89. Chapter 89

89

Wren

D turns around and steps closer.

My eyes trace the contours of his muscles, his heat enveloping me, and I can smell his soap, that familiar scent that's become a part of my world.

"What are you thinking, krasotka ?"

Fuck, how is his voice so goddamn hypnotic?

I stand there, letting his fingers curl around my chin, tilting my head up so he can peer into my soul. His eyes are like a goddamn vortex, pulling me in deeper.

I press my body against his, our lips hovering just inches apart. My eyes are wild with longing, my mouth yearning for a taste of him.

" Krasotka, " he growls, and in an instant, I am wet.

My hand slides under the towel, grabbing hold of his throbbing cock. He moans, his eyes narrowing with primal need as I stroke him.

In a flash, the towel is gone, and his massive, rock-hard cock stands proud. He growls, his eyes fierce with lust, and he pushes me to my knees.

"Put it in your mouth, krasotka ," D commands.

Yeah, right. Like I'm some submissive little bitch. Please.

I lick my lips, giving him a seductive glance, but I'm not gonna let him call the shots. I'm the fucking boss here, and he's gonna learn that real quick.

My fingers tighten around his shaft, stroking him slow and hard, drawing out his pleasure, torturing him with my touch.

"You like that, baby?" I whisper, my eyes burning with lust.

"Suka, " he groans, his head tilting back, his muscles tensing under my grip. "Fuck, Wren, you're gonna make me lose it."

I grin.

With a few more strokes, I have him moaning with need. Then I lean in, my tongue flickering against the tip of his cock, teasing him, making him gasp with desire.

" Krasotka, " he breathes, his fingers tightening in my hair, his grip strong but not forceful, his eyes blazing with need.

I grin, my tongue flicking around the tip of his cock, teasing him, driving him wild.

His shaft twitches in my hand, and I can feel him pulsing, throbbing, begging for more.

Slowly, I open my mouth, my lips wrapping around the head of his cock, my tongue swirling against the sensitive flesh. I take him deeper and deeper, inch by inch, his tip pressing against the back of my throat.

D's hips move faster, his grip on my hair tightening as he pushes me to move in and out, faster and faster. The wet, sloppy sounds of my mouth around his cock fill the air, his shaft throbbing, begging for release.

But I'm in charge here.

With a pop, I pull his cock out of my mouth, my tongue still teasing the sensitive head, my fingers still stroking him, keeping him on the edge.

"Fuck, Wren," he growls, his hands sliding down my body, his touch sending electric shocks through my skin. "I can't take it anymore. I need to be inside you."

"Mmm, is that right?" I tease, my tongue flicking against the sensitive spot under the head of his cock, my fingers continuing their sinful dance. "What makes you think you get to call the shots?"

With a growl, he pulls me to my feet, his hands working feverishly to undo my jeans, his mouth on mine, hot and desperate.

But I shush him, putting a finger to his lips, a mischievous smile playing on my face. "Not so fast, baby," I whisper, pushing him backward to the bed.

I straddle him, my hands roaming over his chest, tracing his muscles, my mouth finding his nipple. I suckle him, my tongue teasing the sensitive skin.

I push him back onto the bed, a wicked grin on my face as the nightstand's dim light casts shadows across his body.

"Tsk, tsk, baby. Patience is a virtue," I tease, unbuttoning my shirt one agonizingly slow button at a time. The fabric slides off my shoulders, revealing the black lace of my bra, and D growls, his eyes glued to my body.

"Goddammit, Wren," he hisses, reaching for me, his fingers itching to grab me, to rip my clothes off.

But I'm not done yet.

I slowly slide off my jeans, revealing the matching black lace panties underneath. D's eyes darken with desire as he takes in the sight of me.

With a teasing smile, I lean down and take him into my mouth, sucking and teasing with long strokes of my tongue. D moans, his hips bucking up to meet me. But I have full control now, and I don't let him take over.

My nails dig into his thighs as I continue to suck on him, taking every inch of him into my mouth until he's trembling beneath me. And then I pull away abruptly, leaving him panting for more.

I stand up and slowly unhook my bra before tossing it aside. D's eyes follow every move hungrily as he watches me crawl back onto the bed toward him.

"You're so goddamn beautiful," he growls, pulling me close and capturing my lips in a fierce kiss.

"I know." I beam and return his kiss,

His hands grip my waist, tugging me close to him, his mouth devouring my nipple. His tongue flicks across the sensitive skin, teasing and tantalizing, his teeth nipping just hard enough to make me gasp. He knows my body, knows how to play me like a goddamn instrument.

My panties are wet, my hips grinding against him, begging for more. But D's not done yet. His other hand reaches down, pressing against the outside of my panties, my clit throbbing under his touch.

"You're soaking, Wren."

Fuck, yes, I am, and I'm ready to ride his cock like a goddamn bronco.

His finger slides into my soaked cunt, curling inside me, and I moan, my hips bucking against his hand. My eyes flutter closed, my head tilting back as I give myself over to the sensation.

I reach down, my hand wrapping around his cock, stroking him, teasing him, making him moan. Our desire builds like a goddamn inferno, our bodies straining against each other, our breaths coming in ragged gasps.

"D," I whisper. "I want you inside me."

I straddle him slowly, grinding against his hardness to intensify the pleasure building in my clit. He groans in response, his hands reaching up to squeeze my tits, pinching my nipples between his fingers.

"You're fucking killing me," he growls in a guttural voice. But I can see the flames blazing in his gaze, mirroring the fire spreading through my body. Unable to withstand the desire any longer, D grabs me by the waist and ruthlessly thrusts his hard cock inside of me.

My breath hitches as I feel him filling me up completely, making me whisper, "Fuck," under my breath.

My heart races with the fear of being caught by Alex next door, but the thrill only adds to the intensity. With my eyes locked on D's, I begin to move my hips, riding his hard cock like my life depends on it. Every thrust takes me closer to the edge as I surrender myself completely to him.

His hands grip my hips, guiding me and urging me on. I can feel his muscles tense beneath me as he matches my movements, his own pleasure building with each thrust.

D reaches up and cups my breasts in his calloused hands, squeezing them with a fierce hunger and pinching my hardened nipples.

"Oh fuck, fuck!" I gasp. "I'm fucking coming."

Suddenly, D's hand covers my mouth, muffling my screams as I orgasm hard, my juices dripping down his hips.

But D isn't satisfied yet; he flips me onto all fours, my ass in the air and vulnerable to his every whim. I can feel the heat radiating off of him as he positions himself behind me.

Without warning, he thrusts into me hard, hitting all the right spots inside of me. My body jolts forward at the sudden, forceful entrance, but it only adds to the pleasure coursing through me.

"You like that?" D growls in my ear as he pounds into me relentlessly.

"Yes," I manage, my breath coming in gasps, my voice shaky with desire. "Fuck, yes."

I can barely form a coherent thought as the pleasure overwhelms me. All I can do is moan in response, urging him on. His hands grip my hips tightly, controlling my movements as he continues to ravage me mercilessly.

With each thrust, I feel myself getting closer and closer to another intense orgasm. The thrill of not making loud noises only adds to the fucking inferno raging between us, making us more daring, more primal, more fucking desperate for each other.

My fingers claw at the sheets as he fucks me mercilessly, harder and harder, faster and faster.

"You're mine, krasotka, " he growls, his voice hoarse with lust. "Come for me. Now."

So I do.

With a guttural groan, he slams into me one final time, his body tensing, his cock throbbing deep inside me as he spills himself into me, his hot cum filling me up.