Page 139 of Vendetta Vows

I pull back, tracing the sensitive ridge with my tongue before plunging back down. Each time I take him, I go a little deeper, a little faster. My hand wraps around what doesn't fit in my mouth, moving in rhythm with my lips.

The taste of him, the weight of his cock on my tongue, and the sounds he's making pushes me on. I look up through my lashes to find him watching me, his golden eyes burning with desire.

I begin to move with more confidence, establishing a steady rhythm. My free hand slides up his thigh to cup his balls, gently rolling them between my fingers as I work his shaft with my mouth.

"Aurora," he gasps, and hearing my chosen name on his lips as I pleasure him makes me moan around him.

The vibration makes him buck his hips, pushing deeper into my throat. Instead of pulling back, I relax and take him further, surprising myself with how much I want this and how much I want to please him. To make him feel as good as he makes me feel.

I pull back, letting his cock slip from my mouth with an audible pop. The way Ruslan's eyes darken sends a thrill through me, knowing I can affect this powerful man so deeply.

"You like watching me suck your cock?" I ask, my voice husky and unfamiliar to my own ears.

His jaw clenches. "Yes."

I stroke him slowly, my grip firm but not tight. "Tell me how much you like it."

"I love it," he growls, his accent thickening with desire. "Love watching your pretty lips stretch around me."

The praise emboldens me. I dip my head, running my tongue along the prominent vein on the underside of his shaft. His thighs tense beneath my free hand.

"Is this what a pakhan likes?" I tease, swirling my tongue around the sensitive head. "Their wives on their knees?"

"Yes," he manages through gritted teeth.

I take him deep again, hollowing my cheeks as I suck harder. His hand tightens in my hair, not controlling but anchoring himself. I moan around him, loving how he fills my mouth completely.

Drawing back again, I maintain eye contact as I trace the tip with my tongue. "Do you remember that other morning?" I ask, stroking him steadily. "When you held me upside down while I sucked your cock?"

"I do." His voice is strained, control slipping.

"Mmhmm." I lick a bead of pre-cum from the tip. "I'd like that again."

He groans, his hips jerking involuntarily. "Fuck, Aurora."

"Yes, that's next." I smile wickedly. "But only if you're a good boy and give me what I want."

Before he can respond, I take him deep again, relaxing my throat to accommodate his size. His breath hisses between his teeth as I work him mercilessly, using every trick I've just discovered drives him wild.

"If that's what you want," he warns, muscles tensing.

"It is," I tell him, releasing his cock from my mouth. The slick sound makes me blush, but my embarrassment fades beneath the heat of his gaze.

I lie back on the floor, my wedding dress bunched beneath me like a makeshift bed. The contrast strikes me as deliciously scandalous: me naked on the remnants of my designer gown, my body flushed and waiting.

Ruslan looms over me, his golden eyes burning with hunger. He shifts his position, positioning his body above mine but upside down. His strong arms slip under my hips, lifting me slightly as he brings his face between my thighs again.

I reach up, taking his cock back into my mouth as he hovers above me. The angle is different, allowing him to slide deeper. I moan around him, the vibration making him twitch against my tongue.

Then, in one powerful movement that steals my breath, Ruslan straightens and lifts me completely off the ground. My world tilts as he hoists me upside down, and my legs instinctively wrap around his neck for stability.

The blood rushes to my head, intensifying every sensation. His cock slides deeper into my mouth in this position, and I take him eagerly, letting my head fall back slightly to open my throat.

His hands grip my thighs, spreading me wider as his mouth finds my center again. The first stroke of his tongue in this new position makes me gasp around him. Everything feels more intense. Gravity pulls me down onto his mouth while simultaneously helping me take him deeper.

I suck him harder, my hands gripping his thighs for stability. The muscles beneath my fingers are tense, powerful. His strength holding me effortlessly in the air both terrifies and thrills me.

Ruslan's tongue circles my clit before plunging inside me, making me scream helplessly around him. The vibration of my moan makes him groan in turn, the sound reverberating through my core.

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