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It was a long time before he broke the kiss, pushing up onto his elbows, his hands and eyes going to my breasts.
He was stroking and kneading at my pliable, fleshy tits, gaze on what he was doing, as he said in an idle voice, “You must be starving.I’m starving.I’ll order some food.”
With that, he pulled out of me.
Both of our eyes were drawn down between our bodies to watch his still hard, wet cock slide out of me.
He sucked in a breath at the sight, but swiftly moved away, picking up the phone beside the bed.He spoke to me as he punched in a number.“Come here,” he ordered.“Sit on the edge of the bed right here, and suck my dick clean while I take care of this.”
I don’t know what it was about him that made me do just what he said, no matter how outrageous, but I was quickly sitting in front of him, mouth full of his semi-hard dick, sucking him clean, his hand in my hair, gripping and pulling, as he ordered us room service.
I wasn’t paying any attention to what he was ordering until he pulled the phone away from his mouth and addressed me politely, his voice even and completely unaffected by the fact that his dick was in my throat.“Does that sound appetizing, dear?Should I order anything else, or will that suffice?”
I nearly laughed as I pulled my mouth off his cock with a wet little pop.“I’m sure whatever you ordered will be fine,” I said sardonically.
“Very good,” he responded, pushing his dick against my lips, thrusting back in.“That will be all,” he said into the phone, and hung up.“Fuck,” he said, a catch in his voice now.“I love fucking your mouth.Keep it up, but I’m not coming in your throat this time.Get me nice and ready to fuck your pussy again.”
It didn’t take much before he was rock hard and bucking into my mouth again, humping his erection deep down my throat, rutting so relentlessly that I was sure he was going to come in my mouth this time.
He pulled back suddenly, popping wetly out of my lips.“Turn around, baby.On your hands and knees, on the edge of the mattress, ass up in the air, face down on the bed.Show me that pussy.”
I did it, feeling languid, relaxed, and somehow needy for him again.
I’d barely gotten into position, on my elbows and knees, ass up in the air, when he thrust into me so quickly, his hips slamming hard into my ass, that I was filled before I knew his intent.I was wet and ready but I was so tight and he was so big that it caused a delicious friction that bordered on pain.
My head fell forward, and my mind went feverish.He hiked my hips up into the air and slammed into me, dick bottoming out.He did it over and over again, pulling almost all the way out, then slamming me back onto his cock.
It was brutally pleasurable, the angle just perfect, and I went out of my mind with the ecstasy of it.
“I’ll never get enough of my raw cock in this juicy little pussy,” he grunted into my ear, humping into me, hips slamming into my ass with every hard, jarring thrust.“Because it’s mine.Who does this sweet, tight pussy belong to?”
“You.”I could barely get that one word out.Pleasure had nearly taken away my powers of speech.
Nearly, but not quite.It felt so good, him rutting rough and sodeep inside of me, that I may have started praying out loud at some point.Of course, the one I was praying to was named Kashnikov, the god of spectacular sex.
It got really phenomenal when his language switched from English to Russian.I was quickly learning that this meant he was close to coming, his thrusts jack-hammering into me, the very feeling in the air intensifying.
I was closer.I started clenching around him, mind going blank as my body came apart, wracked with pleasure.
His cock twitched inside of me for long minutes after he finished, and he gave these impossibly sexy, involuntary thrusts as he rubbed out every single bit of his long orgasm.“You feel that, lapochka?You feel my cum spurting into you, filling you up?Your cunt feels it.It knows who it belongs to.That’s why it’s milking me so good.”
Room service arrived soon after, and I barely moved.I ate too much, mostly because Mr. Bossy fed me every bite, and he wouldn’t let up until he thought I’d had enough.
He pulled my limp body into the shower, washing every inch of me personally and thoroughly, his touch soft but insistent.
It was jarring, his switch from rough to tender.
“Is there time for a nap?You wore me out.”
“Yes.You can sleep for a bit before dinner.We don’t have to be on time.How do you prefer your coffee?I’ll order some from room service for when you wake up.”
“A cappuccino.Thank you.Will you nap as well?”It was a struggle to keep my tone even as his soap covered hands caressed my breasts.
He rolled my nipples between his fingers, his mouth at my neck as he answered, “No.I wish I could, but I don’t think I’d let you sleep if we laid down together.Besides that, I have some work to do.”
He dried me himself, and put me in bed, even tucking me in.He kissed my forehead sweetly, then went and shut the balcony doors, and drew all of the curtains, darkening the room.
“Goodnight.I’ll wake you when it’s time to get ready for dinner,” he said before he moved into the next room, closing the door.
