Page 38 of Tainted Empire

I lick my lips, remembering how it feels to be fucked with this magnificent cock. His shaft strains upwards in a thick curve, the veins bulge and look appetizing. Then I lick him from the base right to the tip before taking him into my mouth. My eyes roll back in my head and I moan just as I feel him jolting awake.

Finally. You’d think for a Bratva leader, he’d be a light sleeper.

“Oh, fuck…” he groans, his hand finding my hair. “Gabriette? What are… fuck…”

I smile past his girth and continue to suck him, taking him past my gag reflex and using my hand in tandem. I’ve done this so many times that I know as soon as his grip tightens on my hair and his legs tense up, that he’s close.

So I stop, instead sucking his heavy balls into my mouth.

He breathes out and I peer up at him through my eyelashes. “What the fuck, Malyshka? Do you want to kill me?” he groans, arching from the bed. “Why did you stop?”

“Shh,” is all I say before latching onto his cock again, sucking him within an inch of his life and stopping.

He growls and grabs my hair, but I place my hand over his and lift up.

“Were you just about to push my head down?” I ask, raising my eyebrow. I feel bad when I see the guilty look on his face, so I move up to straddle him, cupping his bearded cheek in my hand.

Then I lean down and whisper, “You’ll come when I say so,” before grinding my already wet pussy down his length.

His eyes roll back in his head and I can tell by the way the muscles in his neck are tensed up that he’s having a hard time with this.

Pun definitely intended.

“Mikhail look at me,” I say in a low voice and his eyes shoot open. Oh, the pissed off in his mismatched eyes only makes my pussy throb more, so I offer him a sweet smile. “Do you want to fuck me, baby?”

“You’re playing with fire,” he growls, grabbing my hips, but I rip his hands away and place them next to his head, leaning down.

“I know exactly what I’m doing, mio re,” I say, holding his hands down next to his head. “And you will come when I say you can. Do you understand me?”

His eyes widen slightly, then he smirks and stops fighting, breathing out a sigh. “As you wish, Malyshka, use me,” he says, and I don’t quite like the look of triumph on his face.

I slip my hand between our bodies and line his cock up with my entrance before lowering myself slowly. He sucks in a breath through his teeth and grips the headboard.

“Fuck, I’ve missed this pussy,” he groans when I start to move my hips, his breathing coming in short spurts. “Goddamn heaven.”

I lean forward with my hands on his chest and grind onto his thick cock, its curved length hitting my g-spot perfectly. I really don’t want to show how much I’ve missed this as well since he’s wearing that cocky grin on his face. But the more I bounce on his cock, the more my resolve is slipping.

Sitting up, he runs his hand in the valley between my breasts and goosebumps pucker all over my skin. Bringing both his palms towards my breasts while I grind on his cock, he caresses my nipples with the pads of his thumbs, drawing one pink bud into his mouth.

“I’ve missed you,” he whispers, trailing kisses from my nipples to my neck, nipping gently at the sensitive skin. “Use me however you want, Gabriette.”

Then he claims my mouth with a chaste kiss that deepens considerably. His fingers are up in my hair, his hard body flush against mine as I moan into his mouth. This is our first kiss after months of being apart, and I don’t want it to fucking stop.

I’ve craved him, even after everything. Love can be cruel, that much I know, but it can also feel like the very air you breathe.

The first trembles of my orgasm hits and I arch my back, letting out a loud moan and he lays back down, grabbing my hips. My pussy grips his length and he groans, forcing me down harder.

Out of breath, I come down from my high and fall forward, my hands on his chest. He’s wearing that grin again, as if he’s won something, and it just makes me feel more mischievous.

So at the first signs of him getting close, the way his legs tense and his mouth falls open… I grab his hands, pin them next to his head and stop grinding on his cock.

His eyes shoot open and he glares at me. “What the fuck, Gabriette?” he growls, thrusting upward but I shake my head.

“You said I can use you however I want, so this is how I’m going to use you,” I say, out of breath. “You’re not allowed to come until I say you can, Mikhail, and you won’t force me down on your cock, either.”

The disbelief on his face is almost comical, but I stifle a laugh. He’s done this to me so many times before, I think it’s only fair that I return the favor. I love the fact that he’s no longer wearing that cocky grin anymore, though.

“You can’t be fucking serious,” he exclaims.