Page 189 of Tempted By her Daddies

She breathed through the urge to free herself by whatever means necessary.

“Bunny?” he questioned quietly. “Are you all right?”

“Yes. Sorry. Just caught me by surprise.”

He eyed her. “Have you been caught by surprise before?”

“I guess. Who hasn’t?” she asked as he laid her back on the weights bench. He kneeled down at one end and dragged her hips to the very edge before spreading her wide.

“I mean, in a way that wasn’t good,” he said.

Oh.

She didn’t want to speak about that. Because the answer would be too many times to count.

He watched her closely. She knew she had a good poker face, but it was getting harder and harder to hide her true thoughts around these guys.

“I get it,” he said finally. “When you’re ready, you’ll tell me.”

She let out a surprised breath. She’d expected him to push her. This seemed very un-Alexei.

“Of course, if you take too long, I’ll push for those details. And I won’t stop until I have them.”

And that sounded more like him.

Suddenly, he leaned in and, parting the lips of her pussy, took a long, slow lick.

She moaned. God, that felt so good.

“Fuck, you taste good. And I get to eat you as much as I desire. Especially since you were a naughty girl and now this has become a punishment.”

“Put it back, please.” She reached down, trying to grab his head, but he was out of reach.

The jerk.

“Hands above you.”

Oh. That so wasn’t fair. But she raised her hands over her head again.

God forbid that he should stop what he was doing.

He moved his mouth back to her pussy, flicking at her clit before pushing one finger deep inside her.

Her orgasm caught her by surprise. It was quick and sharp. Her breath stopped for a few seconds as she reveled in the feeling of floating. Then, to her surprise, she was turned over and placed on her knees on the mat with her upper body resting on the weights bench.

What was he doing?

She glanced down between her legs to find Alexei positioning himself on his back between her knees.

“What . . . what are you doing?”

“I want you to ride my face, Bunny.”

What? No! Did people do that?

Intrigue mixed with concern.

“Will I squash you?”

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