Her eyes are heavy-lidded and there’s a lazy, happy smile on her face that makes me laugh despite how miserable I am. She has the sweetestI just came hardlook I’ve ever seen, and I’ll never get tired of seeing it.
She cups my cheek with one hand, letting her thumb graze part of my scar. “My turn,” she practically purrs.
I smile and lift her up and off my cock, groaning at how tightly she clenches around me the whole damn way. There’s a bamboo shower seat in the corner that I’ve never had a use for, but when I set her perfect, bare ass on it, I’m thrilled to see it does actually serve a purpose. Gina’s way too short to just get on her knees in front of me, but this bench puts her at the perfect height.
“Good thinking,” she says with a grin, sliding her hands down my abs before gripping onto the tops of my thighs and leaning in to run her tongue over my thick head.
It’s not like this is the first time she’s had her mouth on my dick, but she’s never actually giving me a full blowjob before. Usually, she’s too impatient to get me inside her, but I also know she’s a bit intimidated by my size and worried that she won’t be able to take me all the way in.
Running my fingers through her hair, I do my best to ignore the way she’s licking and sucking on my head and tighten my grip on her enough to have her raising her eyes to me.
“You know you do not have to do this, right?”
She rolls her eyes at me and runs her tongue over me in a way that has me inhaling sharply and doing my damnedest to keep my hips still.
Letting go of my cock with an audible, wet pop, she looks up at me and says, “Stop worrying so much, Dima, and fuck my mouth.”
She smiles even wider when the next words out of my mouth are in Russian. I swear it’s become her own personal mission to get me to the point where I can’t think in English. Fisting her hair, I guide her back to my head. I can’t take my eyes off the sight of her opening wide for me, so trusting and willing for me to use her however I want.
Her lips wrap around me, and I let out a groan when I feel her tongue dance along my skin. Forcing myself to be patient, I slowly feed her my cock, letting her get used to my size one inch at a time. When I’m about halfway in, her fingers dig into my thighs as she gags around me.
I manage to conjure up enough English to say, “Relax, baby. Is okay.”
Her big, grey eyes are tearing up, and I’d be lying if I said it didn’t turn me on to see it. She notices when my erection grows even more, and I give a shrug and a guilty smile.
“Sorry, beautiful, but there is no stopping it. You look too damn sexy choking on my dick.”
She runs her tongue over me, teasing the living hell out of me while I bring my thumb down to brush away the tears that are still streaming down her face.
“I will try to be gentle, but if it is too much, smack my thigh, and I will stop. Okay?”
She nods her head yes as best she can before digging her fingers into me, letting me know she’s ready for more. I smile down at her and fist her hair tight enough to have her inhaling sharply through her nose while I feed her another inch. Her lips are spread tight against me, looking like they’re about to split at the corners, and my shaft is covered in her spit. With one slow thrust I bury myself in the wet heat of her mouth and let out a groan when her lips hit bottom.
“Fuck,” I growl in Russian, looking down at the sight of her taking me all in like the good girl she is. “Relax, baby,” I tell her when she realizes she can’t breathe. “I’ve got you.”
I tighten my grip on her hair and start to pull her back up the length of me. She whimpers around me, sucking in a big lungful of air as soon as she can before I slam her back down. Her tongue runs over me, and when I pull her back up again, she gives my head a hard enough suck to make my eyes roll back into my head.
“There’s my wicked girl,” I say, giving her a wink.
She flicks her tongue against me and relaxes her jaw even more, allowing me to fuck her as hard as I want. Gripping her hair, I hold her still and thrust into her. Part of my brain is on high alert for the slightest tap on my thigh from her, and the other part is too far gone to care about anything except how damn good this feels. When I feel her moan around me, it sends me over the edge. I let go with a growl, burying myself inside her, looking down at her tear-streaked face and the desire and love in her eyes has me unloading more than I thought possible into her sweet mouth.
Her throat constricts against me, swallowing everything I’m giving her, and when I’m finally empty, I smile down at her, watching her lick and suck me clean. When she finally slides me out of her mouth, she gives me a triumphant smile that makes me laugh. I run my thumb over her cock-swollen lips before picking her back up again.
“My God, Belova, every part of you is so damn perfect.”
She shakes her head as if I’m nuts and leans in to kiss me, making me forget about everything else except the taste and feel of her.
Chapter15
Gina
Isqueal at Jamie and wrap my arms around her. “I’m so glad you could make it!”
She laughs and hugs me back. “Are you kidding? Like I was going to miss the chance to see you and Dima together.”
Her big smile lights up her face while her eyes dart around the apartment in open curiosity. Subtlety was never Jamie’s greatest strength. When Dima walks up, her smile grows even bigger.
“Nice to see you stopped being such a dumbass.”