Page 19 of Roman Petrov

My hand rests on the cool metal.

I’m not in the practice of taking what isn’t offered. But, she’s driving me crazy.

I need a cold fucking shower.

Tugging off my suit jacket, I drape it over my arm as I start to unbutton my shirt.

I’m just about to push in the door to the master suite when I’m stopped by a strange sound.

With one finger, I give it a tap, and it swings open easily.

The sight makes me pause.

Her.

Why is she in my bed?

I don’t care. She’s naked. And, moaning.

Her bare knees are spread as her hand works between her thighs.

Jesus.

My cock turns to steel in an instant seeing her thrust a purple dildo in and out of herself as she pinches the nipples Iknewwould be perfect.

“It seems my wife has finally decided to join my bed?” I pinch the end of my dick to keep myself from coming in my pants.

I’ve been thinking of her for days.

Perhaps my patience has paid off.

Her eyes flutter open as her gaze focuses on me. “Oh! I didn’t think you’d be home?—”

“Don’t stop on my account.” I toss my blazer on the chair and step close enough to lean against the footboard. “Please. Continue.”

She props herself on her elbows with the slick toy in her hand. Her cheeks are cherry red. “I, um. I’m sorry.”

“Were you done? Did you come all over my bed?” My words are heavy with restraint. It takes everything in me not to dive my mouth into her sweet cunt and finish her myself.

Her blond hair drapes over her breast as she shakes her head.

“Then do it. I won’t touch. I do want to watch, though. So I can dream of you shattering against my pillow.” I hold up my palms, not hiding the tent of my pants.

She glances down at my crotch, and it makes my balls throb.

Gritting my teeth, I sit in the chair where my coat rests. “Go on. Rub those rosy nipples for me.”

She chews on her lip.

I can see the moment she gives.

Victory almost has me shouting as I see her relax.

“Like this?” One hand trails down her chest and feathers in a small circle around the tight bud.

“Yes. Now, lower.” My own nails dig into the soft leather. I’ve won this round, I don’t want to scare her off.

Her knuckle strokes down her smooth belly, making goosebumps pop up in its trail.

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