Page 42 of Cookie: Part One
“I… I want you,” I whine, running my tongue over his neck, making him grit his teeth.
“FUCK!” he pants, swiping all the books and shit from the table next to us before he lays me down, my heart pounding as my hips shamelessly grind, rocking like they’ve got a mind of their own. “I crave you,” he snarls, yanking off my shirt, immediately taking my titties into his huge hands, sucking my nipples, making my back arch and pull his head closer.
“MORE, MISHA! MORE!” I cry out with desire, shaking with a burning need for this man that’s eating me alive. Unconsciously, I reach out, and I go stiff, shocked when I come up empty-handed, and he cages me in, chuckling.
“I see you’re greedy today as vell, huh?” he grins devilishly, kissing down my body. “You vant zhem too?” he chuckles, and I blush, pussy clenching as I turn my eyes away, embarrassed. “Don’t be embarrassed, Pechenye, I like it… I like you vanting zhem…” He pops the buttons on my jeans and I swear it’s like I can feel my heart skip with each motion.
“I…” God, what am I even trying to say right now? Why am I this messed up about these people? Why does my plan always seem to fly out the window when this man comes into the picture, killing my resolve? When he snatches off my jeans and panties, spreading my legs over his wide shoulders, I quiver at the sight.
Shit!I bite my lip, holding in a whimper.
“You vhat?” He places a kiss on my wetness, humming gently, running his lips along it while watching my eyes.
“I… I d-don’t understand w-why I’m l-like this. Th-this i-isn’t no-normal,” I pant, struck with lightning as he lifts me up, “HHHOOOLLLYYYY FFFUUUUCKKKKKK UUUUGGGGGNNNNN!” I wheeze as he glides his tongue all the way, starting from my asshole, swirling it around to my pussy hole, growling, sucking hard as fuck, not only my clit but my hole itself.
“Fuck normal, Pechenye,” he hums against me. “Normal is boring… normal doesn’t get your pussy ate by a stranger in greenhouse. Normal doesn’t get you fucked and sucked by ze people who desire you… normal doesn’t get you me.”
His words strike a chord in me.Normal doesn’t get me him…It’s like he’s saying that Dimitri and Nadya come with him, and if I reject them, I lose him. I don’t know why in my fucked up head, I’m giddy about something like that when this man can never be mine…the debauchery of it all, but I like it.
“You… you’re engaged to be married, Misha… a-and my life is back in the states. This is a fantasy world to me… none of this is real. It’s just a dream that I’ll wake up from when it’s time to go home. But,” I sit up, guiding his head to my pussy.
“I’m okay with dreaming… and I don’t care that you’re engaged. I’ll fuck youand themuntil I have to wake up from my fantasy, s—” The door to the greenhouse opens suddenly, cutting me off.Shit! Please don’t let that be Grandpa Viktor or the family!I try to shield myself, but all too quickly, Misha is in front of me, body tense.
“Kakogo khrena tebe nado? Ty zhe znayesh’, chto menya zdes’ ne pobespokoyat.”(What the fuck do you want? You know not to disturb me in here.)Misha tells the guy, who bows with his hands at his side.
“Prinoshu izvineniya za bespokoystvo po povodu vashego vremennogo naslednika, no vas zovet Pakhan.(My apologies for disturbing your downtime heir, but Pakhan is calling for you.)
“Poluchil soobshcheniye, pereday yemu, chto ya cherez minutu(Message received, tell him I will be a moment.)”
“Po tvoyey vole ya dostavlyu soobshcheniye(By your will I shall deliver the message.)”The guy stands straight and leaves. I go to get up from the table, but Misha turns and takes me by the neck before he eases me back down.
“Vhere ze fuck do you zhink you’re going?” He frowns, growling, and my heart stops.
“I… I was g-getting dressed. I… I d-don’t know what he s-said, b-but I heard him say Pakhan s-so it must be important, huh?” His eyes rake over me, bringing heat wherever they land.
“You zhink it’s more important zhan zhis?” he questions and runs his hand up my swollen pussy lips.
“Uggghhhnn!” I moan, shaking, swallowing. “Honestly… probably, but… from the way you’re looking at me, I’m not so sure.” I shake.
“I prioritize vhat I vant…” He drops to his knees, watching me with cold eyes. “Zhis… you are priority.” He nuzzles my pussy, and I hate how much I’m eating up this lip service. Pyper already gave me the rundown on this man several times…so why?
“S-so d-does that mean you w-will do what I want?” I ask, and he kisses my pussy.
“Da, if you stay, I’ll give you anyzhing,” he growls, and I shudder at those words, which seem real.
“Th-this sounds a lot l-like commitment.” I eye him and he raises a brow.
“So?”
“I told you I don’t do commitment, or love.” He chuckles at my words.
“You do vhat zhis pussy tells you too… vhatItell you anditto do. So if tell your pussy commit, it commits. If I sayyouanditare mine.” He nibbles my pussy lips and I shudder, pussy juice leaking all down my ass with alarm bells ringing in my head. “Zhen you do not question your Master and be mine.”
This is stupid as fuck… I should get up from the table and be content with what I got. I know he don’t mean shit he’s saying. I’m probably like a shiny new toy for him to play around with, but I don’t care.
My tired, boring ass day-to-day life… I’vehadnormal, and look where that got me. Afraid to even step outside. But for some reason… with this man, I feel unreal. I want him for the time I can have him.
“Then for now…” I sit up on the table. “Uhm… s-since I’m sore, can y-you j-just gently eat it? Please, Misha,” I whisper shyly and he chuckles, tightening his arms around my legs, breathing in my pussy.
