The Soldier (Chicago Bratva Book 4) by Renee Rose

Author:Renee Rose [Rose, Renee]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Burning Desires
Published: 2021-06-14T18:30:00+00:00

10

Kayla

A shudder of pleasure runs through Pavel when I lick around the head of his cock and then take him into my mouth. I love sucking Pavel’s dick. I love how submissive it makes me feel, how glorious the ultimate act of service is. This time, though, I’m determined to make it the best blowjob of his life. I’m a pleaser. I hate feeling like he’s disappointed in me, and the need to get out of trouble and earn his praise drives me to use everything in my arsenal. I take him deeper than I have before, going slowly to practice relaxing my gag reflex until I get his full length into my throat.

His hand fists in my hair, but he makes no sounds. This guy always holds himself back. It makes me try all the harder. Sometimes I wonder if a guy was just nice to me, I’d be bored. I’m certainly never attracted to the nice guys.

Not that Pavel is mean. He’s attentive, and there’s an outline of respect even when he’s being completely disrespectful. He takes care of my needs. He’s just… not nice. But who cares? Some of us like rough. There’s nothing wrong with that, no matter what my roommates think.

I suck hard, drawing my mouth slowly back, listening for Pavel’s harsh intake of breath, sensing the tightening of his fingers in my hair. I wait long enough to create urgency before I take all of him back into my mouth, into my throat. He lets out a groan.

I’m wet just from his pleasure, from my subservient act, from taking on the role of slave.

Pavel’s breath grows ragged as he starts to gently guide my head, and then eventually takes over, directing the action with his fist in my hair.

I nearly come myself when he chokes and then groans, shooting his essence down my throat. The salty taste burns a little, and I pull back to swallow. I wipe my face with the back of my hand. “Master?” I chose this moment strategically. He’s always more generous after he comes or after he’s broken me.

He looks at me with those cool, grey eyes. I know I pleased him because he just got off, but it doesn’t show in his face.

When he doesn’t answer, I rush forward, “Can I be over your knee for my punishment?” I saw he’d laid out pillows in the center of the bed, and I know exactly how he intends to use them, but I would so much rather have the intimacy of being over his lap—being close to him, especially because this is real punishment. At least I think it is. It’s so hard to tell if anything’s real with Pavel.

My emotions are real—that’s what matters. I’m already close to breaking, and he hasn’t even started. I crave connection.

“Is that what you need?” He brushes his thumb across my lower lip, and my body responds like he’s a musician bowing my strings.

“Please, Master.”

“Da. Come here.” He tucks his cock away and stands, lifting me by my wrists to stand.

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