Page 92 of Beautiful Agony

I can feel him throbbing harder in my grip, a sure sign he's getting close. His mouth grows more insistent, and my head is dizzy with mounting pleasure.

The hot breath from his nose tickles the tuft of hair between my legs. My hips start rolling on his face, moving as if filled with a determination of their own.

His tongue moves faster as I speed up my hands, hearing the wet obscene sounds echoing in the air while the scent of cum and arousal fills my nose until they're so embedded in my lungs that I don't think I'll ever be able to get them out.

"Are you thinking about how it good it would feel to bury this big thick cock deep inside me?"

His breath grows more ragged beneath me, his groans are vibrating through my core. His hands on my thighs dig into my flesh, pulling me down harder against his mouth as his hips start to buck up into my grip.

I feel his muscles tensing, coiling like a spring about to release. Pride surges through me, knowing I'm about to make this powerful man come undone. My own pleasure builds higher as his tongue works faster, more desperately against me.

A deep groan rumbles from his chest, and I can feel him starting to pulse in my hands. I tighten my grip, determined to push him over first.

Then it happens.

For a split second, his whole body goes rigid beneath me.

And then he cums. Hot ropey spurts stream through his twitching cock, splashing my back, my ass, and my hand. Each pulse thunders against my palm. His hips buck wildly as I continue stroking him through it.

Each down stroke sends another delicious spurt into the air, and each upstroke catches more of his warm sticky seed on my fingers.

"Look at me when I come for you.” I command, and Vadim obeys.

His dark gaze locks with mine, showing me a mix of defiance and submission that makes my heart race faster. The intensity in his eyes and the raw need there completely shatters my control.

The orgasm hits me like a sledgehammer. My body arches as waves of ecstasy crash through me. A scream tears from my throat, echoing off the walls as my thighs clamp around his head. My vision blurs at the edges. Pleasure courses through my body in delicious lapping waves.

His tongue never stops moving and he drink in my release as if he's dying of thirst. Each swirl and each circle traces my cunt asif he's memorizing it. Fresh tremors race up my spine. My hands grip his slippery cock, holding onto him for dear life as I ride out the intense sensations.

The world narrows down to just his mouth on me, the thick pulsing cock between my hands, the endless waves of pleasure, and the smell of his seed running down my body and my fingers. I can feel him moaning against my sensitive flesh, and the vibrations extend my own release.

My body jerks with tiny bursts of aftershocks as he licks me through the final tremors.

Finally, I release my grip on Vadim and slide back onto his heaving chest. My thighs still tremble from the intensity of my release. His gray eyes lock onto mine, dark and hungry as I bring my fingers—glistening with Vadim’s cum—to my mouth.

Thick rivulets slide down over the engagement ring he gave me, marking me as his forever. The pink diamond continues to sparkle despite the its new pearly coating.

I bring my fingers to my lips, letting my tongue dart out to taste him—salty and masculine. The metal band feels warm against my tongue. His eyes darken as he watches me.

I clean each finger thoroughly, making sure he sees every swipe of my tongue. His hands flex against my thighs but he doesn't try to move them as he watches me, entranced.

The ring catches the light again as I twist my hand. It's like seeing it anew.

I continue to clean the ring with careful, deliberate swipes of my tongue, twisting and turning to make sure I don't miss a single drop.

My tongue flicks against the diamond's facets, lapping each surface with deliberate care as I savor the taste of his cum.

Just like that day, heat pools low in my belly at how filthy this act should feel. But there's something intoxicating about debasing something so pure and expensive while Vadim watches with such raw hunger and adoration.

"Whose insatiable cumslut am I?" I ask softly as my tongue tucks the final drop of his cum behind my lips.

"Mine,zvyozdochka," he whispers, his eyes never leaving me as he presses one gentle kiss after another between my thighs.

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LACEY

THREE DAYS LATER

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