Page 49 of Baby for the Bratva

“I’m no peach. I’m a fucking demon,” I snarl, wrapping my legs around his waist and attempting to pull him in.

He’s much stronger than me, though, and he doesn’t give in. He just laughs at my attempt. “If you’re a demon, then I’m the devil. You have no idea what I could do to you.”

“I want you inside me,” I hiss, unable to control my need any longer.

“As you wish,” he whispers, and then he sinks down into me, stretching me in such a way that I feel like I’ve gone past my limit.

The ache is incredible, but the pleasure that it brings is even more intense. It pulsates through my legs, reaching up into my belly and flooding my torso so quickly that it feels like a water balloon popping inside of me.

I tighten my legs around Yuri’s waist, trying to get him in further, but it’s difficult to take him. His length is formidable, but his girth is what really gets me. It doesn’t make sense for a man to be this thick. How the hell am I going to adjust to him?

I take a deep breath, relaxing into the bed and trying again. He’s being patient with me, easing in slower now that he senses my resistance, but he’s not going to wait forever.

“Maybe a different position?” he asks, looking down at me with concern in his eyes.

“No, no, I’ve got it,” I insist. I hate to seem like I can’t handle him. He’d probably brag about it, and I’m sure it just means I’m tight, but I’m not a quitter. Taking him all is more important to me than being comfortable.

But as I take another deep breath and relax my body further, I find that my arousal allows me to loosen up. Yuri sinks in another inch, and soon he’s all the way inside.

He moves slowly at first, testing me before he speeds up. I appreciate that immensely. Some guys will just go straight to pound town without any regard for your pleasure.

“Is that good for you, baby?” he purrs into my ear, lighting up the entire right side of my body with goosebumps.

“Yes,” I moan, wiggling beneath him. “I want you to fuck me good tonight.”

“You can be sure of that, darling.”

I grab his arm, digging my nails into his thick triceps. “I mean it. Fuck me like it’s the last time.”

“It might be,” he mutters.

“Then make the most of it,” I reply, looking deep into his beautiful eyes. “I want it all.”

He thrusts inside of me, matching my gaze with equal intensity. I feel his cock expand as his erection grows stiffer, and he buries himself inside me again. He builds up speed quickly, feeding me his cock so fast that everything in the room becomes a blur.

Pleasure rises up inside me, hot and cold at the same time. It washes down my face and over my breasts as he moves. Tiny pinpricks of electricity vibrate at the ends of my fingers and toes. My body has come to life in a way I’ve never experienced.

Yuri grabs my face suddenly, squeezing my cheeks together until my mouth opens. “You fucking whore. You’re too tight for me. I’m going to cum.”

“Cum inside me.”

“Are you on the pill?” he asks.

I can’t control myself. I know I should tell the truth, but I need to feel his sperm pumping into me. It’s the only way I’ll be complete tonight.

I compromise by not telling him anything at all. Instead, I smile like the demon I am, writhing beneath him as he fucks me hard.

He’s trying not to cum. I can tell by the stiffness of his body, but that only makes me more aroused. Seeing him struggle inside of me, not wanting to end it too soon but unable to stop himself, drives me crazy.

Finally, as he’s about to cum, I tell him the truth.

“I’m not on the pill,” I say, watching his face as we’re both washed away by simultaneous orgasms.

He has time to pull out, but he doesn’t. In fact, he does the complete opposite, pushing deep inside me as his cock explodes. Rippling waves of pleasure roll through me, and colored lights dance across my vision as I find heaven in our mutual sin.

I can feel him throbbing inside of me, pumping his load into my unprotected pussy as he lets out a deep, throaty moan. It’s so wrong, but that’s the very reason it feels so good.

I can’t get enough. I’m thinking of the future, not even the next moment in time. I just want him inside of me for as long as I can have him.

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