Total pages in book: 25
Estimated words: 24619 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 123(@200wpm)___ 98(@250wpm)___ 82(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 24619 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 123(@200wpm)___ 98(@250wpm)___ 82(@300wpm)
Kazimir gave him the information yesterday. Misha has your home address and figures out your IP address too. After a few minutes, accessing your laptop’s webcam and your phone’s camera is a simple task for him.
It takes Misha seconds to peer through your device’s camera and watch you.
“There you are. My cousin’s new obsession.” Smiling, Misha types in a command. “Let’s get a good look at you. Why is Kazimir so excited to get back to you?”
His laptop screen fills with your face.
Oh.
Shock hits him. “Beautiful.”
You’re reading something on your screen.
The light from your device flickers across your face and Misha stares at the curve and fullness of your lips for a long time.
He pictures them parting, opening to receive his kiss and he wonders if you would taste like cherries.
Oh my. This won’t be boring at all.
Misha zooms your camera out and gets a better look at your body.
No wonder my cousin is going crazy.
Intrigued, he licks his lips. “You’re enchanting.”
The light from your device flickers across your face again. He stares at you with wide eyes, and then he moves his gaze to your breasts.
“Hmmm.” Misha’s cock jerks in his pants.
A ragged breath leaves him.
I wonder if Kazimir will share you with me.
Misha looks at your tantalizing face.
Instead of properly monitoring your behavior, Misha’s still wondering what your tongue would taste like if he kissed you.
He’s wondering if you would moan from his tongue licking your nipples or lapping at your clit.
He’s wondering what it would feel like to kiss you, what it would feel like to push his cock into your warm wet pussy.
Would you let him slip his cock along your chin? Let him stuff it into your mouth? Let him pump and pump his cock between your lips?
And he can’t think of why you’ve caused this sudden reaction. Many women are beautiful, but you are more.
So much more.
His mind reels with the discovery of you.
You’re captivating. You’re unique. You’re one of a kind.
“Fuck.” Misha’s cock hardens. “You’re not even naked and I’m turned on.”
His heart rate quickens, and his breathing runs frantic like a racehorse. Hot arousal courses through his body and leaves him in a state of longing.
“I wish I could tell you how much I instantly adore you. No.” Misha grips the edge of the desk. “I wish I could show you how much I adore you.”
His eyelids grow heavy with passionate lust.
Suddenly feeling hot, Misha pulls off his shirt, revealing his tattoo covered muscular chest. The tattoo is a holy cross made up of binary code—01010. And all he can imagine is your lips kissing every 0 and licking every 1. All he can picture is your mouth sliding down his sculpted muscles and straight to his cock.
“I should pay you a visit.” He grits his teeth. “You’re only a flight away.”
A hint of a smile comes over your face for a few seconds.
Curious, Misha tosses the shirt on his desk and leans forward. “What are you reading?”
Of course you can’t hear him to respond.
You continue to read your screen, not knowing that a sexy Russian criminal hacker is on the other side of the world, lusting after you.
You move those full lips so subtly as you read, you probably didn’t even know you were doing it. Your beauty radiates even on a subconscious level.
Most of the time you have no idea.
Like in this moment.
But Misha notices.
And his cock does too.
The need for you turns into a burning ache.
Great hunger fills him, pouring down more intense than he ever could imagine possible.
“I’m sorry, Kazimir.” Misha’s hand snakes down to grip his raging erection within his pants. “But, you may have some competition, cousin.”
He yanks his thick, warm, hard cock out of his pants. His cock pulses in his grip.
On the screen, you blink those eyes. It’s such a natural movement. But you’re a goddess. A tempting she-devil delivering wicked desire to your hacker.
Precum spills from his cock.
Was it the magic of your gaze? Or the horniness of his cock?
Either way, Misha can’t figure it out. All he can do is jack his cock over the beauty of you as you simply read from your device.
If only you knew how bad he wanted you.
Would your pussy go wet from the information?
Would you take your shirt off for Misha?
Unsnap your bra? Pull out your breasts and bob them in your hands? Would you squeeze your nipples for him?
Make him beg and moan for it?
Make him sweat?
Make him fly out to you and earn the right to please you?
Whether you have the answers or not, Misha imagines his own and more as he strokes his cock to you.
“Yes. Read some more.” He spits on his cock to give his hand smoother friction. His saliva mixes with the precum and he’s rubbing his fisted fingers up and down, up and down that long, fat length, watching you the whole time. “You look so sexy when you read. I could cum to just that.”