Page 54 of Born into Chaos

“Tap my leg if it’s too much.”

“What do you mean too much? Why can’t I just pull back and tell you?”

He gives me a wink and keeps a tight grip on my hair as he uses his other hand to guide the head of his cock to my lips. Pre-cum covers his head, and as soon as it hits my lips, I’m licking and getting my first taste of him. I was afraid it wouldn’t taste good, but it’s oddly arousing to swallow a piece of him.

“Fuck,” he growls when I wrap my lips around him and give him a suck. “I’ve imagined you on your knees for me so many goddamn times, Sveta. Every time you made a smart-ass comment, I thought about fucking your sweet mouth.”

I laugh around his cock, because that means he thought about me all the damn time. The vibrations of my laugh pull another groan from him, and when he slides in another inch, I briefly panic at the thought of all this dick going down my throat.

“Easy,pcholka,” he murmurs. One hand still fists my hair while the other caresses my face. “I’ll never give you more than you can take, and don’t worry,” he says with a soft laugh, “this won’t take long.”

I nod as best I can and try to relax. I’m not much for giving up control, but that’s what I do for Vitya. With my eyes on his, I grab his thighs and let him use my mouth. I’m not a natural at this. I also wouldn’t say I look particularly sexy while doing it, but he doesn’t seem to mind that I’m gagging and crying and that spit is sliding down and falling off my chin. In fact, he seems to fucking love it, and the next time he slides in and hits the back of my throat, making me gag and my eyes spill over again, he growls my name and lets go.

The wet heat of him fills my mouth as I watch him come undone for me. The veins beneath his gorgeous tattoos stand out as he throws his head back and buries himself inside me. His hand softens in my hair. I can’t see anything but the toned stomach right in front of me, but I can hear his heavy breaths and the satisfied sigh he gives as he starts to grow soft.

“Goddamn,” he says with a laugh. He slowly pulls me off him. Staring down at me, he runs his thumb over my swollen, wet lips. “I knew this smart mouth of yours had to be good at something other than yelling at me.”

“Keep talking and next time I’ll use teeth,” I warn.

He just smiles and caresses my cheek. “There’s that stinger again.”

I try and hide my smile, but he sees it. Holding out his hand, he helps me up and then surprises me by pulling me in for a hug. It’s not an awkward,thanks for the blowjobhug, it’s a good hug, a great hug, the kind that completely envelopes you and makes you feel safe and loved. I relax against him, resting my head on his chest and listening to the steady beat of his heart while everything else fades away.

“I do love you. You know that, right?” I whisper the confessionagainst his shirt, not sure if he was joking earlier or what exactly he feels for me, but I want him to know how I feel.

He kisses my head and whispers, “I love you, too, Sveta. I have since the moment I saw you leaning over me, begging me to not die. It’s why I asked your dad for the job. I felt I owed you my life, but I also just wanted to be near you, even though I knew it would hurt.”

I fist his sweater and look up at him. “Is that true?”

“I’ve never lied to you, and I never would.”

He cups my face and tilts me up to him.

“I wasn’t sure if I even wanted to live that night, but you looked so beautiful, and you were so determined to keep me alive. When you visited me in the hospital, I knew I needed to put distance between us. Even then, I knew you’d be my weakness.”

Reaching up, I lace my fingers behind his neck and pull him closer so his mouth is on mine. His hands slide down my body to cup my bare ass while he kisses me slowly. His cock is still pressed against my stomach, growing harder with each passing second. I’m all set to just lay back down again, but our luck runs out and Samantha wakes up. The soft cries coming from the kitchen are going to get loud fast if we make her wait too long.

He lets out a frustrated groan while I smile and give him another kiss. “Don’t worry. She’ll nap again soon.”

Giving my ass one last squeeze, he reluctantly lets go and takes a step back. He’s fully hard and jutting out from his opened pants, and I take a few seconds to appreciate the view.

“I thought I was being really generous when I drew you, but I wasn’t even close.”

He laughs and tucks himself away. “You drew me naked?”

I ignore his question and look around for my panties and bra. When I bend over to grab them, I hear him hiss out a breath.

“Jesus, Sveta. I’m trying to get my hard-on to go down.”

I laugh and spread my legs a little more before looking up at him. The dark look he’s giving me is a power trip that I should probably never be allowed to have.

“See something you like, Vitya?”

He groans and scrubs a hand over his face. “I don’t suppose begging for mercy will help.”

I slip my panties on and slowly pull them up as I stand. “You’re a lot of fun to tease,” I admit, “but I’ll do my best to rein it in since we have a baby to take care of.”

Samantha gives another cry, this one a little louder and more insistent than the last, but before Vitya goes to get her, he closes the distance between us. One arm wraps around me and the other cups my breast as he kisses me. It’s a hard, searing kind of kiss, the kind that leaves me breathless and wanting more.

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