Page 35 of All the Dangerous Things

She started breathing harder, and I stepped back, reaching for the whiskey bottle I’d set aside, and took a long pull from it.

“Take your shirt off,” I said and pointed the bottle at her like she needed more direction on what I wanted her to do. “Show me those tight, little tits. I want to see what I’ll be worshiping soon enough.”

I wasn’t going to fuck her. Not tonight. This was just the beginning of a slow and thorough seduction of Tatiana Petrov.

I patiently waited as I took another sip of whiskey, my throat nice and numb so there wasn’t a burn. Just smoothness.

“You want me to make you feel good?” I asked when she didn’t follow my order, but I could see she was scared… just not of me.

She ran that cute, little red tongue over her lips. “You’re already making me feel good.”

God. Why did that make my chest ache?

“Fuck, sweetheart. You’re such a good girl, saying all the right things. Now do as I say.”

Her hands trembled as she tookhold of the hem of her shirt and lifted it slowly. When her midriff was bare, she hesitated and looked at me.

I said nothing, my body tense, but it was from the fucking excitement I felt about all the devious things I’d do to her. Starting with eating out that no-doubt pretty pussy as soon as I got her naked.

“Faster,” I gritted out when she still didn’t move, not hiding my growing irritation that she wasn’t obeying me fast enough.

I saw the fiery resolve in her eyes as she finally lifted her shirt and pulled it off over her head, tossing it aside. Her breasts were small but pert, her nipples a dark-reddish shade and so fucking hard my mouth watered to taste them.

I took another drink before saying, “Now the pants. Lose them because I’m about to bury my face between your thighs, and they’re in my way.”

There was no way I wouldn’t be jerking off to the sight of those perfect breasts later on, when I was alone and needed a quick “Tatiana fix.”

Fuck, my cock’s gonna be sore.

She moved her hands to the waistband of her panties and pants, but before she pushed them down, I told her to go slow. I wanted to fucking enjoy the show, now that I finally knew exactly what her tits looked like. I’d been imagining them for a week,and the reality was so much better than what my mind conjured.

When she was totally naked in front of me, I licked my lips at the sight of her pussy. She had a landing strip of dark, trimmed hair and was bare everywhere else. “Such a beautiful girl, Tatiana.”

I couldn’t take my focus off her pretty, feminine slit and how her lips were so glossy, small beads of her desire already dripped down her inner thighs.

My cock was like granite as she shifted, her nervousness evident. The sleek lines of her legs turned me on, so much I grabbed my cock through my pants.

Her eyes widened in shock as she watched me touch myself, making me feel deviant in the best way. Could she see how big I was? Did she know it would hurt when I shoved it deep into her cunt?

I could have come in my slacks from the sight of her expression alone.

To want her the way I did, to want to own her, to claim and defile my girl, made no fucking sense.

I kept myself in control atalltimes. But here was Tatiana—someone totally off-limits to me —and my control went right out the damn window. As well as my sanity.

Her very presence threatened to unravel my restraint.

“Spread your legs wider. I want to see your pussy lips part.”

My cock throbbed, my balls ached, and that feeling only got worse as I looked at her cunt when she did what I said. I could see she was likely as turned on as I was, her lips not only glossy but also plump from her arousal.

I bet she was getting wetter from my orders. Tatiana was a Submissive as much as I was a Dominant.

“Sei la cosa più bella che abbia mai visto.”You're the prettiest thing I've ever seen.

I couldn’t stay away any longer. I set aside the whiskey bottle and was on her a second later.

I leaned in, dragging my tongue along her jawline, over her lips, and licked her nice and slow. Thorough.

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