Page 41 of Hostage of the Bratva

Our kisses heated up as my hands explored his masculine chest. Trailing his muscles with my fingers, I felt each one tighten as I moved. “My turn,” I whispered as he stirred lightly under my touch.

Luder smiled as I pushed him over next to me and sat on top of him. “This could be interesting,” he said as I leaned forward and kissed his neck.

“Well, Mr. Morozov,” I whispered in his ear. “We have all night, don’t we?”

“Yes, that we do, Mrs. Morozov,” he replied grinning.

My heart fluttered hearing him say that. I rid myself of the towel to feel his skin against mine. His cock had started stiffening and pounding as I sat back down with nothing between us. Bending forward I left a trail of kisses down his rock-hard abs. He shifted his legs as I moved down and sat on my knees between them.

My arms were stretched up as I moved. Delicately, I dug my nails into his chest, pulling my hands in, I left slight red lines down his body. My kisses continued down to his now pulsing cock. Lifting my eyes toward him, I licked his shaft before speaking in a seductive tone. “I must say, Mr. Morozov, this is more than I expected, twice in one evening. You do have a lot of stamina.”

He slightly lifted his head glancing down at me grinning as I stroked his balls. Seeing him faintly shaking made me happy.

I took his dick in my hand, holding it up right slipping the tip into my mouth. Luder lifted his head looking down at me as his breathing started to turn heavy. He tenderly caressed my cheek before laying back down. Playing with my tongue over the tip, I felt his body clenching and relaxing with every move.

After a while, his cock was stiff and pounding. I moved down on it, swallowing as I went, and backed up slowly. Soon he was grabbing at the bed sheets, crumpling them in his hands and pulling tight on both sides.

As he started moaning softly, I moved faster. With every up and down, I also moved my hand, intensifying my grip and releasing with every rub. Soon he was mumbling under his heavy breathing. Quickening my pace, I tasted him like the first time, just as sweet, as he came into my mouth. I wondered if his diet had something to do with the taste.

Holding the tip in my mouth, I moved my hand up and down, allowing him to finish. His legs vibrated next to me as he shook.

Once he was done, Luber leaned down and grabbed hold of my neck. He delicately pulled me up to him. As I was in line with his body, he swung me over onto my back, kissing me with immense passion.

“Thank you,” he puffed into my neck, sounding out of breath as he collapsed onto me. After a second or two, I pushed at his shoulders, feeling his pressure crushing my lungs.

“Luder,” I said, exhaling out heavily. “You’re crushing me, baby.”

He got up and sat next to me on the bed, grinning like a cat who had just enjoyed a plate of cream. Turning on my side,I lay against his butt. After a bit, he turned halfway, smiled, slapped my butt, and got up.

“Right,” he said walking to the bathroom and glancing back. “I’m just going to take a quick shower and then some coffee.”

He disappeared through the door. Laying back I smiled up at the ceiling. Tonight had been amazing, and I wondered if this was what was in store every night. After a while, I got up. Luder had just finished and was drying as I entered the bathroom.

I took a quick shower and dressed in his shirt. Entering the lounge, I found him on the chaise with his coffee. He was dunking rusks into it and taking big bites as he scrambled through the channels on the television.

He looked around as he heard me entering. “I wasn’t sure if you wanted something, so I got most of the menu,” he said as I moved closer.

Plopping down next to him, he wrapped his arm around me. I pulled my legs up and cuddled in his embrace. Pecking at the platters on the trolley before us. There were some movies, music, and news channels, but none appeared to draw his attention.

Sipping my juice, I waited, considering my options as he searched the stations. I could only hope he would listen to my request without judgment. So much had happened; we would need to talk about things, but I wasn’t sure where to start.

I felt him tapping my shoulder. Glancing up, I noticed the television was off. He was staring at me questioningly, pulling his eyebrows together above his nose. “Where did you go just now?” he asked.

Coming back to reality I sat up. “Nowhere, I’m right here,” I replied, grinning. “Sorry, I was just thinking,” I added as he didn’t respond.

“Anything you would like to share, hun?” Luder spoke softly in a kind tone.

“Well,” I started glancing around. “I was thinking about Mathieu.”

“Your brother,” he asked suspiciously. “With everything, you can be thinking of you think of your brother?”

His tone was still soft, so I continued.

Placing both my hands on his chest I leaned in and flickered my eyelids. “I was hoping we could talk about him.” Luder’s mouth pulled up on one side as I spoke. He took my hands in his and shook his head gradually.

“I’m listening,” he said softly, pulling me onto his lap.

Placing my feet next to his sides, I flung my arms around his neck and kissed his cheek. “I know the couple of times you met him wasn’t quite friendly.” I laid my head down on his chest before continuing.

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