That may take a while." He said smirking as he stood then ordered: "Don't move." Like a fool, I
stayed where I was while he headed to the minibar. "Drink?" He asked casually as if he didn't
have a naked woman waiting on his ass.
"No thank you," I muttered coldly.
"Are you sure not even some water?"
What the hell was he playing at? I thought as my frustration mounted. "No," I repeated.
"I'll bring it just in case." He said sauntering over with the water and a bottle of wine. "I have a
bottle that's older than this in the cellar. But I suppose this would serve. Open your mouth." I
was openly frowning now, not liking his stupid game. "My poor frustrated little Kitten" He teased
then explained. "You need a few lessons in the art of pleasing your lover." I opened my mouth,
and he poured the wine into my mouth, straight from the bottle. "Now was that so difficult?" He
asked then kissed my cheeks before taking a swig himself then settling both bottles on the floor.
"Now my impatient little kitten, how may I be of service?"
Strange I found him adorable and maddening at the same time. I wanted to jump his bones in
reply but instead, I closed my legs saying in a voice like frost. "You do this to me, one more time
Vladimir Alexandrovich and I will bite off your cock the next time it comes near my mouth!"
Like the psychopath he was, he grinned, undisturbed by my threat. "Really Kitten? Will you feel
that way after I wonder?"
"After what?"
In response, he flipped me to my stomach and grabbed my hips upwards. One of my feet ended
up on the floor as I face-planted onto the sofa. He entered me in a hard thrust and I moaned in
delight. "Look at that greedy pussy," He growled sliding slowly in and out. "Tell Vlad how to fuck
that greedy little pussy!"
"Harder!" I demanded.
"As my kitten wishes." He intoned before he began pounding into me. I couldn't scream and
barely moved. I could only sink my nails into the sofa and hold on as I felt my orgasm build. A
smack against my ass, had me coming with a scream. There was no time to recover as I was
repositioned on his lap. I had no control as he lifted my hips up and down, making me slide over
his thick cock over and over again.
"Is my kitten, pleased?" He asked, and since I could barely think, far less make a sentence, I just
nodded. "Good." He praised, continuing his heady work. "Never let it be said that your prince
was selfish. Before you leave this room, you will be well pleased."
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