Page 104 of Bratva's Intern

Like his body had been aching for this since the moment he’d slipped these on.

When I finally peeled the panties down, his cock sprang free—hard, flushed, desperate. I wrapped my hand around the base and licked a stripe from root to tip, slow and reverent, then took him into my mouth.

“Such a perfect cock. Made for my mouth.”

Wren arched with a strangled moan, thighs trembling. I sucked him deep, then shallow, then slow again, keeping him right on that edge. His hands fisted in my hair, breath coming in frantic gasps.

“Fuck, Maxim, I’m?—”

I pulled back as his hips jerked, his cock twitching against my tongue.

“No-o.” The cry left him, wrecked, whimpering.

I smirked, licking the tip slowly as I looked up at him. He was shaking from being denied his release.

“Not yet, sweetheart,” I said, voice rough. “You’re gonna be a good boy and come when I say.”

“But—”

“On your knees.” When he complied, I dragged my hand down the curve of Wren’s back. “Torso down. Ass up.”

CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX

MAXIM

Wren obeyed with a shaky breath, folding forward until his chest pressed into the mattress, spine beautifully arched, ass in the air like a fucking offering.

My breath caught.

“Look at you,” I hissed, palming both cheeks and spreading him open. “Fuck, baby, this ass. You were made to be ruined.”

He whimpered, burying his face in the pillow as I leaned in and dragged my tongue between his cheeks, slow and firm.

“Oh gooooood.”

I flicked my tongue over his hole until he shuddered. “Fucking perfect.” I spanked him lightly, and he cried out, pressing his hips back as though asking me for more.

I tongued him open, fucking him with slow, filthy licks until he was grinding back against my face, whimpering with every breath. With his hole dripping saliva, I slid one finger in, drawing another moan from his lips.

“You’re doing so well, kroshka. So fucking obedient.”

“Feels good, Maxim.”

I planted a kiss on his back, shushing him when I tried two fingers and his cries grew deafening. He bucked onto my digits, taking them deeper as mewls of pleasure filled the room.

Giving his hole a loving pat, I kissed down to his taint, licked the tight strip of muscle there, sucked one of his balls into my mouth just to feel the way he squirmed.

“Oooh. Max, I can’t wait. Please, please, please, fuck me already.”

“Stay right there for me, baby.”

I hopped off the bed and grabbed my supplies from the nightstand. If he’d snooped earlier, he wouldn’t be surprised.

His ass was so perfect I wanted to take him like that—raw and animalistic—but I also wanted to see his face when he came with my cock buried inside him. I kissed his cheeks, then gently turned him over. Wren’s eyes grew wide.

No snooping from him, then.

That was best.

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