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Forty-Seven: You Taste Good 🔞
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My Pretty Dirty Kitten Forty-Seven: You Taste Good 🔞
DmitryGianna’s hips tremble and roll as I hold the vibrating toy as deep inside her as it can go, the tail flicking mercilessly against her swollen pink clit. I lie between her legs, staring up at her head thrown back in pleasure, the strands of damp hair clinging to her temples, the slight sheen of sweat making her skin glow in the dim light. I push the toy harder, angling it precisely against her inner walls, memorizing the way her body jerks, how every little tremor passes from her core to her toes. Her reactions feed me like nothing else ever has.She lifts her hips off the mattress with a groan so raw it makes my teeth ache to clench. I almost lose my grip on her thigh as she kicks weakly against my back, pressing down as if trying to push me away, but the fight has drained out of her after her second orgasm. Her moans grow louder behind the gag, muffled but desperate, her whines and sharp breaths filling the room with a frantic rhythm that echoes against my chest. Her body
My Pretty Dirty Kitten Forty-Six: Fucking Pussy 🔞
DmitryHer eyes widen at my words and she punches my arm, the impact soft but dramatic enough that I let out a fake grunt and clutch the spot like she has mortally wounded me.“Stop teasing me like that, Dima,” she mutters, though the corner of her mouth betrays her.I cannot stop teasing her. I am trying to draw this out, it's a necessity and an opportunity I can't look away from. I want time to bend around us, days. Weeks. Just us locked away from our dark reality. We don't need food, okay that's crazy. We do. I can easily sneak meals inside while she's asleep. The room is quiet, insulated and away from the main rooms. So there's lack of natural light filtering into the room, no reminder of time. Nothing. Just her warm skin, soothing mine.But I know better.No matter how tightly I hold onto her, reality waits outside the door. It won't change the fact she's trying to end us. [Ya tak silno oblazhalsya. I teper vsyo, chto mne ostayotsya, eto popytatsya postroit chto-to dostatochn
My Pretty Dirty Kitten Forty-Five: Soft Yet Hard You Are 🔞
Dmitry Fuck, being on my knees is one thing. Being in my knees in front of Gianna, is another fucking thing. She looks at me through her lashes, like she's trying to fucking rip my soul right out of my body and I'm trying so fucking hard not to plunge so deep inside her right now. “You're going to fuck me, right?” She asks, trembling and I know she's been praying for this.My lips curve into a sly smile, I'm going to do more than fuck her. I'll fucking imprint on her if I have to, if it's the only way to prove myself worthy to her. “I’m going to do everything you’ve ever wanted, baby.”She shivers beneath me breathing hard against my chest. “That sounds sweetly like a threat.”I stare into her beautiful doe brown eyes, she looks so fucking unreal. Her hair is splayed across the sheets with her pouty lips parted.“It is.” I promise, pulling back from her. Gianna looks at me, amusingly. “What? Are you gonna spank me or maybe,” she glances over to the X cross in the corner of the r
My Pretty Dirty Kitten Forty-Four: Where I Belong 🔞
GiannaI breathe in, steadying myself. My heart pounds in my chest like a war drum. Fear, excitement, longing—they swirl together, tight and overwhelming. But beneath it all is a single, solid certainty.I want this.I want him.And I will let myself fall into it completely.I nod once more, the decision settling deep in my bones. Dmitry does not rush me, he never actually does. Instead, he offers his hand again, steady and sure, and I place mine in it without hesitation.He leads me across the room toward a satin bed I didn't quite notice at first. the fabric catching the light in soft blue ripples. When I sit, it sinks slightly beneath me, cool and smooth against my skin. He stands between my knees for a moment, just looking at me, like he is baring this moment deep in his memory so he never forgets it. “Still with me?” he asks quietly.“Yes,” I answer, just as softly.That's enough of a go ahead for him. His fingers brushed against the strap of my shirt, undressing me slowly. Re
My Pretty Dirty Kitten Forty-Three: Blue Room 🔞
Gianna Dmitry does not hesitate. One second I am standing there, the next I am swept into his arms like he is afraid I will change my mind just from looking at him. His chest is solid beneath my cheek, warm, steady, his heartbeat loud in my ear. “Where are you taking me?” I ask softly, my voice muffled against his skin. He hums, the sound vibrating through him, and it sends an unexpected shiver down my spine. “You will see.” He stops in front of a door and shifts his grip, holding me tighter with one arm. “Can you stay still, baby. I want to open the door.” I nod against his chest, suddenly aware of how small I feel in his arms. How easy it is for him to carry me like this. “Good girl.” The words settle low in my stomach making my body heat in some type of pleasure. I feel him reach for something, the faint click of a handle, and then we step forward. The room is dark, swallowing us whole. I wait for him to call Alexa, but he does not. Instead, he fumbles briefly along the w
My Pretty Dirty Kitten Forty-Two: Good On His Knees
Gianna Dmitry stares at me like I’ve just spoken in a language he doesn’t understand, like my words fried his brain or something. I don’t wait for him to recover. I turn and bolt up the stairs, my bare feet slapping against the wood as adrenaline floods my veins. My heart pounds so hard it hurts, every breath coming fast and shallow. Behind me, his footsteps thunder, heavy and relentless, echoing through the house. “Gianna!” he shouts, his voice sharp with panic now, not anger. I grip the railing, nearly stumbling as I take the steps two at a time. The air feels thinner the higher I go, my lungs burning, my hands slick with sweat. I duck into the first room on my right, slamming the door softly behind me as I stumble inside, desperate to disappear. My foot crashes into something solid. Pain explodes up my leg and I yelp before I can stop myself, hopping back instinctively, my breath knocking out of me. “Fuck,” I whisper, clutching my foot. “Gia?” Dmitry’s voice follows imme
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