Page 40 of Auctioned to the Bratva

Staring into her green eyes, I knew she was right. I was overprotective now and didn’t want her to feel trapped. I gave her a small smile in agreement as I placed my hands behind me on the bed and leaned back.

“Someone needs to know what the day's plans are then. At least one of us.” I added.

Irina stepped forward grinning as she climbed into my lap and kissed me passionately. Grabbing onto her, I fell back onto the soft couch, submerged in her kiss. I was lost to her, powerless when she focused on me.

My body reacted to her touch as I felt my veins heat up and my dick come to life. As Irina leaned back in my embrace for air, I moved in. I placed tender kisses down her neck moving slowly onto her breasts.

Irina pushed her fingers through my hair as I moved. My heart was running a marathon as I stood holding her tightly in my arms. She wrapped her legs around my waist as I turned and placed her down on the couch.

I pulled her top up over her head but held it around her arms. Leaning in I sucked her breasts moving from one to the other in short intervals. Irina wiggled under me moaning. I let go of her top as my hands worked on freeing her from the rest of her clothing.

Once I had her naked on the couch, I rose and pulled my shirt off over my head. Irina sat up and reached out, placing her fingers on my chest and moving gently down. I froze as my body quivered from her touch.

The throbbing in my pants increased as she undid my jeans and pulled them down. Irina placed her hands on my hips. She pulled me closer, leaving sensual kisses along my abs as she pulled my briefs down.

My cock was hard and ready as it bounced free from the clothing, but I had to be sure she was prepared. Lightly I pulled her head back by holding her hair and lowered her back to the couch. Her green eyes were on fire as our lips met.

I drew a wavy line down her body with one finger while our lips melted together. My hand slipped in between her legs and my finger penetrated her wet pussy. She arched under me moaning into my mouth.

Her body was radiating a sensual heat that called at the beast within. After a couple of quick finger movements, Irina grabbed at my shoulder blades. Her moans grew louder as her breathing became jagged.

Irina gently pushed me back up. “I want to,” she said as her hand took hold of my dick. I stood back up allowing her full access. She sat forward and closed her hot mouth around my shaft. Moving forward, she took in more of me.

I felt my legs starting to shake as she sucked lightly on my dick. I grabbed her head as I threw mine back, breathing out heavily. Irina pulled back, playing with her tongue as she did before coming forward hard.

My dick felt like it was about to explode. I pulled her off me and gently shoved her back down.

Gradually I lowered myself between her legs and pushed my dick into her. Irina dug her nails into my back as she let out a scream of pure pleasure. I moved deliberately, slowly following her movements until we came together.

I plopped down next to her as sweat covered my body. Once our breathing started to regulate, I sat up. “Ready for a shower and bed?” I asked caressing her body.

Irina took my hand and kissed it,” Yes, I am,” she responded lightly.

I rose and picked her up into my arms carrying her to the bathroom in our room. We showered and got into bed. Irina lay with her back to me, and I moved closer pulling her into my arms.

“Irina,” I whispered over her shoulder.

She turned her head towards my voice smiling, “Yes, Sergei.” She replied.

“Thank you for being here,” I said as I kissed her cheek.

Irina caressed my arm holding her as she shifted more into me.

After a while, she stopped moving and I knew she had fallen asleep. I lay thinking about the plan set in place considering any holes we might have missed. As I drifted off, something came to mind but was lost in the swirl of dreams.

I woke up early in the morning with an immense feeling of terror. Glancing to my side, I saw Irina still peacefully asleep. Not wanting to wake or worry her, I slid out of bed. After washing, I headed downstairs and put on a fresh pot of coffee.

Standing by the kitchen window, I notice dark clouds accumulating in the distance. I shivered as something moved down my back. Turning quickly, I saw the kitchen was empty. There was no one there, and there were no sounds throughout the house except for the pot brewing.

Shaking my head, I walked to the machine and poured myself a cup. I wished I knew what I dreamt so I could settle myemotions. With my cup in hand, I walked to my office wondering if Roman would be up.

I sat down at my desk and scrolled through my email. Nothing stuck out as important. I closed it and turned my chair, so I was facing the window.

Watching the tree line, I must have drifted off again. I sat up startled spilling my coffee as Irina walked in asking if I slept there. She was standing at the door with her hands on her hips.

“No, no,” I protested. “I must have fallen asleep again,” I said as I rose from my chair wiping at the spillage on my pants.

“Well,” she continued. “I am making breakfast for you before I leave.” She completed as she turned and left the room.

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