The Bookie (Chicago Bratva 6)

I step forward and lower my forearms to the bed, pushing both her knees up and open. I take one long swipe of my tongue up her slit then lift my head to watch her reaction.

Seeing nothing but lust in her expression, I slide my hands under her ass to lift her to my mouth, so I can feast on her sweet, feminine folds. I suck her labia, lick all around them, nip her outer lips, her inner thighs. I squeeze and knead her ass and work my thumb into her pussy while I suck her clit.

“Nikolai,” she gasps. “Oh!”

“Hmm,” I murmur with satisfaction. “Now you’re wet.”

“Yes.” Her hips buck beneath my lips.

“Don’t come, Freckles. Not until I give you permission, understand?”

She nods, brows down. “Okay.”

This isn’t a game I’ve played before, but I’m not oblivious to the master-slave fetish. I didn’t know I was into it until now, but then again, I’ve never had my own personal sex slave before.

I’m suddenly not sure why I’ve denied myself for so long.

Later, another night, I will lick her sweet pussy until she comes, but tonight I can’t wait any longer. I’ve had blue balls all day, even though I jacked off watching her dance around in her bra and panties this morning.

I sit back and withdraw my thumb. Chelle blinks those golden eyes at me. I like having her gaze pinned to me this way—so attentive. So present.

“Roll over, pretty girl, and spread your legs.” I get up to grab a condom from the nightstand.

She scrambles to comply, turning over to lie flat on her belly and spreading her legs wide.

“Good girl.”

I rip open the condom package and roll the rubber on as I climb over her. I run my palm over her ass. There aren’t any marks from the spanking I gave her Wednesday. I can’t decide if I’m relieved or disappointed.

I liked seeing my handprints on her as much as I loved the way she squirmed and made those sweet little sex sounds while I spanked her.

I give her ass a light slap now, and she rolls her hips. I kneel between her legs and rub the head of my dick over her entrance. She’s juicy, her flesh plump and slick. Welcoming.

She is tight, though, so I go slowly. She moans softly as I fill her.

“You feel that, Freckles?” I say, my brain scrambling with the pleasure of arcing in and out of her. It’s not just the physical sensation although that’s incredible. It’s the entire situation. It’s the fact that it’s Chelle and that we’ve made this deal. I push in deeper, picking up to a careful, even rhythm. “That’s the cock you’re going to come all over,” I tell her. “But not until I give you permission. Understand?”

She doesn’t answer.

“Do I need to make you call me master, little bunny?”

“No,” she gasps. “Sorry. I understand.”

“Good girl.” My cock swells even more with pleasure. I won’t last long.

I shove in harder, but she’s so light I scoot her up the bed with each thrust. I grip her nape to hold her in place. She gets even wetter, like that turns her on.

“You like being held down, Chelle?” I ask.

Her pussy’s molten now, deliciously slick but tight.

“Hmm?”

“Maybe. I think so,” she gasps. She arches her ass up to meet my thrusts, making her slender back curve in the most delicious way.

I chuckle. “I think so, too. I’ll definitely be tying you to this bed, little bunny.”

Her pussy clenches around my cock.

“Uh oh. You’re not trying to come are you?”

“I—I, oh God.” She orgasms.

“Bad girl.” I fuck her harder. Faster.

Her fingers twist into the sheets. She lifts her head. “Yes… yes.” She sounds desperate even though she’s already come. Maybe I didn’t let her finish.

Too bad. She broke my rules. It’s all about my climax now. I put a snap into my hips, slapping her ass with my loins, driving deep with a brutal force.

“Blyad.’ Blyad’!” I shout as my balls draw up tight. I slam in deep and fill the condom with the most satisfying orgasm I’ve had in years. Maybe ever.

Chelle comes too, her internal muscles squeezing and pulsing around my dick, making me come even harder.

I don’t want to ever stop, it feels so good. I close my eyes and savor it, then withdraw and shove into her again to wring a little more pleasure out of both of us.

“Next time you disobey me, I’m going to fuck that cute little ass of yours,” I growl, lowering my head down to bite her shoulder.

She climaxes a little more, and I’m flooded with warmth and affection for her. I kiss down the column of her neck as I settle between her legs for a moment. She makes a soft humming sound that seems to fill all the empty spaces in my heart.