Total pages in book: 36
Estimated words: 33695 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 168(@200wpm)___ 135(@250wpm)___ 112(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 33695 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 168(@200wpm)___ 135(@250wpm)___ 112(@300wpm)
Mikhail wrapped her hair around his fist, and she couldn’t help but laugh, which quickly turned into a moan as he worked her head over his length. She wrapped her lips around his length and began to suck him in deep, and then pulled back up, but kept just the tip in her mouth. She flicked her tongue back and forth.
She heard him hiss, then growl, and she took more of him into her mouth. He tasted salty and was hard and yet soft, quite the combination. Moaning around his dick, she took more of him, and then he hissed.
“Fuck, I’m going to come.”
It was so unexpected and she wasn’t completely prepared for it, so it did take her by surprise as his cum filled her mouth, and she swallowed it down.
****
“I’m not taking a mistress,” Mikhail said. He stepped out of the room, disgusted with his father, as he went toward the main door to leave the fucking brothel.
His father had called him with an emergency. The emergency was that he had rounded up women he deemed acceptable to be taken as a mistress.
“Mikhail, do not walk away from me,” Boris said.
He spun around as he got to the door and glared at his dad. Every other time, he would have given him the respect he deserved, but not today.
“I told you repeatedly not to do this.”
“Look, I understand this marriage is new, but there’s going to come a time when you’re bored, and you’ll want another woman. Someone fresh. Someone who will excite you.”
Mikhail ran fingers through his hair and shook his head. “No.”
“Son, trust me on this.”
“Did Danyl take a mistress?” he asked, bringing up Galina’s dad.
“Danyl is different.”
“There’s no rule that says I have to take a mistress, and I’m not going to.”
“Son—”
“Dad, no!” For the second time in his life, he raised his voice to his father. “Don’t you get it? Hasn’t it dawned on you yet, that I am in love with my wife?”
Boris looked at him. “These feelings fade.”
“I’ve been in love with Galina since I was five years old.”
The smile on Boris’s face dropped.
“Yeah, that’s right. Since the moment she fell down, when we were kids, and she refused to cry, even though she had ruined her pretty princess dress and it was all torn, and her knee was bloody. Peter had to go and get his parents, because there might have been a few stones imbedded in her knee, and he didn’t know what to do. I sat with Galina and you know what she did?”
Boris didn’t answer.
“She made me sit down and have a tea party, talking about the big fight she’d been in with the garden. Told me an elaborate story, and I knew in that moment I was going to marry her.” Mikhail doubted Galina even remembered that day. It was so long ago, but he remembered. It was then that he knew she was a fighter.
“Then I turned into a dick to her. I pushed her away because I knew you’d find some reason for me to not have her. So I tried to make her nothing to me. I bullied her in high school. I did everything you asked, all the training and shit. I slept with those fucking sluts you had lined up to teach me how to be a man. All the time, Galina was there. But then, you were going to allow the woman I loved to marry Vik Kuzlov, and I couldn’t do it. I couldn’t let you do that to her. She deserved better. I know Galina deserves better than me, but I know I can give her the world. So, no, Dad, I’m not going to want a mistress, because I am living my fucking dream right now, and all I want is for her to be pregnant.”
Without another word, he walked out of the brothel and onto the street. His father had requested an audience with him, so he moved to the car and climbed back inside. He was surprised when his father joined him a few minutes later. He knew his father couldn’t be happy with him and was probably pissed off, but he stayed silent, waiting for whatever reprimand was coming.
“I do love your mother,” Boris said. “In my own way, just as she loves me, in her way. We knew we’d make it together as a power couple, but I know she has lovers. We were not meant to be.”
He turned to his father and frowned. “Doesn’t that bother you?”
“That your mother has lovers? No, I was the one who pushed them onto her. I wanted her to have her own life, to be free of me and what I am.” He sighed. “I had no idea you had feelings for Galina. I figured you were doing a solid for Peter. Love makes men weak, Mikhail.”