Moving from Chicago to New York as a single mother, hoping that your new business does well, is scary. But what happens when you find out your best friends new husband is the leader of something even scarier, and the only person who seems to give yo...
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"Mikhail," I breathe out, "your going to make me late."
"Just," kiss, "a few," kiss , "more minutes." I moan as he sucks harshly on my collarbone.
"Hey," I push him away which earns me a glare, "no hickeys. Today is a very big day and I can't be walking around with hickeys all over."
"Who cares, I want them to know your mine."
"From now on, you can only leave hickeys on places no one can see. I can't be showing them off to clients."
"So," he moves down to my breast, "I can leave one here?" He looks up at me through his long thick eyelashes.
"Mhm." I hum, running my hands through his crazy bed head.
"Why don't you tell me all about your opening day, pretty girl." He says as he moves between my legs, placing them on his shoulders.
"Wh- Mikhail, what are you doing?"
"Just talk and let me please you." He kisses my hip, "you've worked so hard to get here and accomplish all of this, and I want to show you how proud I am of you."
"Well, it's certainly one way to show that."
"Oh trust me, this isn't all I'm doing." He grips my thighs with his rough, calloused hands. "The rest is a surprise."
"I can't wai- oh." Mikhail licks a stripe up my dripping core.
My grip on his hair tightens and he moans around my clit. The vibrations causing my eyes to flutter shut.
"Now tell me."
"Tell you what?" I breathe out.
"Tell me all about how the day is gonna go? Are you nervous?"
"Of course I'm nervous." I begin to talk as he sucks gently on my clit.
He unwraps one of his arms from my thighs and teases one of his fingers at my entrance. He stops sucking and pinches my sensitive bud when I stop talking.
I prop myself up on my elbows and look down at him confused.
He only raises an eyebrow at my questioning gaze, "you seem to like disobeying me. Now talk and don't stop until I can taste your cum on my tongue." I sigh before giving into his orders.
"Today we open at noon on the dot, and I will be seeing clients until 5." I moan into the comforter as he inserts two fingers and curl them upward, hitting the perfect spot. "But starting tomorrow and up until the holidays we open at 9."
"Good girl, keep going." He kisses my inner thigh, "tell me how you decorated it. I have yet to see it."
"The inside is very earthy and neutral. It has a very homey feel to it with lots of plants and warm lights. There are multiple different areas within the building, each esthetician having their own private studio to do facials and skin treatments in."
