Page 40 of Roman Petrov

Her moans grow louder, I pull back and sit on my heels and my hand cracks down on her ass, leaving a growing red mark instantly.

“Shit,” she hisses, but she doesn’t move.

“Such a perfect little slut, aren’t you?”

Taking off my belt and releasing my painfully hard cock, I tease her with the leather, sliding it along the sensitive skin on her back.

She sucks in a breath and squeezes her eyes shut.

“You are owed one punishment, Nadia. You shut down on me. You tried to deny your feelings to me. But, you never left me, did you? You would never leave me, isn’t that right? My needy whore wants this.”

She nods, sweat beading on her forehead.

Using two fingers, I tease around the vibrator and sink a finger in beside it and fight the groan that comes out of me as she stretches around me.

I keep the belt rubbing her skin and feel her wetness drip down to my wrist.

“Oh, you want to be punished, don’t you?”

I bite back my grin. She is perfect for me.

“Y-yes. Roman,” she says breathlessly.

Her walls clench around my finger. She’s close. I want her to shatter around me. Removing my hand, in one swift motion, she screams out as I hold her in place by the hip and crack the belt across her ass.

Before she has time to process the pain, I pull out the slim vibrator and press it against her asshole.

Her cries turn into perfect moans, and my name leaving her lips in pure ecstasy is enough for me.

So I sink my cock deep inside that tight pussy, keeping the vibrator on her ass, but not putting it in.

I start with slow movements, pushing down on the top of her back so I can hit the spot inside that has her almost convulsing.

“You feel so good, lastochka. Fuck.”

Her nails dig into the comforter as I slam in and out of her, pushing the vibrator in her ass just a touch.

As she squishes her face into the mattress, I wrap her hair around my fist, yanking her back up to ride her.

“Do you want to come, baby?”

She nods and I pull myself all the way out to the tip, at the same time sinking the vibrator in a tiny bit more. Her lips part, she’s falling apart around me, yet keeping her orgasm at bay.

“You’re doing such a good job, Nadia. Being so good for me.” I praise her, and the flush on her neck deepens in color.

I pound into her, all the way to the base, pulling at her hair as I do.

“Oh my god,” she moans.

Her legs begin to shake, so I start to fuck her with everything I have, bringing myself closer to the tipping point. All I can focus on is how good it feels to fuck my wife.

The room is filled with the sounds of our moans, I slap her ass one more time.

“I-I need to?—”

“Come for me.” I cut her off with an order.

She sucks in a breath, I pull her head back further. She’s fought herself not to come for this long, she needs something to push her.

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