Page 30 of White Rabbit
“I see I’ll have to learn it,” she said.
I pulled her under the warm water and started washing her with the shaving cream I kept in the shower for removing dried blood. “It would be wise, Moya Koroleva.”
“That’s a new one. The name and the shaving cream.”
I chuckled. “Shaving cream and lube—best things for dried on blood. I prefer to save the lube for other things, though.”
“Jacking off?” she teased.
I shook my head. “I wish I hadn’t fucking promised not to ever hurt you because you need a spanking.”
Her eyes darkened at my threat, her breathing accelerating as I fisted her wrists, holding them over her head while I drew my slick hand over her chest. The move wholly unnecessary, but it did the job. She tried to shimmy closer but I held her in place, switching from the shaving cream to the soap from my wall dispenser, slowly running my hands over her, finding all her sensitive spots, even after she was fully clean.
“Valariy,” she moaned. “Let me touch you!”
My hand skimmed into the short curls of her pussy. “Tell me why I should, naughty girl.”
“So I can please you. So I can worship your cock and show you what a good girl I can be.”
Blyat!Fuck fuck fuck.
My did bobbed, throbbing at the promise of her mouth on me and the idea of seeing her on her knees while she did it.
I rinsed us both then guided Brecklyn over to the built in shower bench. I sat and pulled her between my knees. Leaning in, I took one of her nipples into my mouth, drawing hard until she gasp. Her fingers forked into my hair.
“You know…” she murmured. “There’s pain…and there’s pain.”
“What are you saying, Moya Koroleva? Be clear.”
“Spanking…rough-ish sex…would be okay. things that happen in our bed, meant for pleasure and for meanness.”
“So I could spank you when you get mouthy, then?” I said. “But never for anger. I would never abuse you.”
“I wouldn’t want you to.”
“Brecklyn…”
“Yes?”
“Get on your knees and worship my cock like you promised. Do it now.”
She sucked in a breath, her eyes dark from her desire, water droplets clinging to her lashes and making them glisten. I pushed her hair back from her face.
“Do we have a problem?” I asked. I caressed my hands along her sides, my thumbs trailing along her ribs and slim waist.
“No problem,” she confirm, resting her small hands on my shoulders before she moved to get on her knees. “Just taking you all in.” She wrapped her fingers around my cock and stroked upward. “You’re just so big everywhere.”
“Problem,” I asked again. We would have an issue if she said yes.
“No.” She grinned. “I think I’m going to like it a lot.”
“I’ll see that you do, but you better get to attending my cock.”
“Yes,Pakhan,” she murmured, looking at me through her lashes. A rumble growled up my chest at the honorific. It was the first time she used it and it surely wouldn’t be the last.
She leaned forward to take me in her mouth and I grasped her chin, stopping her and tilting her face to look at me.
“You will call me that often in bed.”
