Page 38 of Guarded By the Vodnik

“Yeah, I believe you. Can we start now?”

I huffed, so exasperated, I wanted to shake her.

“Zoe, for fuck’s sake. Listen to me carefully. If this works, there is a very real possibility you will survive. Are you with me? After we’re done, and you realize you’re breathing without your mask, we will swim out of this cavern and spend one more week together. So please, consider it carefully.”

She paled, drawing away. I let her. It finally seemed like she got it.

“So… You’re for real?” she asked, her hand flying up to her face. “This… This could work?”

I exhaled in relief. “Yes. It will work. And I didn’t say it right, so I apologize. You don’t really have to suck my cock. All you have to do is swallow my cum.”

Her eyes flitted down to where my cock was warm but still soft in its slit. I knew she couldn’t see it, but she evidently knew exactly where it was in my body.

“We’re in water,” she said slowly. “If I’m supposed to swallow, I have to take it in my mouth. But I get what you’re saying.”

I nodded. “I will get myself there. It will be awkward, but at least you’ll survive.”

“I kind of want to die, though,” she said flatly.

Fuck. That hurt. Just moments before, she seemingly couldn’t keep her hands off me, and now, she said she preferred to die rather than swallow my cum?

“I’m sorry,” I said, my jaw clenching. I’d expected this. I braced for it. And yet, that still didn’t prepare me for how painful it was.

“And that’s because I made it so fucking obvious how horny I am for you,” she said, staring at me with annoyance. “While you’re being all heroic and noble, and only helping me out of duty. You think it will be awkward once I take your jizz down my throat? Honey, it’s already beyond awkward. Just let me die here.”

Oh.

My shoulders slumped with a bright sort of relief. It was heady, and it loosened my tongue enough to tell her the truth even though I knew better than to muddle things further.

“After we set out from the safehouse, I was hard almost the entire way because you felt too good pressed up against me. I’m doing it because I want to save you, yes, but I will also enjoy it. I promise you, I’m not being noble. There. Now we’re even. You don’t have to be embarrassed anymore.”

She stared at me for a moment, then exhaled softly. She nodded.

“Thank you for that. For the record, now I definitely want to stay alive so we can explore this later.”

I winced. Yeah, telling her was a bad idea, because I already knew refusing her would be difficult after this. And I would have to refuse. Keeping her alive was my job, so it was okay to be intimate in our current circumstances. But starting a full-on sexual relationship was still out of the question.

Thankfully, Zoe didn’t seem to expect an answer. She smiled and pressed her fingers to the piece of her mask covering her mouth.

It was such an innocent gesture, yet it felt so filthy.

I held my breath, my cock filling rapidly. Damn. No matter how hard I tried to convince myself this was purely professional, it didn’t work. I’d never wanted a woman so much before, and now I knew she wanted me, too.

At least it would be quick. Embarrassingly so.

“I won’t be able to speak after I take off the mask,” Zoe said softly, watching me with glittering green eyes while I hummed to give us light. “Is there something you want to discuss beforehand? Any limits? Because honestly, I’d like to blow you. If that’s all right.”

A burst of pleasure rolled up from the base of my spine. I nodded helplessly, my throat constricting again.

“Yeah,” I said hoarsely. “Anything goes.”

I had a list of hard limits I always gave sex workers who serviced me. No touching above the waist. No kissing. No affectionate words or terms of endearment. No hugging. No smiling. No pretending this is more than it is.

But I had done all those things with Zoe, maybe apart from kissing, and it made no sense to list them. Besides, this wasn’t the kind of sex I usually had. It was… I didn’t know.

All I knew was that I didn’t mind if she touched me however she wanted. This was the only chance I got to cross the line. After this, we’d have to go back to normal, so I was desperate to milk this moment to the fullest.

“All right,” she said before licking her lips. “As for me, I don’t really deepthroat, but I can deal with a bit of choking. So if you want to fuck my throat, a couple deep thrusts will be fine, but more than that is not. And… will you hum or speak? I’d like to see.”

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