EllaI WAKE AFTER what feels like a hundred years, and the only reason I stir is because I think I’m about to come.
Opening my eyes, I do a double take when I see that I actually am on the cusp of coming because Alek is nestled between my thighs, leisurely going down on me.
A startled gasp turns into a moan when he peers up, and I see his beautiful steel-blue eyes.
“I won’t be a moment,” he says, before diving back down to finish what he started.
I clutch at the long strands of his hair, holding on as he devours me without apology. He gently coaxes me to toss one leg over his shoulder, opening me wider to him, and when I do, he suckles on my c**t while circling his tongue deep into me.
“о блять!” I curse in Russian.
It’s one of the only phrases I know and seems appropriate because, wi
