27. Valentin

TWENTY-SEVEN

Valentin

S he's trying to fucking leave me. Again. Kicking the back of Dani's ankle when she jumps down from the table she stumbles and rage fuels me as I pull down with all my force. I catch the swinging metal so it doesn't fall on her head, it would probably knock some fucking sense it to her, I throw it behind me.

My hands are bound, and I rip at the tail of the leather with my teeth unravelling the restraint she made far too fucking quickly, like she knew it from fucking memory. Grabbing her hair, I wrap it around my fist leaving my belt on one wrist.

"You do not fucking leave me," she hits my chest with an oof as I pull her back and I wrap my arm around her waist keeping her in place as I roar, "for a second fucking time!"

Twisting her body to free herself doesn't work and she drops all her weight down. The momentum pulls me forward but it's not enough that she will ever get away from me. Shaking the belt loose I press my knee into the back of hers until she's on all fours and my Dani has fire, spitting back at me. "Get the fuck off me, you huge prick. "

She throws her head back, catching me in the chin as I push more of my weight into her. Perfection. She's perfect for me, the fight inside of her is always hidden but it's there covered by her absolute divinity. Kissing her nape before it's covered I wrap the leather around her neck making a leash. I'm kind enough to make sure there's two fingers of space so she can breathe before I buckle it up and slowly stand, letting the leather move through my relaxed fist.

My beautiful Dani is leashed, tethered to me physically and sits up on her knees.

"You're breathtaking, Dani mine."

The awe in my voice isn't faked, she's ethereal kneeling for me. Her head jerks as I tug on the leash, and she lies so sweetly, "I hate you."

Lust darkens her eyes and voice; my little liar hates herself for not being able to hate me.It's something we have in common so we can form our own little club while I make her mine.

She follows the movement as I tug again until she's stood in front of me, and I squeeze my dick to get some control. Those dark eyes follow my hand, and she smirks. But she doesn't remove the belt, she turns it, so the buckle is under her chin. I have the fucking thing wrapped around her pretty little neck but there's only one person in control. And it isn't me.It never has been.

Stepping back until my arm is straight in front of me, she slowly rakes her eyes down my body. My dick is harder than it's ever been, I undo my button and fly so I don't come in my boxers. She bites her lip letting out a small laugh knowing how fucked I am. Dani turns wicked with an evil gleam in her deep brown eyes as she looks behind me and her husky voice threatens to undo me.

"Take a seat Mr. Vartanov, I wouldn't want you to be uncomfortable during the show." Her voice is pure honey mixed with the filthiest sex making it even smoother to my senses.

One hand on the belt and the other on my dick, I'm the bitch being led around as Dani flicks her chin to a chair behind me. I walk backwards so I don't lose a single sight of the powerful artist in her domain and her smile gets wider. Each step is excruciating, and my resolve turns to steel at her claim.

"If you come before I do, you have to stop playing with me. "

My tone is rough matching my movements as I pull her forward by her pretty little neck. "And when I don't?"

She presses her palms flat against my chest gently pushing me back until I sit down, and I wish she had her paint splattered overalls on with paint on her skin. It's all around us so we're definitely going to be covered in it by the time I'm done with her.

Leaning into my face, she coos, "Then I'll play with you one last time."

The last three words are unnecessary when there's never going to be a last time. We spent a night lying to ourselves, telling each other bullshit about how this would all go away in the morning. Would it fuck? We're intrinsically bound together.

Her tongue flicks my bottom lip, and she rewrites everything I thought I knew about us both.

"Now be a good little slut for me and open your mouth."

Steadying herself with a hand on my thigh, she reaches over my shoulder as my lips drop open without any thought. She owns me, not in this moment but any of them.

Pulling a half empty bottle of champagne closer, she uncorks it with her teeth. I'm jealous of that little piece of wood being spat across the room. Her lips don't touch the rim and I can hear the bubbles popping as they're exposed to the air. The bottle hits the floor with a heavy thud, and she grabs my hair dragging my head back until I'm looking at the ceiling.

The bubbles flow from her beautiful mouth to my bitter tongue, it's a sexy as fuck waterfall. Her lips don't touch mine and she grips my hair harder with her order.

"Don't swallow." Spitting into my mouth, she watches the liquids mix and sweetly kisses the corner of my lips. "Good boy, you can swallow now."

I nearly choke and my hand speeds up, stroking my dick faster at her words.Fuck, I want Dani to call me a good boy again.

Wrapping the belt around my fist, I pull as soon as she moves her hand. My artist falls forward with a gasp landing straight on my lips. My hands move in a blur brushing the straps of her dress off her shoulders and she moans into my mouth and widens her legs between mine. Her confidence is the biggest turn on, she's not afraid of what she wants and picks my hand up off my dick to place it between her thighs, soaking my hand.

Hooking my middle finger under the belt around the back of her neck, I pull her head away while my lips and tongue protest.

"Still hate me?" Timing my question with a slap against her pussy, she grabs my dick and leaks even more.

She shows just how pathetic I am as she slowly strokes me from base to tip and palms the head of my dick, feeling how much precum is collecting for her. Her voice is soft and it's wrecking me.

"Don't you know? Hate fucking is the best."

Dropping down to her knees, before my jealousy can find a voice, Dani waits until she has my full attention to turn more dreams to reality.

Big brown eyes, her hair is a little lighter from being in the sun but it's my Dani who kisses the tip of my dick and moans. My arms need to be longer, like one of those knuckle dragging Neanderthals, so I can feel her tight cunt soaking me while her mouth does the same. The longer dildo looking thing is too far away for me to reach but the one beside me will do the trick.

