Our gazes lock and hold, and the corners of Nikolai’s lips curve. “Come on. You like the idea of being my slave. There’s nothing to be ashamed of.”
The tight fist clenching beneath my ribs loosens. Some of the sexiness I felt as a result of our deal flows back in. Gratitude for his ability to throw that switch in me washes the rest of the shame and judgement away. I reach for his face and pull it down to mine, giving him a kiss. I suddenly want to climb him like a tree. To reward him for being so damn kind to me through this whole process. From the minute I barged in on his game trying to give him my car until now, he’s been a hundred times more considerate than I’ve expected.
His hand cups my ass as he returns the kiss. “What was that for?” he asks when we break apart.
“I just… it was a thank you. Because you’ve been amazing.”
“Amazing, huh?” He unbuttons his jeans. “Why don’t you show me your gratitude?”
I lick my lips, the nerves I had last night returning as I sink to my knees in front of him. It’s not that I don’t know how to give a blowjob. I totally do. I think I’m pretty good at it. I just want Nikolai to think so.
You don’t have to perform. His words from last night echo against the walls I built for myself, and I’m filled with even more gratitude. I grasp the base of his cock and stroke it.
His cock lengthens in my grasp, bobbing for me. I flick my tongue against his frenulum and then swirl it there.
“That’s it, little bunny. Let me see that pretty mouth of yours stretch around my cock.”
I lift my gaze to his and hold it as I part my lips and slowly take him into my mouth. He shudders, his balls drawing up and releasing, his cock thickening and lengthening even more. I taste the salt of his essence as I concentrate my sucking around the head then take him deeper, into the pocket of my cheek.
“Mmm, that’s so hot, Freckles. You look so good when you suck my dick.”
His words are crass, but they turn me on. I attempt to take him deeper, into the back of my throat. I’m not good at it—I usually gag, but I want to try. He holds still, and I go slowly, working on relaxing the muscles of my throat to take him deeper, deeper.
When I lift my gaze again, he’s right there with me, watching closely like he understands I was testing my own boundaries. I pop off for a minute to let my jaw relax.
“Now I’m going to need that shirt to come off.” He tugs it over my head, then pinches one of my nipples. “You have the sweetest tits.”
I cover them with my hands. “By sweetest, do you mean smallest?”
He pulls my fingers away and holds them taut above my head, pinned together with one hand. With the other, he slaps the side of one of my breasts lightly two times—a punitive little spank. “I mean perfect.” He pinches the other nipple and holds it clamped between his fingers, which makes me gasp as my pussy grows slick.
When he releases my hands, I return to my job, grasping his cock and feeding his length into my mouth. I swirl my tongue underneath it, then use my hand to pump as I take him in and out, so it feels like all of him is in. All the while, my hips undulate and swirl, my own arousal growing stronger with every bit of pleasure I give.
“You’re so pretty on your knees.” Nikolai gathers my hair at the back of my head, then uses it to push my face over his cock. He’s in control now—nothing for me to do, but follow his lead. It’s degrading, but I love it. I like feeling used by him, an object for his pleasure.
I don’t want to unpack why or what it says about me.
Nikolai’s movements grow faster, jerkier. More frantic. I hold onto his powerful thighs for stability, and I feel them shake as he grows close to climax. “Are you going to be a good girl and swallow?”
I attempt to nod around the cock stuffed in my mouth, humming my agreement, even though I’ve never managed to swallow before.
Nikolai says something in Russian that sounds like a curse, then lets out a string of words before his balls draw up tight, and he comes. His cum is hot and salty hitting the back of my throat. I pull off in surprise, reminding myself to relax my gag reflex. I swallow it down, then take him into my mouth to suck again, drawing another orgasm from him.
He continues to speak in Russian, caressing my head and stroking my cheek. Then he grasps my elbows and pulls me to stand. “Come here, little bunny. I know you need to come, too.” He bends me over the edge of the bed and gives my ass a flurry of slaps.