Page 68 of Forced Bratva Wife

“You still want me here? You still want me to stay? Even after all the heat of the kidnapping is gone?”

Leaning just enough to take her chin, I squeezed my fingers into the hollow of Parker’s cheeks, forcing her to open.

“I want you here, little one. You’ll be at my side forever. Mine and mine alone. Got it?” She nodded, her mouth open for me. “Good. Now, be my sweet girl and wrap those pretty lips around me.”

Freeing my erection with the other hand, I held eye contact with Parker as I slid my shaft across her tongue and down her throat. She welcomed me hungrily, rocking her head back and forth to take me up to the hilt. The warmth that enveloped me was sublime, and I instinctively gripped Parker’s hair, holding her in place as I fucked her mouth.

Then her hands were surrounding the base of my erection as she rolled her tongue around the head, and I bucked in her grip. We’d entertained ourselves like this over the past few days, and Parker was getting better and better at sucking me off.

Real damn good.

I loved watching her at my feet, taking me down her throat as her eyes gently watered. But I’d been cleared for bigger things than this, and I had plans.

As Parker popped me out of her lips with a resounding smack, I yanked her back to her feet, spinning her around to face the bed. My hand went to the hem of her nightie, and I bunched in between my fingers until I reached her hip, slipping my hand between her thighs.

She was already blissfully wet, and there were no useless panties to get in my way. Ugh, best decision you ever made, Lev. My dick shuddered near her ass as I toyed with her slick slit.

“Oh, fuck, Lev. Please.” She rubbed herself against me. “I’ve been just as hungry for this. Please.”

I knew what she really meant. It wasn’t just the notion of sex. We’d been able to fool around with each other some as I healed. No, this was about finding the raw, painful pleasure we both needed so badly. Parker and I didn’t do soft, and I was finally cleared to give her everything I had.

Sliding my hand back enough to slap her sensitive skin, I relished the way Parker arched into me, her ass grinding against my erection as she gripped the covers.

“Get this fucking thing off you.” I yanked at the nightgown before reaching to my pants and sliding my belt free. “And spread those legs.”

Kicking her feet wider with my foot, Parker adjusted happily, widening her stance as she pulled the silk nightie over her head and tossed it to the floor. She leaned onto her elbow on the bed, her hips coming back to present her ass so beautifully for me.

“Such a good girl. You know exactly where I want you.”

“Lev,” Parker whined, “please. I need it.”

With a clean yank, the leather of my belt slid completely out of my belt loops, my diamond-hard cock still fed through the hole of my downed zipper. I folded the belt in half, taking a step closer. As the head of my erection brushed against Parker’s entrance, she moaned low, and I let just that first few inches slide in. I wanted to feel her pussy clamp down as I used the belt.

In a hard crack, I brought the belt down on her right ass cheek, and Parker squeezed around me. Her yelp immediately bled into a contented sigh, and I loosened another blow on the other cheek. She arched, gripping the fabric beneath her hands, and more of me slid into her pussy.

“Naughty little thing. Getting more of Daddy’s cock inside that needy pussy.”

Two more strikes, and then I thrust myself deep, bottoming out inside Parker. Her walls clamped down around me, the constriction tight and incredible. I rocked my hips, slowly sliding in and out as I rained down several more light smacks.

Her skin was a delightful shade of pink, and my shoulder pinched slightly at the strain. It had been far too long since we’d done this or since I was physical, and I wouldn’t let any weakness in my muscles stand. There were several more evenings like this one in our future.

“Fuck, Lev! Yes!”

I smirked down at her, dropping the belt and grabbing her ass with both hands. I squeezed hard, and Parker hissed against the pressure on her sensitive skin. I hadn’t moved yet either, and she started to thrust her hips back and forth.

“You’re so damn needy, aren’t you? That’s it, little one. Fuck my cock.”

She worked faster, ramming herself backward before rolling her hips in a circle that made the head of my erection rub against every angle inside her. Parker moaned low as she found her G-spot, paying particular attention to it as she fucked harder, quicker.

Continuing to squeeze her ass, I toyed with the slippery skin as my cock stretched her, roaming my digits over every available in. Parker cried out as the quick, fluttering touches tangled with the hard jolt to her insides as she thrust back. I bottomed out as far as possible as her natural rhythm met a sudden shove forward of my hips.

“Ahh!” She screamed, and I grabbed a fistful of her hair as she arched up off the mattress, pulling her head back toward her ass.

It forced me deep like that on every move, and we began to time our efforts once more as we both lost ourselves to the sensations.

Parker’s folds were slick around my thumb as I glided it up her ass and then back down. The new sensation tipped her over the edge, and I felt Parker pulse around me as she came, clenching down on my cock like a damn vice. I didn’t let up, taking more and more from her until the familiar burn of release warmed my shaft and balls.

Another hard thrust, Parker’s glorious cries echoing in the room, and I was coming deep inside her pussy, pumping my hot release into her for what felt like years. Her quaking pussy milked every damn drop until she was so full that a tiny trail dribbled down her leg.

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