Page 70 of Velvet Vengeance


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I nod, finally finding my voice. “Yes, I understand.”

“I need to hear you say it again.”

“Yes, I understand,” I repeat, my voice stronger this time.

“Now tell me what you want.” Andrey’s voice takes on that commanding tone again. “Say it.”

“I want you,” I blurt out, the words tumbling from my lips, a truth that resonates deep within me.

Andrey pulls me to him, his lips crushing mine. His hands grab my ass, pulling me against him. We start to spiral into the dark mists of desire for him once more. The danger lurking outside fades away.

Andrey abruptly draws apart and wastes no time ripping my dress off, making me gasp at the intensity of his actions. The fabric rips, exposing my lacy lingerie, and his eyes now burn with a dark, feral lust. Beneath the smoldering intensity, there’s a steely, commanding glint.

A mix of fear and desire coils through me, sending heat to my core and making my nipples harden.

“Take off your underwear,” he demands, his voice low and hoarse. “Show me what you’re giving to me.”

I obey, my fingers trembling as I unclasp my bra, letting it fall to the floor. Andrey’s gaze is fixed hungrily on my breasts. I slide my panties down my legs, baring myself completely to him.

He reaches down, roughly grabbing my breasts. He squeezes them, eliciting a moan from my lips. “You like that, don’t you?” he asks, his voice low and husky.

I nod, my breath coming in short gasps as he pinches my nipples hard. “Yes,” I gasp as the pain shoots straight to my clit.

“And what about your tight little pussy?” He scrapes his fingers bruisingly up my thighs, yanking my legs apart so hard I nearly topple over.

He runs a hand over my mound, and I moan. He steps back, his eyes holding mine. “Open your folds and show me how wet you are.”

I hesitate for a moment before complying, my fingers trembling as I spread my lips apart, revealing my glistening wetness. Andrey’s eyes take in the sight, and he steps forward, his fingers tracing a path up my thigh.

“You’re so wet,” he growls when his thumb eventually brushes against my clit. “I can’t wait to taste you.” He lifts my chin, looking into my eyes. “Do you want me to taste you, princess?”

“Yes.” I feel like a deer caught in powerful headlights, mesmerized by the warm beams but trembling with fear at the impending doom, and I’m powerless to move away from it.

“Yes, what?” Andrey’s grip tightens on my chin.

“Yes, Andrey, I want you to taste my juices that are flowing just for you,” I have no idea who said those words. It’s like my tongue has taken control and shut my brain out of the command center.

“That’s my girl,” Andrey leans forward and kisses me before dropping to his knees.

“Oh!” My moan echoes around the room as his mouth closes over my pussy as he begins to lick and suck at my swollen flesh.

My hands grip his hair, and I grind myself against his face. “Oh, yes.”

I bite my lip, but I’m not sure if I’m allowed to shout out or not. But I can’t chance losing Andrey’s soft tongue and the suction of his mouth, or I think I’m going to die.

“You taste so good,” Andrey growls, his tongue darting in and out of my pussy as he expertly brings me closer and closer to the edge.

Just as I’m about to come, he pulls away, his lips glistening with my juices.

“Noooooo!” I cry, and before I can stop myself, my hand finds my clit, and Andrey grabs my wrists.

He eyes me angrily. “Not yet,” he snaps. “I didn’t say you could cum.”

Fuck! Am I supposed to beg? I’m panting and in pain. Not the kind of pain that an aspirin can cure. The pain that only riding his rock-hard cock can cure.

“Please.”

“Control, princess,” Andrey’s eyes and voice soften, and he leans in and kisses me. “Do you taste how sweet you are?”

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