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“Why don’t you wait and see.”

With her wrists still secure behind her back, I pull her panties aside with my free hand and lick her entrance gently. I feel the tremor in her thighs as she spreads her legs wider, and I slip my tongue inside her, just enough to taste her and draw a low hiss of pleasure from her lips.

I sit back on my heels and gaze up at her hard nipples and her honey-brown eyes peering down at me. “More?”

“Always.”

This time, I suck her folds, leaving my mark on them and the pale flesh of her mound. I spread her legs with my shoulders and slide my tongue inside her to the hilt, lapping up her juices while her walls tighten around me. Then I turn my attention to her pulsing clit. I drag my tongue across it until I sense her thighs instinctively closing in on me.

I stop and pull back. “Don’t move, pchelka.”

“I…” she gasps “...can’t help it.”

“If you move, I’ll stop. Is that what you want?”

“No.”

I don’t waste a beat. I drag her panties down over her hips and let them pool around her ankles. Then, gripping her soft ass with my free hand, I pull her pussy towards me and bury my face in her. I suck and lick until my jaw aches, and she doesn’t move until her orgasm crashes through her, and her knees give way.

I release her wrists and ease her down onto the bed, but I’m not done with her yet.

“Turn over.” I would flip her myself, but Yevgeny’s orders are imprinted on my mind with indelible ink, and I’m no good to her with internal injuries.

Vera’s movements are languid, but she follows my instructions and rolls over, her hair falling across her face and tangling beneath her cheek.

“On your knees, pchelka.”

She doesn’t question it. When she is on all fours on the bed with her ass facing me, I lick her pussy from behind, sucking on her swollen clit, and feeding off her panting responses. Within moments, her orgasm resurfaces, and she bends double, face pressed against the quilt, handfuls of material bunched up in her fists.

“Good girl.” I slide a finger inside her and back out again. Then I kneel on the edge of the bed, our knees touching. I lean over her and kiss her with our faces on the quilt and my finger between our tongues. Vera sucks her taste from my finger, eyes half-closed with the aftermath of her orgasm. “That’s all you, pchelka,” I breathe against her ear.

“No, Nikolai,” she whispers. “It’s all you.”

“Do you want me?”

She peers at me between strands of mussed-up hair. “Yes.”

“Tell me what you want.”

“I need to feel you inside me, Nikolai.”

I kiss her on the lips. “I’ve been waiting to hear you say that since I saw you on your back step.”

I stand up and undress while Vera rolls over to watch me. Her eyes widen when I remove my boxers and my cock springs free.

Then I lie down on the bed, take her hand, and pull her on top of me. “Let me watch you ride me.”

“I’m on the pill,” I whisper. “And I’m clean.”

“So am I.” His hand tightens around mine. “Are you sure?”

“Yes.”

Her skin is flushed as she straddles my hips and positions my head at her entrance. She lowers herself onto me slowly, and I feel every inch sliding deeper as her walls tighten around me.

“Did I tell you how beautiful you are?” I hardly recognize my own voice.

Her lopsided smile appears and heat rises into her face. “Once or twice. But I’m happy to hear it again.”