Page 19 of Tyrant

The suite must have had a powder room for guests as well as a second bedroom, but he directed me to the master bathroom. I changed out of my dress and put on a robe I saw hanging on a hook. When I returned, he was on the phone for room service.

“I ordered you some wine,” he informed me.

I pointed at the sidebar. “There’s lots of wine over there.”

“You don’t like Chardonay. The Rosé will be here in a minute.”

“How’d you know that’s my favorite?”

He poured bourbon in a lowball glass and picked it up. “I told you, I know everything about a company I’m about to acquire.”

“You’ve got to stop doing that, especially with me. And I told you, I’m not a company,” I crooned as I opened my robe. “I’m a woman.”

He set the glass down and was in front of me within a second. “Yes, you’re all woman.”

“I don’t need wine right now,” I whispered.

His eyes swept over my satin panties and matching bra. I had a little pouch around the waist area, but which woman didn’t. My thighs were thick, black woman thickness, firm and smooth. My breasts were full and heavy, a little bigger than I’d like but they were mine and I owned them.

“This is the woman you’ll be marrying tomorrow,” I warned. “One chance to change your mind now.”

“Fuck, you’re one sexy vixen.”

His hand gently brushed over my breast and down my belly. I tipped onto my toes and kissed his cheek. He pulled me up to his body and wrapped both arms around my waist, then lifted me as though I weighed nothing and took me into the bedroom.

He laid me gently onto the bed and eased himself up to take his clothes off. I watched him wrangle from his shirt and kick off his shoes. His biceps moved when he unbuckled his belt. In fact, all the muscles in his chest gyrated as he removed his pants and socks.

I opened my thighs and parted my panties, rubbing my clit as I watched him. The man was a beautiful creature with impeccably defined muscles. I wouldn’t have been human if I wasn’t turned on by his nakedness.

My eyes dropped to his dick, and I gasped as a rush of fluid escaped me. I closed my eyes and leaned back into the pillows enjoying my masturbation. Something warm and wet touched my clit and my eyes flew open. Zakhar was between my thighs feasting on my juices and I was there for it. The juices were flowing, and he was licking up every drop, making me more turned on than anything.

“I want that dick inside me,” I blurted out.

I wasn’t usually this sexually vocal, but I couldn’t help myself. Perhaps it was all the lack luster sex I’d had before, or the torment I went through with my ex. I wasn’t about to settle for less than what I wanted.

I eased up and flipped over, spreading my ass cheeks for him. It occurred to me then that he might have thought I wanted anal, but I just pushed my ass backward, inviting his dick to join me.

Reaching under, I reached for my clit and continued to rub, waiting for him. He left the bed and came back wearing a condom. I hadn’t even thought of that, but I was impressed.

He slapped my ass when he entered the bed, then ran his finger along my crack. He than slapped my ass with his dick and fingered my pussy.

Zakhar

I entered her hot wet pussy and gritted my teeth as she closed around me tightly. I feared I might come about them as I hadn’t had sex in months.

“Fuck, your pretty little pussy is so tight,” I grunted.

Shit, my dick throbbed fiercely as I slid in and out of her. My entire body was on edge as waves of pleasure rushed through me. I did my best to hold it in for her, but her pussy was sucking me in.

She gripped me as she curved her back, and buried her face in the pillow. It was then I recalled her telling me to choke her when she came. I wrapped my large hand around her throat and squeezed as she moaned loudly, coating my cock with her thick cum.

I pumped harder, driving deeper into her. My ejaculation was explosive as I squirted my milt into the condom. I wish it was into her, but this was only our first encounter as I was sure there would be many more to come.

Chapter 9

Tabitha

We were married at the Consulate General of the Russian Federation because non-Muslim individuals could not marry in the court, or the judiciary. Since this was just a legal contract, we decided to forgo the church.

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