I pull on the restraint and lust deepens my voice as I gently tap her knee with my foot. "Lift up."

The cute fucking thing scrunches her nose up seeing what's in my hand and whispers while stroking me, "It's not clean."

I place it on the floor in front of her knees and pull a condom out. It's not going on my dick, so I rip it with my teeth and hand it to her. She looks at my dick before understanding falls over her.

Once the solid glass is covered, she times her hips with her mouth and slowly fills herself up. Fuck me.

"Gryaznaya veshch'. Chertovski idealno, podkhodit dlya moyego chlena." 1

I've forgotten how to speak and revert to my first language as Dani chokes me down. Tucking her hair behind her ear, I let the belt drop and cup her chin. It's not to guide her movements but slow her down, I'm not going to last, and I want her here with me for as long as possible. She's not fully sat on the glass dildo, and I need her to cum before me, so she understands that it's never going to end.

The urgency in my voice makes her smile around me.

"Play with your pretty little clit. "

She shakes her head no and I clench every muscle to stop from spilling down her throat. I can see my dick pressing through her cheek. Her hand chases her lips as she lets me go and sits back letting out the most erotic fucking moan I've ever heard. She's holding my dick to ground herself as she rides the tip of the glass bulbous head.

Her nails dig into my thigh as she rips at my trousers. I lift my hips to give her everything she wants and pull my shirt off. If my Dani is naked, I will be too. She pauses for a second when the stars on my knees are uncovered and traces the eight points with her tongue without knowing their meaning. It's ironic that she's using the mark of not bowing to anyone to bring me to my knees mentally.

A low curse blows along my thigh as she shuffles forward. Her smile is twisted as she rest her cheek on my thigh and toys with me. Her tongue pokes out tracing every contour of my dick, making it twitch between my abs and her beautiful face. My head drops back on a low curse.

"Fuuuuccck, baby, don't torture me."

She moans as she reaches the tip and collects my precum. My grip on her jaw hardens and I'm going to end up coming on her face. She's hellfire and holy water with big eyes and a husky voice. "Close your eyes and count to seven." I have hold of her face so she can't leave and trap the belt under my foot as an extra precaution.

Closing my eyes as instructed, everything feels new. My senses are honed in on her hand and the sound of water trickling. I get to five when something warm and cool wraps around my balls and my eyes snap open. The champagne in her mouth is fizzing against my skin and my head falls back with a groan.

"Fuuuuckkkk."

Every movement of her tongue is extra sensitive with the sensation of her mouth. The silky warmth of the inside of her cheek mixes with the cold bubbles and I take in a shaky breath as she sucks. She swallows around my balls and lets them go with a pop. My dirty little artist is smug as fuck as she sits back and wraps her lips around the tip of my dick.I should have married her years ago, we could have run away and got forged papers, anything to have this woman as mine.

Blindly swiping the bottle, I let go of her chin and hold the end of the belt again before I stand up. She's perfect as she follows the movement without any instructions. My voice is rough as she keeps my dick between those beautiful lips and flattens her tongue on the slit lightly sucking.

"Open that filthy mouth for me, rodnaya."

Sitting up on her knees, she rests my dick on the flat of her tongue as I pour the champagne down my dick into her waiting mouth.

Any sexual encounter before has been wiped from my mind. Dani has beat herself for first place through to 100th with one act. Awe wraps itself around my taunt body.

"You love my dick don't you?" Little droplets of champagne land on her lips as she eagerly nods. Swiping them away with my thumb, I lean down so I don't strain her neck and her pupils blow wide when I push my thumb into my mouth. "It would taste better with my cum."

Like I've snapped her control, she fucks me with her mouth.Cheeks hollowed, spit and champagne dripping off her cheeks, and tears lining her lashes. She's a work of art putting her own pieces to shame in the studio. My tongue pokes out, needing a taste as I watch the droplets race down her chest and hang on for life when they touch her nipples. Seeing what I'm about to do, Dani grabs my ass and pushes her head against my groin, gagging and choking around me.

My hands fall to the back of her head keeping her in place as I fuck her throat. My stupid selfish need takes over forgetting what I was going to do. I'm buried in her throat, the muscles contracting massaging me as she plays the symphony I'll forever associate with getting head. Threading my fingers through her hair I try to pull her away, to breathe or so I can come on her tits, I don't know. But I'm a gentleman and I at least try.

She moves her head back enough to look up at me and it's as though I was waiting for her eyes to be on me. She sucks my soul right out of my body and drags me into hers. Everything tenses as I fill her mouth with my cum, little drops leak out the sides when she smiles, and her eyes darken further. I don't have sense; this is why it's a called brain. She sucked my dick, and my brain has left my body.

Pressing against my abs until I'm seated again, her tongue is cruel massaging my sensitive dick. I can't take it anymore and pull my hips back. She allows me to go with my cum still in her mouth .

"Fuck, swallow, Dani mine." My voice is low, but she snaps her eyes to me and holds my dick hostage. I expect a gulp. But my crazy woman spits my cum over my now hardening dick and begins to jack me off.

Flicking her tongue against the head of my dick she wrecks me further as she says, "My dirty whore."

It's the possessiveness in it that's killing me.

"Time to say bye, you lost."

My entire body gets heavier, and the little fucking liar cheated as she stands showing the glass dildo wasn't inside her. She removed it when my eyes were closed. Obviously I fucking lost when she had no stimulation inside of her. She forgets about the belt and bends at the waist picking her dress up. Her pussy is right in my face, pretty and pink and swollen with need for me. Is she fuck leaving.

1 ? Filthy little thing. Fucking perfect, made for my dick.