Page 111 of Wrapped in Perfection

"I love what goes in your mouth. Especially when you wake up," I tease her, referring to how she woke me up with a blowjob this morning.

She teasingly moves her foot up my thigh and close to my groin.

I move my hand up her smooth inner leg.

She inhales deeply and squirms.

"What's wrong, kotik?"

She seductively licks the cashew then pops it in her mouth. "Nothing."

Little vixen.

I hold her leg in the air and brush my lips on the inside of her calf while dragging my fingers down her leg.

Her chest rises and falls faster.

"I think I want my appetizer now." I graze my finger over her panties.

She holds out her hand. "Do you want a nut?"

I grunt. "Is that what you'd prefer me to eat?" I kiss the inside of her thigh.

"No," she whispers.

"That's good, kotik. I think I need something a bit more substantial." I bunch the bottom of her dress in my fists, and she lifts her hips. I push it up to her stomach.

I groan inside when I see she's wearing a thong. Her ass was made for one. It's going to drive me even crazier all night.

To taunt me, she holds her hand out again. "Sure you don't want to try a nut?"

I rip her underwear off her. The delicate material splits from her ass, and she gasps. "Put another thong on before we leave," I mumble while diving toward her pussy.

"Dmitri!" she cries out and grips my head with both hands.

I bury my face in her heat and massage her ass cheeks. I roll my tongue around her sweet sex, flicking it on her clit, sucking every delicious piece of her.

She squeezes her thighs around my neck, writhing and moaning, her whimpers getting louder until she's begging me to let her soar.

If we didn't have to be at this event, I would feast on her all night. Her pleasure is my drug. Every tremble of her body stokes my adrenaline until she's digging her fingers into my head so hard, I think I might bleed.

"Oh fuck!" she screams and convulses harder when I don't remove my mouth, sucking her clit and flicking it at the same time, faster than before.

When she can't come anymore, I release her.

She pants in her aftermath, and I kiss her mound and stomach. "We need to go. I'll grab you some new panties."

I go into the closet, select a thong, then go back to the couch and slide them up her legs. She grins and wiggles her foot.

"Demanding little kotik, aren't you?" I tease and slide her shoes on her feet. I help her off the couch, and she straightens her dress out.

She hands me the bottle of water. Her beautiful face is still flushed.

I drink half of it then tug her into me. I palm her ass. "This dress is sinful on you."

She unfastens a button on my shirt then traces over part of my chest tattoo. "I think clothes are overrated." She presses her lips to mine. "Maybe we should stay at home?"

I groan. "We have to go. Besides, if I don't take you out, you're going to become a hermit." I spin her and lead her to the elevator. A new coat is in the closet for her, and I pull it out.

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