Page 32 of Mistaken Prejudice

“So fucking sexy.” He hummed and slowly moved his lips to my collarbone. I pressed myself harder against his hip, feeling how hot he indeed was. The evidence of his excitement rubbed against my ass. I was a little bit taller than him, and it made the perfect height gap for our little rubbing slash dancing. I opened my heavy eyelids, only to find we were surrounded by others in the same position.

“Andrei,” I said with no apparent thought in mind, only the need to call out his name.

“Yes, Zaychik?” My new nickname rolled on his tongue like a spell, and I was captive in his magic. His arms slowly moved down my body until they stopped at my hips. A low whimper left my mouth at the loss of pressure when he spun me around to face him. But the loss was quickly replaced by a toe-curling kiss that made my already hard cock throb in my boxers.

“Follow me,” he ordered, and I obliged by grabbing his hands and following his steps. I didn’t even notice where we went until a door closed behind me, and I was pinned against the sink, with Andrei’s body pressed against mine and his mouth devouring me.

Heat rose from my stomach to my chest as Andrei’s mouth washed over me like a hot wave. He flicked his tongue over my lips before he slid back in, conquering the depth of my mouth with hungry, lustful moves. His hands gripped my rocking hips before he slid them underneath my shirt.

The way his rough hands caressed my skin sent shivers down my spine, and when he pressed a little harder against me, I gasped in his mouth. I felt his lips curve into a smirk before he moved them to my ear.

“Have you done this before?” His voice was huskier and lower now.

“Kissed in the bathroom at a party?” I unsuccessfully tried to quiet my nerves by making a joke.

Andrei moved his hand from underneath my shirt down to my groin and cupped me over my jeans.

“Holy fuck.” My voice was something between a moan and a whine.

“No, smart-ass, have you ever done this before?” His deep green eyes scanned me; there was no way of escaping it, no way of escaping him.

I shook my head before a weak “No” escaped my mouth. The heat I felt until now was suddenly replaced by a cold sense of insecurity. What if he’ll want nothing to do with a virgin? My self-consciousness was quickly erased when the corners of his mouth curved into a smile, and those gorgeous dimples appeared.

“Perfect.”

Without wasting another second, his talented hands unzipped my jeans and, with what looked like a well-learned choreography, pulled my leaking cock out of my boxers and dropped to his knees.

“Gorgeous.” He wrapped his hand around my base and gave a small stroke. “You’re so fucking perfect, my little Zaychik.”

“Oh, fuck.” I gasped when he kissed the tip of my cock before sucking it in and swirling his tongue around it. I closed my eyes and tilted my head back when he took me deeper.

“Oh God, Andrei,” I moaned his name when the tip of my dick hit the back of his throat. His hands palmed my ass and started to rock my hips with the same rhythm as his mouth, and I was about to lose it. He moaned around my length, and vibrations hit my spine.

I tapped his shoulder as my foggy mind tried to form words. “I-I’m going to c-come,” I mouthed clumsily as I expected him to pull out, but he didn’t. Instead, he grabbed my ass cheeks harder while his mouth sucked the life out of my dick.

“Oh, God. Oh, God. Oh, God,” I cried as my balls tightened up, and I came deep down his throat. Andrei kept working his mouth around my throbbing length until I was drained. I dared to look down at him, only to find him wiping the corner of his mouth after swallowing my cum. Holy fuck. Is this for real?

Andrei got up from the floor, and I was about to say something, when the look in his eyes stopped me. Pure lust burned behind them and I couldn’t believe I was the one responsible for it.

His mouth collided with mine before I could dive deeper into my doubts, and when I tasted myself on his lips, my eyes rolled back and I could feel my dick starting to rise to life again. I stopped my greedy ass from begging for more when I felt his hard-on pressed against me. I looked down between us at the evident bulge in his jeans and licked my lips at the thought of his hard, heavy cock resting in his pants. I wanted to feel his weight on my tongue, taste him in my mouth, and drink every drop he had to offer, but I was also scared I’d suck.

“Wanna do something about it?” His deep voice pulled me out of my thoughts, and I looked up to meet his stare. His eyes dropped to my mouth as his thumb grazed my bottom lip. “You’re hungry for me, aren’t you, Zaychik?”

This domineering and controlled side of him left me speechless and horny. Nodding enthusiastically, I slumped my ass to the floor and reached for his fly with shaky fingers. His hands came to my aid, and he softly covered my fingers with his own to help me open his jeans.

“You don’t have to do it tonight.” His voice was calm and collected. Now filled with a bit more confidence, I shook my head.

“No, I want to.” I raised my eyes to find him looking down at me. His green eyes looked dark under the dim light, and his pupils were blown due to the alcohol and sex haze atmosphere.

“Good.” A hungry smile I hadn’t seen before showed on his face. He stroked my jaw with his thumb before he moved his hand and pulled down his black boxers.

I gasped as Andrei’s magnificent cock sprang free and bounced a little before settling down. I had to bite back a groan as I worshiped the wonder standing in front of me. Big, thick and beautiful. He was uncut, heavy, and delicious-looking, just waiting for me. His foreskin was stretched, and so, his glossy tip was decorated with a drop of pre-cum that looked like a pearl. It was the Jewel in the Crown that was Andrei’s cock.

Unable to deny him from myself any longer, I leaned forward and pressed my lips to his tip. Saltiness spread over my tongue, and Andrei’s musky and fresh scent filled my nostrils. His small groans told me I was in the right direction, so I closed my eyes and opened wide as I took him in as much as I could, which wasn’t much and made me choke right away. I quickly pulled back and tried to silence my embarrassing gagging.

“Hey, it’s okay.” He softly caressed my jaw and then hooked his thumb under my chin, lifting it so my glassy eyes would face him. “You’re so perfect, my little Zaychik, so perfect.”

“I’m not good at this,” I mumbled through my embarrassment.