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“All good, big man?”

Instead of tugging down my leggings, I let my hands slip below the hem and into the soft fabric of my panties.

“Fuck,” he mutters under his breath, his voice barely audible.

"Wow, the thought of you barking. It really has me wet,” I tease.

As I slip one finger inside, he releases another low, guttural growl from his throat.

“Yep. That’s doing it. Keep going, Miki.”

He adjusts his pants making me smirk at him. I probably have sixty seconds left of teasing before he takes over.

I snatch the bag from beside me and pull out the black and gold lace bodysuit, holding it up in front of me.

“Crotchless,” I tell him, raising an eyebrow. I want him to eat me out while I wear this for him.

“Put it on for me. Now.”

The urgency in his tone sends a shiver down my spine and ignites a fire within me.

“Turn around, I’ll tell you when you can see it.” I pin him with a glare.

With a curt nod, he unbuckles his belt, the smooth leather sliding through his fingers as he removes it from his pants, and wraps it around his fist.

Oh, I’m in trouble.

CHAPTER 37

MIKHAIL

Song- Toxic, Omido, Rick Jansen

My cock is aching,straining against the zipper.

She knows how to dig her claws into my heart to get what she wants from me. And I let her. Mainly because I love teaching her a lesson, but also partly because I crave her sassy, bratty side.

It makes my cock throb.

I like it when she fights back and I fucking love it when she teases me, thinking it’s a game she could ever win.

“You’ve got ten seconds, Anastasia.”

I squeeze the leather of the belt wrapped around my hand for some sort of relief.

I want her on my mouth, on my cock, consuming me in every way she can. I want to be hers as much as she is mine.

“Three. Two.”

“Ready!” I can hear how flustered she is.

I slowly turn around to face her, and I nearly pass out. My chest constricts, out of love and pure desire for my wife.

Her wedding ring shines under the bedroom lights and my fingers itch to choke her. God, so hard for her little performance.

I scan the length of her body, the gold chains on the black lace, I think my dick might explode. The way her dark curls cascade over her shoulders, almost outlining her tiny frame.

Those hips. I want to grab them, dig my fingers in while I slam my cock deep inside her, holding her in place as she screams.

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