Page 51 of Sinful Wrath

I bite back a cry as I glance down and find his dark eyes locked on mine.

He does it again, and I sink my teeth into my lip.

“You like it when I lick you like this?”

I nod, a thin sheen of sweat starting to break out over my skin as my release builds.

“What about when I do this?” he murmurs before wrapping his lips around my clit and sucking the sensitive bud.

My legs almost buckle, and I release my hands from his hair to grip his shoulders to keep me upright.

My mouth falls open in a silent cry as he sucks and licks at my clit, his eyes never leaving mine.

It turns out having Mikhail Koslov on his knees is fucking torture. The man knows exactly what he’s doing, and I think I might actually die if I don’t come soon.

My eyes sting with tears as I try my hardest not to make a sound as he licks me, but it feels so good I’m scared I might actually start sobbing.

I tug at his hair, trying to pull him closer against me in a silent plea.

His eyes shine, crinkling at the corners, but he starts to work my clit faster. “Are you going to scream my name when you come?”

“I-I thought I couldn’t make a sound.”

“Oh, you can scream my name all you want,solnyshka. I’ll allow that.”

“Asshole,” I hiss through my teeth.

He nips at my clit, and I gasp.

“I didn’t give you permission to say that.”

I tug at his hair, but he only responds by grazing his teeth over my clit.

It seems if I want to come, I’m going to have to submit to him fully.

When Mikhail is satisfied I’m not going to misbehave, he gives my pussy one long lick before focusing all of his attention on my clit.

I’m so worked up that it doesn’t take long for my legs to start trembling and my breathing to come in heavy pants.

I’m so fuckingclose?—

“You can come now, Lucia,“ he growls before wrapping his lips around my clit and sucking hard.

“Mikhail!” I scream as my orgasm rips through my body.

I cling to Mikhail, holding his head against me as he works me through my release.

My pussy is pulsing so deliciously that I can’t stop moaning. “Yes, oh fuck,yes!”

Mikhail groans against me, licking up every last drop of my arousal until my legs finally give out, and he has to wrap his arms around my waist to stop me from hitting the floor.

“So, youarecapable of doing as you’re told.” He holds me against his chest.

For once, I want to prove him right.

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MIKHAIL

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