I wiped my wet mouth with my other hand. “Do what you want. I have my gun now. I’ll shoot anybody that comes near you.”
Chuckling, he ran his fingers through his hair. “God, I wish my problems were that easy. You’re so fucking perfect. I can’t wait until life leaves me alone so I can enjoy every minute with you.”
“Me too.” I put his cock back into my mouth.
“I love how you suck on my cock.” Groaning, he thrust up. The tip hit the back of my throat.
Damn. You’re so big.
My eyes watered. I kept my tongue down.
“Take it out so I can fuck you.”
Nope. You’re not taking over this time.
I continued to suck.
“Fuck, Ava.” Pumping his cock in and out of my mouth. He gripped the back of my head again. His fingers weaved through my hair.
“So close, Ava, so fucking close.”
Still moving my head up and down, I closed my eyes and moved my tongue around his cock.
He roared. “Dear God!”
I pulled it out to give me a moment to breathe. Once I caught my breath, I was back on his cock, sealing my lips and sucking as hard as I could.
When I pulled it out again and looked at him, he wore the expression of a deranged man.
I widened my eyes.
Ragged breaths rode the edge in his voice. “Tell me what color do you want the walls in your jail to be. Pink, purple, or blue?”
“Don’t lock me up, baby.” I licked his cock with several laps—from his balls to the tip. With each lap, he squirmed in the chair. I could tell he wasn’t used to being this helpless and I loved it.
You’re not the only one that can figure out how to dominate.
I explored him more with my tongue. His cock was so big. His circumference was so thick. I pressed my tongue along the sensitive nerves underneath the tip of his cock. I’d read that was one of the main spots that drove a man wild while getting his dick sucked. I flicked my tongue, following around the head of his cock.
He gripped my head harder almost hurting me. “Get up.”
No. I’m in charge.
I sucked his whole length all the way in.
A gasp left him.
That drove me crazy. My body craved him so badly. But this moment wasn’t about me. The focus was Misha. He had to relax and prepare for whatever he would face.
Lifting from the seat a little, he rocked into my mouth. It took great strength for him. I matched his rhythm with my mouth. Taking control, he went deeper into me. My throat trembled at the bump of his cock. I made myself relax, gagged, and let the saliva fall all over his cock.
He groaned loud.
I moaned along with him, and his rhythm shifted to quick pumps. I gazed at him while he fucked the shit out of my mouth. The whole time he watched me. Desire blazed hot in his gaze.
His voice grew hoarse. “Damn it, Ava.”
My body hummed with need.
“Fuck!” His cock jerked in my mouth. Hot cum spilled onto my tongue. He bucked into me. Watching him, I swallowed down the salty fluid.
“Aww yes.” He groaned. “Suck it all up, Ava.”
I swallowed every drop.
His whole expression shattered. “I’m going to make you my wife.”
Shocked, I slowly moved my mouth from his cock and licked my lips.
He glared.
“What?” I blinked. “Don’t look at me that way.”
“You suck me off like that and think I’m going to be focused on anything else but you?”
“I’m trying to help.”
“I don’t even remember what I’m doing now.”
“You’re going to Paris.”
“The hell I am!” He scowled.
“Misha, focus.”
His phone rang. He made no move and continued to watch me.
I raised my eyebrows. “Are you going to answer that?”
He wiped the sweat off his forehead, searched his pockets which were now by his knees, and answered, “What the fuck?”
I giggled.
He snapped his attention to me and spoke into the phone, “You damn right you’re interrupting. Go ahead.”
I rose from the floor.
Misha tried to grab me.
I jumped back. “Focus.”
He hissed and went back to the phone. “What? Say that again.”
I walked over to my side of the table and sat down.
Misha’s gaze remained on me. “Are you sure that’s their location?”
I took a sip of the orange juice to take the salty taste of his semen out of my mouth.
“Good job. Wake up Maxwell and Naveen. Tell them we’re going to talk to the Xecutioners.” Misha hung the phone and returned to scowling at me.
“Stop looking at me that way, Misha. I sucked you off to make you happy and relaxed.”
“You do realize that I was already severely obsessed with you and now. . .”
“Now?”
“I’m completely consumed.”
“Is that why you proposed? Or do you usually ask people to be your wife when they give you a blowjob?”