Page 93 of Beautiful Cruelty

I cry out as pleasure sparks through me, my body arching off the desk. Vadim growls, his mouth claiming me. His tongue sweeps into my mouth to let me taste my own arousal.

His hands push my thighs further apart. My fingers tangle in his hair, holding him against me as I ride out the waves of pleasure.

"That's my good girl," he murmurs, his voice thick with satisfaction as his cock throbs against my entrance. "But we're not done yet."

I reach down, my fingers shaking as I undo his belt. I can feel his eyes on me, burning with a hunger that matches my own. Hiscock springs free, heavy and thick in my hand. A drop of precum glistens at the tip like a diamond.

My mouth waters at the sight. I want to taste him, to feel him on my tongue. I want to show him just how good I can be.

"You're so big," I breathe, stroking him. "I want you inside me, Vadim."

He growls at that, the sound sending shivers down my spine. "Say it again."

"I want you inside me," I whisper, pumping my hand faster. "I want to feel you stretch me open, fill me up."

"You'll have to earn it." His voice is rough with need. "Beg for it,zvyozdochka."

"Please," I whisper, my cheeks heating as I squeeze him tighter. "I need you, Vadim."

"Not yet." He bites his lip, his eyes darkening as he watches my hand pump him furiously. "Not until you beg."

"Iambegging, Vadim." My voice comes out breathless, thick with need. "I need you inside me. Please."

"You know how I want you to beg." His voice is strained as he fights for control. "On your hands and knees."

"Vadim," I moan, pumping my hand faster. "Oh God, Vadim, please."

“Don’t stop,zvyozdochka." His voice is rough, his hand tangling in my hair as he pulls me closer. "Keep going."

I moan, my body trembling with need. "Vadim, I need you. Please, I can't wait any longer."

"Then don't." He presses a kiss to my forehead, his breath hot against my skin. "Take what you want."

Vadim's cock twitches in my hand, and I sink to my knees, my fingers wrapping around the base of his shaft as I take him into my mouth.

His hands fist in my hair. I can feel his eyes on me, burning with a hunger that matches my own.

I swirl my tongue around the tip, teasing him, before I take him deeper, my lips gliding over the velvety smooth skin. His cock grows harder in my mouth but his hand doesn't move, as if to remind both of us the amount of power I hold in this moment.

Slowly, I wrap my fingers around his length, stroking him from root to tip. His breath catches, and I smile against his skin, knowing I've affected him.

"You like me on my knees like this?" I whisper as I look up at him, my thumb brushing over the tip. "Worshipping your cock like the greedy little cumslut that I am?"

"Yes," he growls, his voice strained as he fights for control as his precum coats my fingers.

I smile, knowing he won't be able to hold back much longer. Slowly, I lean forward, my tongue swirling around the tip of his cock, my fingers stroking his length as I suck him deeper. I can feel his pulse throbbing against my tongue, his breath coming in harsh gasps.

I can feel him trembling as I tease him, his hands tightening in my hair.

He growls, his hands fisting tighter in my hair. "You're playing with fire,zvyozdochka."

"But this time." I plant a kiss on the wet salty tip. "You're the one who's going to get burned."

I take the head of his cock back in my mouth, turning my tongue around it in slow, lazy circles. His hands tighten in my hair, his hips arching toward me as he tries to set the pace.

But I'm the one in control here, and I won't be rushed.

I take my time, teasing him with my tongue, my lips, my hands while I watch him unbutton his shirt to expose his muscular body.

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