He considered that, then shrugged. “Yes.”
“That’s predictable at least.” I grinned.
Sasha’s hand slid to the small of my back, pulling me closer. “That’s enough for today.” Kyrill flicked his cigarette into the dirt, crushing it under his boot.
“Tomorrow,” he said, “we try again.”
I groaned.
But somewhere in the quiet, shifting darkness, I had the feeling this might be the beginning of something resembling a friendship between Kyrill and me.
Chapter 33
Sasha
Iwokeuptofinda wet, hot mouth wrapped around my dick. Blinking, I slowly cracked open one eye and looked down to see Addy’s head bobbing between my legs.
“Fuuuuck!” I groaned huskily.
Addy hummed around my length and hollowed her cheeks. Reflexively, I buried my hands in her hair and pulled the long brown strands back so I could see better in the dim light of dawn.
She repeatedly swirled her tongue around my crown until my hips were bucking up desperately. Then she took me all the way to the back of her throat, gagging and drooling all over my cock.
“Goddamn!” I couldn’t take my eyes off her. “You’re fucking spoiling me, baby. I’ve never had a better wake-up call.”
My chest rose and fell rapidly and a slight sheen of sweat built up on my skin.
She fondled my balls, stroking the sensitive skin underneath, and I couldn’t stop myself from thrusting my hips upwards.
Fuck, fuck, fuck.
If she kept going like this I would blow my load way too soon.
“You’re gonna kill me.”
Gripping her hair tighter, I tried to gently coax her off my cock. She resisted briefly but then released me with a pop that left my jaw slack.
Addy stared up at me with heated eyes, her lips swollen and her hair mussed, and I felt my chest tighten.
The goddamn prettiest thing I’d ever seen.
Her delicate fingers were still playing with my sack when she innocently asked, “Why’s that?”
“Don’t play innocent with me, Little Devil. You know exactly what you’re doing.”
Her pinky was slipping below my balls again, making me tense involuntarily.
“Do I?”
“You’re really earning your nickname today.” I huffed in amusement and pulled her up onto my lap, trapping my throbbing erection between our bodies.
Addy pouted. “I wasn’t finished yet.”
“Get in line. I don’t think I’ll ever be finished with you,” I growled.
Cradling the back of her head, I tilted her face up and crushed my lips to hers. I swallowed her moan, pinning her to my chest with one arm around her waist. My cock was leaking pre-cum on my stomach as she rubbed up against me like a cat in heat.
The only thing hiding her body from me was one of my shirts she’d designated as her “sleepy shirt”. She looked good enough to eat in it, and if I wasn’t so possessive, I probably wouldn’t have bought her new clothes in the first place.