Page 15 of The Bratva Bosses' Surrogate

She’s close; I know it. I feel her tensing up, ready for release.

I must say, she has the most incredible body I’ve ever seen. Glancing down at our entwined bodies makes my heart race even more.

Her hips continue to move frantically against me as she soaks my trousers with her essence. Her moans echo through the room, filling it with an electrifying atmosphere. The feel of her wetness against my skin sends shivers down my spine, and I can’t help but thrust my hips up into the air, seeking more contact.

Her nails dig into my back, leaving tiny red marks that only serve to fuel my desire. She’s so responsive, so eager for more, that it drives me wild.

She bites her lower lip, a nervous habit that only makes her look even more alluring. Her breasts bounce as she moves, andI can’t help but reach out to touch them. I slip my hands under the cashmere and her skin is as soft and smooth beneath my fingertips as the fabric, and I can’t get enough.

I run my hands down her back, feeling every inch of her soft, supple skin. She responds by arching her back, digging her nails into my shoulders in a way that sends shivers down my spine.

“You’re so fucking beautiful,” I whisper, my voice hoarse with desire.

Her mouth forms a perfect “O” and then those pretty green eyes roll back as she finds her release.

I watch, mesmerized, as she shudders against me, her body writhing in ecstasy. It’s like watching a piece of art come to life. The way her body moves, the way her face contorts with pleasure, the way her skin glistens with sweat.

And then I lose myself. Lose myself in the sound of her gasps, the feel of her body vibrating against mine, the taste of her in my mouth.

For the next half-minute her body continues grinding on top of mine, her moans still echoing softly in the room as she rides the aftershocks of her climax.

Her hand finds its way in my boxers. She doesn’t break the eye contact as she does so. She wraps her fingers around my rock-hard cock, and I groan into the still air as she starts jacking me off. It’s intense, like nothing I’ve ever experienced before. She’s not only beautiful, but also incredibly skilled in the art of pleasure.

Her other hand moves down to cup my balls, gently massaging them as she strokes my dick. It feels like a dream, like I’ve entered another realm where all my desires are fulfilled.

My breath hitches. I reach down, grabbing the back of her neck, pulling her up to meet my lips in a searing kiss. Her lips are soft, her tongue eager, and she responds to my advances with a desperation that matches my own.

I can feel her hand moving, exploring, and it’s all I can do not to thrust up against her. I want her so bad it hurts, and I can’t believe how far we’ve gone in such a short amount of time.

She continues to touch me, exploring my arousal. It feels incredible, and I can feel myself reaching the point of no return.

I’m so close. And then, without warning, she stops, her eyes wide with surprise.

“Wait,” she says, her voice shaky. “We can’t let it go to waste.”

If she gets pregnant now, with me, she’ll be the biological mother, not Kayla. It’s a shift in the plan, a complication I hadn’t anticipated.

Her voice is seductive. “Yes. The sooner I’m pregnant, the better.”

I study her face, looking for any sign of doubt, any hint of hesitation. But all I see is certainty, a strength I hadn’t given her enough credit for.

“Alright,” I say finally, the decision made.

And with that, she straddles me once more, her eyes filled with determination and desire. This time, as she lowers herself onto me, I know we’re going all the way.

Our lips meet in a passionate kiss as she begins to ride me, her hips thrusting with an intensity that sends shivers down my spine. The wetness between her legs is intense, and I can’t help but thrust up to meet her, seeking more contact.

“Oh my God, Maxym, you feel so good,” she moans, her voice a mix of pleasure and urgency.

I reach up to cup her face, our lips locked in a passionate melding as she continues to move on top of me. Her hips are a blur, her moans filling the room as she drives herself deeper onto me.

I can feel it building, I know she wants this as much as I do. She’s not holding back, she’s giving herself to me completely.

Her fingers dig into my shoulders as she thrusts harder, her body arching back in pleasure. I can feel her wetness surrounding me, her muscles clenching around me, pulling me deeper into her.

She’s whimpering, her voice hoarse with desire as she thrusts herself against me. Her nails dig into my shoulders, bites of pain that only serve to further fuel the passion. I can’t help but run my hands over her hips, feeling her skin heat under my touch.

With one final thrust, I feel her body quiver around me, and I know she’s reached her peak. Her face contorts in ecstasy, her moans filling the room as she rides out the waves of her orgasm.

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