his cock, she continued to stroke up and down, tightening her grip with each upward pull. Matching her rhythm with her mouth, she bobbed her head, and with each downward bob, she would take more of him into her mouth.
She rubbed her legs together as he muttered endearments in Russian. She loved the sensations she was creating for him and the power that it brought as she swiped her tongue around the head before sucking his cock back into her mouth. She felt a tightening deep down his shaft and suspected that he was close to coming as he tapped her head in warning to lift off. Desire and curiosity overwhelmed her as she sped up, sucking harder as she continued to stroke his shaft.
Sweat trickled down his body as he fought the urge to come. He didn’t want her to be put off her first time. He clenched his stomach as the sensations began to overwhelm him. Looking down at her, he was surprised to see her watching him and the look of intensity of her face was too much as he arched his hips up against her mouth, forcing her to take more of him in as he came. She instinctively began to swallow as he came, the muscles in her throat milking his cock as he groaned. His body shook with the intensity of his orgasm as she continued to suck and stroke his cock.
When he was spent, he reached for her arms and dragged her up onto his chest where she tumbled against him. Lifting her head, he kissed her deeply as he tasted the results of his passion on her tongue. He groaned and held her tightly to him as he stroked her back. His skin was slick with sweat as her nipples rubbed against the roughness of his scars along his torso.
As he contemplated returning the favor, Bethany’s stomach let out an angry rumble, and he felt her face flush against his chest. He rose to a sitting position, letting out a bark of laughter and taking her with him. Reaching behind him, he retrieved her shirt handing it to her as he hugged her to him. She bumped her head against his chest as she wrapped one hand around his neck. As she nuzzled his collarbone, Vadim closed his eyes at the innocent expression of affection.
Another angry growl of her stomach had him setting her on her feet as he reached for his pants. Slipping them on, he walked barefoot into the kitchen. He began pulling ingredients out of the fridge as Bethany joined him. He paused when he realized that she was naked. Lifting an eyebrow, he reached for an apron, placed the strap around her head, and pulled her against his chest as he tied it behind her. Stepping back, he smiled down at her.
“There’s a bottle of white wine in the fridge, why don’t you open it and pour a couple glasses while I make some omelets.”
Leaning up to kiss him, she turned to the fridge and he couldn’t resist swatting at her bare butt as she yelped in response. When she looked over her shoulder at him, any hint of innocence was replaced with a look of promise.
Vadim made quick work of the omelets while Bethany sat quietly and sipped her wine. They had agreed not to discuss his new commitment to the FBI until he had a chance to sweep his apartment for bugs, and the fact that she was sitting in his kitchen naked was making it difficult for him to focus. Flipping the omelets onto a single plate, he set it down on the breakfast bar as she looked at him with a raised eyebrow. He walked around to the other side and kissed her before scooping her up into his arms and settling her on his lap.
Taking a sip of his wine, he wet his lips as he leaned in to kiss her. Bethany kissed him back, licking the wine off his lips. With a groan, Vadim wondered whether this game was a good idea as he could already feel a growing discomfort where she sat. Reaching for the fork, he speared some omelet and held the fork in front of her mouth. Never taking her eyes off him, she opened her mouth and delicately removed the egg, closing her eyes in obvious enjoyment.
“Oh, that’s yummy,” she told him as he speared more egg and fed it to
She rubbed her legs together as he muttered endearments in Russian. She loved the sensations she was creating for him and the power that it brought as she swiped her tongue around the head before sucking his cock back into her mouth. She felt a tightening deep down his shaft and suspected that he was close to coming as he tapped her head in warning to lift off. Desire and curiosity overwhelmed her as she sped up, sucking harder as she continued to stroke his shaft.
Sweat trickled down his body as he fought the urge to come. He didn’t want her to be put off her first time. He clenched his stomach as the sensations began to overwhelm him. Looking down at her, he was surprised to see her watching him and the look of intensity of her face was too much as he arched his hips up against her mouth, forcing her to take more of him in as he came. She instinctively began to swallow as he came, the muscles in her throat milking his cock as he groaned. His body shook with the intensity of his orgasm as she continued to suck and stroke his cock.
When he was spent, he reached for her arms and dragged her up onto his chest where she tumbled against him. Lifting her head, he kissed her deeply as he tasted the results of his passion on her tongue. He groaned and held her tightly to him as he stroked her back. His skin was slick with sweat as her nipples rubbed against the roughness of his scars along his torso.
As he contemplated returning the favor, Bethany’s stomach let out an angry rumble, and he felt her face flush against his chest. He rose to a sitting position, letting out a bark of laughter and taking her with him. Reaching behind him, he retrieved her shirt handing it to her as he hugged her to him. She bumped her head against his chest as she wrapped one hand around his neck. As she nuzzled his collarbone, Vadim closed his eyes at the innocent expression of affection.
Another angry growl of her stomach had him setting her on her feet as he reached for his pants. Slipping them on, he walked barefoot into the kitchen. He began pulling ingredients out of the fridge as Bethany joined him. He paused when he realized that she was naked. Lifting an eyebrow, he reached for an apron, placed the strap around her head, and pulled her against his chest as he tied it behind her. Stepping back, he smiled down at her.
“There’s a bottle of white wine in the fridge, why don’t you open it and pour a couple glasses while I make some omelets.”
Leaning up to kiss him, she turned to the fridge and he couldn’t resist swatting at her bare butt as she yelped in response. When she looked over her shoulder at him, any hint of innocence was replaced with a look of promise.
Vadim made quick work of the omelets while Bethany sat quietly and sipped her wine. They had agreed not to discuss his new commitment to the FBI until he had a chance to sweep his apartment for bugs, and the fact that she was sitting in his kitchen naked was making it difficult for him to focus. Flipping the omelets onto a single plate, he set it down on the breakfast bar as she looked at him with a raised eyebrow. He walked around to the other side and kissed her before scooping her up into his arms and settling her on his lap.
Taking a sip of his wine, he wet his lips as he leaned in to kiss her. Bethany kissed him back, licking the wine off his lips. With a groan, Vadim wondered whether this game was a good idea as he could already feel a growing discomfort where she sat. Reaching for the fork, he speared some omelet and held the fork in front of her mouth. Never taking her eyes off him, she opened her mouth and delicately removed the egg, closing her eyes in obvious enjoyment.
“Oh, that’s yummy,” she told him as he speared more egg and fed it to
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