Page 116 of Ruthless Lullaby

Insolent girl.

“You ran away,lisichka.” I growl, just inches away from her lips. “You don’t run from me and get away with it.”

"Please don't hurt me," she says, barely above a whisper.

“Then apologize.”

“I’m sorry,” she says.

“Mean it,” I order.

“I’m sorry,” she repeats, her body shaking. “It… it won’t happen again.”

“I’m not convinced. Stand up.”

Slowly, she stands, her gaze locked on me. The air in the room is thick with unspoken tension. She’s never seen this side of me, and I can tell she has no idea what to expect. Uncertainty flickers in her eyes, searching for any hint of softness in my expression. She doesn’t find any. She just stands there, looking like a deer in headlights, bracing herself for my next demand.

“Take off your clothes.” She obeys. She slowly removes the dress I bought her, making a show of it. Her eyes never leave mine as she stands in front of me in her bra and panties. She crosses her arms in front of her, shivering.

“I’m cold, Maron.”

“I don’t care. Take off the bra.” I growl. “And the panties.”

She knows better than to refuse. With shaking hands, she slowly slides the straps of her bra down her shoulders, and those fucking gorgeous breasts are revealed. I let my eyes feast on them, feeling my cock hardening against my trousers. Then, her panties follow. She gently slides them down her leg, letting it drop to the floor. I can tell she’s so wet that she’s practically dripping.

“My turn,” I say.

I pull the zip of my pants down, allowing my dick to spring free. Then, I unbutton my shirt and let it drop behind me, watching as her eyes follow the movement of my hands. Stripping off the rest of my clothes, I stand bare before her. Her gaze travels up and down my body. She licks her lips and presses her inner thighs closer together as if trying to hide the evidence of her arousal.

“That’s better,” I say and push her down onto the couch again. Then, I reach over to my jacket and retrieve the items I fetched from my wardrobe before I left: the gag ball and a bright orange vibrator from my pocket. I step close to her and speak into her ear.

“I will fuck you until you faint.” Her eyes fly wide with a mix of fear and lust as she stares at me, which turns me on even more. “But before that…”

I push the vibrator against her pussy and press a button on it until it emits an electrical charge. She winces at the sensation and her cheeks run red. I touch her with my finger on the pad of her button. That unleashes a full litany of expletives.

“Aaggh…” she cries. “You’re a bastard.”

I’m standing between her open legs.

“Am I?” I ask, admiring the growing wetness between her thighs. The view of her throbbing core and the expression on her face is everything. Her mouth is hanging open and she’s panting from the rhythmic sensation against her sex. I dip the dildo inside her, sending electric charges through her body. “You want to be fucked,lisichka?Your pussy's dripping wet,” I say.

“Yes,” she whispers.

“Open your mouth,” I order.

“Maron, don’t,” she begs, but I have no mercy on her.

“Open,” I say sternly and strap the gag ball into her mouth. “Remember, you brought this on yourself," I say while increasing the intensity of the vibrator. The jolt takes her by surprise. She moans, biting down on the ball in response.

“Vou Avvhole,”she tries to say, but the gag is making it hard for her to speak, muffling her cursing and desperate pleas. I show no her no mercy. I set the dildo to maximum and watch her as she loses control. She bucks, screams, her face contorts, and her entire body shakes from the intensity of the sensation between her legs until she reaches her orgasm.

By now, my erection is nearly painful. I’ve never wanted to fuck anyone so much in my life.

“Are you going to try to run from me again?” I ask, rising above her. Her thighs are still shaking and she’s barely catching her breath.

“Ummph…” I take off the gag ball. “Fuck… maybe,” she whimpers.

“Maybe?”

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