Page 68 of Mafia Christmas Vows

I keep going, working myself into a near fever state. “Alexei,” I groan. “I want to come, but I… I don’t think I can.”

The words take a second to sink in, but as soon as they do, Alexei moves like lightning. His hand shoots into the box and pulls out a small vibrator. His hands shake as he finds the power button, and I hear the vibrator buzz. He presses it against my clit and I nearly pass out at the sensation. It’s a little too much, and I squirm.

“Is that good, baby?” His voice is so concerned, and love for him washes over me all again.

“No,” I whisper. “A little too hard.”

He backs off slightly, and starts to move the head of the toy on my clit in a circle. I gasp as electricity shoots up my spine. “There,” I grit out.

Alexei listens. The pressure is perfect, and I can feel my orgasm spreading across my low belly. My muscles start to shake, and I close my eyes. I pull the candy cane dildo out of me as my climax builds, and I’m almost there…

Alexei pulls the vibrator off of my clit, and I nearly scream.

“No!” I moan. I prop myself up on my elbows to look at him. “I’m so close!”

“I told you to fuck yourself with it,” he says, staring at where the dildo hangs from my fingers. “Not to stop.”

“You…” I sit up on my elbows, but Alexei lightly collars my neck with his hand and pushes me back down.

“You want to come, milaya?” He growls at me.

I nod.

“Then do what I say.”

It’s a command, plain and simple.

This is new for us. I’m not sure that I like it, but the twinkling of Alexei’s warm and happy self sparkles in his eyes as he stares me down.

This isn’t just anyone.

This isAlexei.

And I want to please him.

I nod, slowly pressing the dildo into my soaking core. Alexei watches. His lips quirk into a smile. “Good girl,” he says.

Oh.

Well I do like that.

The buzz of the vibrator fills my ears again, and he presses the vibrator back against me with that same light pressure as before. “Keep going,” he grunts.

I do.

It takes about six more pumps of the dildo before I come.

I scream his name when I do.

My limbs are numb after. I lay limp on our bed. I feel Alexei pull the dildo out of me, and shudder as it caresses my tender flesh. I might have drifted off to sleep, because the next thing I know I’m under a blanket and Alexei’s arms are around me.

“Alexei,” I mumble as I stretch against him.

“Merry Christmas, Milaya,” he murmurs.

That reminds me.

Stirring, I prop myself up on my elbows and squint at him. “Do you need um… anything?”

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