Page 123 of The Dark Side

She slid down to the floor and moved between his legs. Now his cock was right in front of her face, twitching with his heartbeat. Jolie could see the veins running through it with such clarity she could take a pen and trace them. Tattoos ran along his thighs and pelvis, but his penis remained unsullied.

Adrik grasped his cock and tugged it once before her. “First, you lick it.”

Jolie couldn’t believe she was doing this. She had only given oral to Vincent for his birthday and Christmas. Each time, Jolie felt so disgusted with herself, she would gag before it got to the back of her throat and accidentally bit him. She didn’t want to embarrass herself in that way. But there was a difference between then and now.

Now she wanted to do it. Jolie took hold of the base of his cock and licked the tip. His sharp hiss was the only encouragement she needed before she pressed her tongue against the base of his cock and rode it up to the top. He cursed and bit his lip, bucking in her hand. “Now,” he panted. Adrik took a handful of her hair and pulled her closer. “Suck it.”

Jolie took his girth into her mouth. The first time she went down, she only took in an inch.

“More,” he instructed.

Jolie went down again, taking in two inches. She could feel the resistance against his hand as he kept her where she was.

“Come on, Jolie,” he insisted.

The next time she went down, four inches filled her mouth. Up and down, she sucked on his dick. Listening to his heavy breathing and soft moans filled her with confidence, and the stress in her shoulders began to ebb. But then he pushed her down too far, and she bucked, her teeth nipping his sensitive skin, and he hissed, flinching.

Jolie leaned back, pressing a hand to her lips. “I’m sorry,”

Adrik reached for her head. “Don’t stop.” Jolie took him in her mouth again, surprised he didn’t respond angrily. “Bite my balls,” he whispered and then added, “Gently.”

Jolie sat back on her heels. “You want me to bite them?” With a gentle hand, she lifted his shaved ball sack and nibbled on it. He twisted and hissed, provoking her hand to jerk him off as she teased his sensitive skin with her teeth.

“Good girl,” he praised. “Now take them in your mouth.”

Jolie sucked and ran her tongue over his balls, but she didn’t stay there long. She wanted another chance to suck his cock. She pulled his tip into her mouth, licking the slit, tasting the precum.

He dropped his hands to the side, giving her complete control. It gave her all the power to go as deep as she wanted. With a deep breath, she sucked his cock, her head bobbing like a bouncing Ping Pong ball, going lower and lower till she could feel him in the back of her throat.

“Oh, fuck,” he groaned, digging his nails into the couch. Adrik gripped her hair and pulled her off him. She was panting as she sat back.

“What, did I hurt you?”

He tried to smile but was too busy focusing on control, stopping the approaching orgasm. He sat up and pulled Jolie into his lap with a brutal yank. Their tongues swirled. He slipped his hands under her bathing suit, gripping the fat of her ass and pushing her against his erection. All that was between them was the thin material of her bathing suit. Adrik trailed his lips down her jaw and neck. He nuzzled the fat of her breasts and fingered her nipple through the fabric. “You want my cock, baby?”

Jolie bit her lip, closing her eyes as she felt his hard dick press against her clit. Her hips were wiggling on their own, trying to ease the pressure building at her core. Pushing the fabric aside and sliding him into her would be so easy. She imagined it over and over within seconds. The words were in her throat, ready to give in.

A hard knock on the door turned Adrik’s attention.

Through the one-way glass windows of the ship, he found a row of soldiers lining up along the front of the boat. Adrik moved her off, double-checking her attire to ensure she wasn’t exposing anything as he pushed his dick back in his pants. She was confused and looked around in a daze.

Adrik pulled the door open.“What is it?”

In Russian, the soldier reported,“Sir, four speedboats are headed our way from the north.”

“Is it Boris?”

“They sent a message.”He handed over the paper, and Adrik tore it open.

‘Give back what’s ours.’

He cursed, looking back at Jolie. The concern was in her eyes. He knew what was coming. Adrik grabbed his soldier, Dima, by the collar.“Take her to the safe room. Stay outside and guard it.”

“Yes, sir.”Dima approached, reaching for her arm and helping Jolie to her feet.

“What’s happening?”

Adrik lifted the seat to the couch, revealing a row of weapons tucked into the crevices. “A war,” Adrik responded, taking out a 9 mm. He checked the bullets. “They think I have Zinof on the ship. Probably thinking I’d throw the fucker overboard.” Adrik darted for the stairs. “I have to get Helina and my mother. Get to the safe room. No matter what you hear, you don’t come out.” He paused halfway up and looked back at her. “Jolie, do you understand?”

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