Page 64 of Cookie: Part One
“C-can I, Master?” I tremble, already close. “C— Ughhhnn c-can I h-have y-you?” I moan and he yanks me down hard, staring into my eyes.
“Vhat ze fuck do you meancan you?” he growls, dick pulsing in me, slamming down hard. I shudder, cumming, pussy clenching, milking him greedily as I fall down onto his chest.
“M-Master… I lo—” A sudden, sharp vibration pulses through the air, coming from his night stand. Misha groans, burying his face in my neck, and I hold him as he rustles around for his phone. He pulls the sleek, black phone up and glances at the screen, his expression instantly hardens, losing all trace of the man I know.
“It must be important.” I try to get off him, high key glad I was interrupted because… like what the hell was I about to say? But he forces me to stay put, still hard and inside me.
“It’s Pakhan,” he mutters.
“Ughnnn, th-then it’s very much so important,” I pant, sweating.
“But you are even more important to me,” he groans, making my heart sputter.
“Master, ughn.” I melt on him, grinding again.
“Da.
“More.” I look up at him.
“Take vhat belongs to you zhen, sveetest.” He lays there and neither of us say anything. I just do as I’m told and take everything, and the moment feels so full.
Full of him.
Full of love.
Full of desire.
The phone in the other room vibrates again and I lean back against Misha, running my hand over his leg, listening to the water in the bath trickle as I lay on his chest.
“Grandpa Viktor is going to be mad at you,” I warn him and he hums, pulling me close.
“It’s not more important zhanyougetting vhat you need from your owner.” He kisses the top of my head and I try not to smile like a Cheshire cat, but I can’t help it.
“Misha, you really say some off the wall stuff to a person you barely even know.” I stand, letting the rose water we’re sitting in trickle down my body as he continues to lean back, big ass arms spread over the side of the tub, eyes on mine before he lifts his hand and grabs my ass, yanking me to him so my pussy is in his face.
“You alvays know how to piss me off, Pechenye, but I love zhat about my sveet girl, too,” he hums, kissing my pussy, running his long tongue over it, collecting the water leaking down from it and fist my hands into his hair, licking my lips, wishing I had pussy against my lips as well.
“Sorry, Master. I’ll make it up to you later,” I moan and he chuckles.
“I look forward to zhat.” He kisses my pussy and stands, pressing the button to drain the tub and turn on the shower to wash us off. After he’s done, he dries me off and packs me to the bedroom. He walks over to the dresser, grabbing a dress for me and sliding it onto my necked body just as the phone vibrates again.
I turn to look at it, seeing Veronica’s name, and my heart sputters, but he pulls my face back to his kiss my lips.
“I’m going to see vhat Pakhan needs… you go down for breakfast.”
“Okay, but when we come back…?” I trail off and he chuckles, pulling me in for one last, hard kiss, loving the way his tongue demands and takes what it wants.
“You are insatiable,” he grunts. “But da, vhen I get back, you can have vhatever you like.” He stands, going over to the door. I wave bye to him, watching him go before I scramble out of bed, I spray myself thoroughly with the perfume, and open the door just a crack to peek out. I spot a large, silent man in a black suitposted outside the door. Misha has not been playing about the guards watching over me since the incident.
I leave the room and immediately, more than a few of the staff avoid my gaze, ducking out quickly like they have something urgent to scrub off the walls. While others nod politely, their eyes holding a wide, too-bright shine,making me run off and toward the dining hall, but I pause at the door because I can hear a lot of people.
Ugh…. I don’t want to go in there!
I pace in front of the eatery chewing my nail, listening to the laughter and shit, knowing that once my Black ass steps in there it’s going to make the mood awkward as fuck…well duh, bitch!
“Oh, Connie!”Fuck!I turn to see Nadya waving at me from the breakfast nook, sitting on Dimitri’s lap. Next to them, I see Pyper, who’s looking at me likebitch, if you don’t get your ass up in here right the fuck nah!
Ugh…
