She wanted – needed – to have him come inside her mouth, knowing that if he did—-
“I’m coming,” Vassi gritted out.
She sucked hard on his dick.
A second later, and Vassi cursed, his body arching as his dick shot out a load of cum down her throat. More followed, and she swallowed them all, her throat knowing when to just let everything go down so that she wouldn’t choke on Vassi’s hot, sticky seed.
When it was over, she slowly released his cock from her mouth. Straightening, she licked her lips dry, and she saw Vassi’s gaze darken.
Shaking his head, he asked in amusement, “Are you trying to seduce me?”
“Is it working?”
Reaching for her, he released the first button of her pajama top. “What do you think?”
Her breath caught, and she found herself unable to speak as he continued to unbutton her top. “V-Vassi?”
But he still didn’t speak, and instead he gently pushed her down until she was lying on the rug. He loomed over her, his eyes glittering as he unclipped the front clasp of her bra.
The cups fell away, baring her breasts, and he lowered his head.
His mouth took one nipple in, and she squeezed her eyes shut. The pleasure always seemed hotter than she could ever remember, and she couldn’t stop herself from clutching his broad shoulders as he began to suck on her nipple. He kneaded and caressed her breasts, making her writhe with need. He lavished her other nipple with the same attention, and it was so, so good that she couldn’t help but cry in protest when he lifted his head.
His eyes gleamed with dark amusement. “Patience, leech. I promise, it will get even better.” He tugged her pajama bottoms off her legs as he spoke, and as he worked on tugging her panties down, he murmured, “A lot better…”
And then his head disappeared between her legs.
She covered her mouth as she screamed, her mind splintering at the sensual havoc his mouth created. It felt like he was doing everything possible to drive her insane with desire, with the way his mouth sucked on her clit, his tongue licking her folds, and then later on thrusting in and out of her pussy, fucking her with his tongue—-
She began to tremble, harder than she ever had, and she could no longer catch her breath. “V-Vassi—-” It felt too much, and for one moment the sheer depth of her pleasure frightened her. “Vassi, please—-” But she no longer knew what she wanted to ask.
For him to stop?
For him not to stop?
It was all too confusing, and it was just impossible to think, with his tongue still pushing in and out of her core, causing her body to shudder again and again.
When her orgasm finally came, it took her completely by surprise, making Seri buck against his head. But Vassi didn’t let up, and she found herself sobbing against the back of her hand, trying to keep her cries down as her orgasm swept her away.
Seri was curled up in his arms like a sleeping kitten as Vassi quietly carried her back to her room. There, he laid her gently on the bed and carefully tucked the covers around her. Straightening, he was about to leave when he caught sight of her phone.
There were a few missed calls, and his jaw clenched when he realized who it was.
His fist clenched and unclenched, but in the end jealousy won and he found himself unlocking Seri’s iPhone to read her messages.
Maximilian: If eleven’s good for you, how about meeting up at the lab and then we can have lunch off campus? See you tomorrow, sweetheart. Don’t dream of me too much, and remember – if you need me to make you come…
“I think we should take you to the doctor,” Misha said seriously the next day.
No. Don’t bother. I hate hospitals. It just reminds me of Mom.
That was what Seri wanted to say, but she couldn’t.
Because like a stupid little fool, she had stayed up most of the night crying into her pillow, crying under the shower, in the tub, crying so hard that she seemed to have fooled her mind into thinking pain was the only thing she craved.
And so when Seri woke up, it was to a raging fever that left her feeling utterly debilitated and woozy.
Sergei touched her forehead. “What do you think, baby girl?” he asked gently. “Do you want to go to the hospital?”
She managed to shake her head.
“Want us to call Vassi?”
She shook her head, not because she didn’t want Vassi taking care of her but because she felt like she didn’t deserve it.
Earlier, she had woken up in the middle of the night, and the first thing she did was to check her phone, hoping that she would see a text message from Vassi.