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We’d been through so much these last six months, but I wouldn’t have it any other way, not if this was the only path that would lead us to where we are now. I admire my stunning engagement ring and the sizable diamond. I love it because it’s not overly big in size, it’s quaint like how I prefer my jewelry.
My body goes into shock, and I clench my thighs as my pussy is zapped, stirring a slow hum in my core.
“Elanee, are you okay?” Sienna asks, noticing my sudden change in demeanor.
The not-so-subtle vibration on my pussy goes up a level, and my throat tightens. “Yeah. I um. Can you excuse me for one second,” I’m quick to say as I grab my phone and try my hardest to walk normally to the bathroom.
My jaw is locked tight, and I immediately call Dmitri. He answers on the first ring. I open the door to the bathroom, relieved that no one else is inside.
“Cricket, you ignored my text message,” he says knowingly.
“You can’t be seri—”
The toy in my panties kicks up, and I almost keel over with it. I desperately enter the first toilet booth, close the door behind me, and sit on top of it.
“Dmitri. Stop, I’m ha-having coffee.”
Fuck, but it feels good.
“You left me all alone,” he says, and I can imagine him pretending to pout.
“You knew I was coming.”
He chuckles. “Oh yes, you are.”
I don’t have the energy to fight him on the ‘coming’ comment. I inevitably roll into the comfort of the toy and the sweet relief it’s going to give me. When I started working again a week ago, he made me promise to wear my panties so when he felt ‘lonely’ we could ‘be together.’ But this wasn’t in the office.
“Why so quiet, Cricket?” he asks and the tempo on the toy picks up.
“You don’t seem very sick right now,” I hiss. I’d never met a man to have such stamina, considering he’d faced death twice in the last six months.
“I’m fisting my cock right now because you’re not here to do it. So maybe I am feeling a bit lonely.”
The speed kicks up again, and my eyes are rolling into the back of my head. “Fuck me, Dmitri.”
“Tonight, sweetheart. But first, I want you to beg,” he says sensually as the tempo picks up again, and I’m teetering on the edge.
“You really are the devil,” I whisper as I’m about to break apart.
He chuckles as the toy goes completely still. My eyes burst open, expectantly.
What the fuck?
I was so close.
“Dmitri,” I growl.
“That’s not what I wanted to hear, sweetheart. You’ll really have to beg for it tonight.”
“Don’t you—”
He hangs up on me, and I curse under my breath.
This mother fucker. I bite the edge of my nail. Now my pussy is pounding expectantly, waiting for the high and explosion of bliss. And he knows without a doubt I’ll be straddling his cock within the next thirty minutes.
I look at my wristwatch, I should have time to go home for a quickie before work.
That mother fucker has me on an entirely different leash.
