He roughly grabs my legs and yanks me to the end of the bed. He rips my bikini bottoms off in the same possessive way he disposed of my top. Then he drops to his knees.
I don’t even have time to ask before his face disappears between my thighs.
He starts to lick my aching p***y, and just like that, fireworks explode. The music swells. Whatever sensation I was feeling moments ago has nothing on what Misha is capable of giving to me.
I am writhing like a woman possessed. I can’t catch my breath and my body ripples with wave after wave of pleasure. It’s so much. Too much. I’m—
“I thought I’d made myself clear the first time we met,” he growls. Between my legs, I can see his silver eyes shining and his lips wet with my juices. “No swearing. You do that again, and I’m going to fill that fil
