Page 74 of Tarnished Reign

“Holy shit, I’m buying you a vibrator tomorrow, and you’re going to do that for me.”

I am? The idea embarrasses me, but then he does something that takes my mind off everything. He crooks his fingers inside me, bending them and pushing ,and he hits something that has my ass jerking up off the bed.

“Oh, God,” I squeak. “Oh, shit. What’s that? Oh, fuck.”

He laughs, and it’s dark and dangerous. “You responsive Littleblue you.”

“What is…”

I moan long and out of control as he flicks my clit with his tongue while his fingers press that spot.

What is he doing to me?

Fear starts to seep in. I’m totally out of control of my body. This is too much, too intense. I think I’m going to come again, but I can’t. I’m scared of it. But then, he stops.

He stands and undresses. I watch as he takes his clothes off. He does it quickly, throwing them to the side, not looking at where they land.

His physique as it is revealed to me is awe-inspiring. He’s like a natural wonder of the world. He’s tall and massive, and his muscles are so fucking sexy.

He pulls his boxer briefs down, and I stare in shock at the size of him. I’ve seen dicks before, and I’ve given my ex the odd blow job, but holy shit. Dimitri could have a second career in porn if crime stops paying.

He’s long and thick, so thick. I start to laugh then, and his face darkens.

“That’s not really the reaction I was hoping for,” he drawls.

“I’m sorry. It’s just my friend always used to say to guys who boasted about having a big dick, length or girth, and boy, you have both in spades.”

I stare at it anew. “Is that going to fit?”

It’s his turn to laugh. “It will fit. You’re ready.” He strokes a finger down my folds. “You’re wet. So hot too.”

He shocks me when he gently spanks my pussy. What the hell? That’s … so depraved. My pussy loves it, though, and my clit pulses anew.

Dimitri picks me up and carefully scoots me up the bed, and then he settles between my thighs again and licks my clit more. What’s he doing? “I thought we were going to do the sex now,” I blurt out.

He seems to love the taste of me. He glances up at me. “This is doing the sex,” he says. “I’m getting you edged good and ready.”

Edged?

He continues sucking and licking at me, and I almost fall over that edge, but just as my thighs tense, he stops. He repeats this torture three more times, and then he adds his fingers, putting them inside me and fucking me with them.

As the orgasm approaches, I’m so close I’m sweating when he stops and pulls his fingers out. My body jerks at the loss of contact, as if getting an electric shock. I moan and reach down, about to press against myself and ride it out, but he grabs my wrists in one hand, moves up my body, and holds them above my head. “No, Littleblue. That’s not allowed.”

“I need to come,” I moan.

This must be a dream because this can’t be me. I’m not this carnal, greedy creature. I’m a nerd who likes books and once a week would sneakily use my vibe.

“You’re going to Littleblue, but on my cock.”

He kisses me and bites my shoulder as he presses himself against me. He parts my lips and guides the tip of himself into me.

I tense a little, the enormity of this moment hitting me.

“Play with your clit,” he demands as he releases one of my hands. “Touch it, the way you like.”

My cheeks flush. I can’t do that in front of him.

“Too shy, huh?” He laughs.

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