Page 44 of Niko's Printsessa

“Are you going to tell me the reason for your stalker?”

I sob, “I can’t, Niko.” I want to tell him but I dread putting the words out into the universe. It'll give it life. I know that's stupid because I've already lived through it.

He continues his wrath and I lose count, but at some point the spankings sting less, pulsing directly to my soaked core. A moan escapes me as tears stream down my cheeks. I am so wet, so soaked, and I can’t believe the pleas leaving my mouth.

“Oh God. Yes! Please!”

“Does myPrintsessalike to be spanked?”

“No!”

He smacks me hard. “Are you forgetting the lesson? No lying!”

“Shit! Yes, I like you spanking me!”

His chuckle is seductive. “Not much of a punishment if you’re enjoying it.”

“Don’t stop!”

But he does and I groan, banging my forehead against the desk with frustration. I hear him move behind me, open a drawer andclose it. When he returns, he drags a chair with him, and when he sits I swear his nose is lined up with my ass.

“Niko? What are you doing?”

“Changing tactics.”

He smacks my ass and my sex hits against the wood of the desk. I try to grind against anything to soothe the ache.

“Greedyprintsessa.”

“Please!”

“Tell me why this Russian Kira is stalking you, threatening you.”

“I…I can’t.”

His hands press against my inner thighs, spreading my legs apart.

“You smell so good, you taste like heaven, and you feel like home.”

Before I can dissect his words, I hear a buzzing sound as he presses a vibrator against my drenched opening.

“I’m going to fuck your pussy with this vibrator, and after you’ve coated it with your juices, I’m going to slide it into this pretty little hole.” He presses his thumb against my forbidden hole and I squeak.

“Ever taken anyone back here?”

“No.”

“Ever wanted to?”

“Yes.”

“When?”

“Now.”

“Fuck,” he growls.

He slides the vibrator into my opening and it feels amazing, but I want more. I need more. I need him.

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