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“You’re beyond beautiful, lapochka.You’re stunning.You set me on fire.Now kiss me.”
I raised my face, stood on my tiptoes, and pressed my lips to his.
He devoured me, sucking at my tongue, licking at my lips until my gloss was sucked clean.
When he pulled back I tried to retouch my lipstick, but he wouldn’t let me.Apparently that was a thing of his.He liked my lips bare and swollen from his amorous attentions, whether it be his mouth or his cock.
I loved it, loved the sense of ownership he showed for me.
I just wished it wasn’t fake, or that the way it made me feel was.
The wedding was outside, and it was a beautiful day.
I couldn’t remember the last time I’d been to a wedding, but I could remember that they usually made me feel sappy and romantic, or at least do more than roll my eyes.
This one was an exception.It was unfair, but the more I liked Kashnikov, the more I disliked his cheating ex, and I had a hard time getting sappy over her wedding when I’d seen the way she still looked at him.
She definitely wasn’t over him.And he clearly wasn’t over her.
I hated it, and it put a sour taste in my mouth as I watched her sweetly saying her vows.
I kept stealing glances at Kashnikov’s face, but whatever he felt, he was hiding it well.
I touched his leg, making him look at me.
His brows shot up, and he grinned wickedly, bending down to speak into my ear.“Did you forget what I said about you touching my leg in public?”
I kissed his jaw, and whispered in his ear.“I’m wet, Kashnikov.”
With a groan he started kissing me, almost pulling me into his lap.
I was sure we were causing a scene, and I didn’t care.At least his mind was on me, and not her.
After a brief, intoxicating taste, he pulled back with a curse.“This is getting out of hand,” he rasped into my ear.“I need you again.I can’t wait until after the reception.As soon as they finish their vows, I’m going to take you upstairs, and fuck you again.My cock is craving the grip of that tight pussy of yours again.Look at my lap.You’ve got me fully aroused at a wedding, you naughty girl.”
I glanced down, and swallowed.I brought my mouth to his ear.“I want to go down on you right here.I want to deep throat you right this second.I want to suck you off and swallow every last drop of your cum in the middle of this prim and proper crowd.”
He pulled back, giving me an approving look.He stroked a hand affectionately over my hair and whispered, “How quickly I’ve corrupted you with my filthy mouth.”
The second the ceremony was over, and the crowd began to disperse, he was moving, pulling me with him back to the room.
He was all over me in the crowded elevator, fondling me, kissing me, whispering sweet nothings in my ear.“I underestimated this attraction,” he said quietly, for my ears only.“My self-control is shaky when it comes to you.I’ll never get enough.”
I didn’t let myself hope that he really meant any of it, but his words still affected me.
I had to change my dress before we could go to the reception.He’d spurted cum all over the other one.
Also, I had to shower.My skin’d gotten the same treatment as the dress.
We’d barely even made it in the door of our suite before he’d shoved my dress up and rammed his cock home.I’d finished fast, but he hadn’t been far behind, pulling out, pushing me down, yanking my breasts out of my dress and coming all over my tits.
His accent had been thick and mesmerizing as he told me how he loved to mark his territory with his cum.
I shivered just thinking about it, mind still stuck on it.The man had me sex-obsessed.
My wardrobe change was a tiny, nude cutout dress that showed off my legs, a large patch of my toned stomach, and a generous amount of cleavage.
We were alone in the elevator as we headed down to the reception.He didn’t look at me as he reached a hand into the cutout at my cleavage and fondled me, tweaking my nipple gently.“Your pussy must be swollen and sore.I’ve been working you hard.I’ll keep my dick out of it for the rest of the day, but don’t worry, I’m still going to own that ass, and fuck these tits.”
