Page 88 of Forced Bratva Bride

“Hey, sexy,” he growls.

I giggle and gently bite his neck.

“Mm.” He moans and runs his hand down my side. “My love, my beautiful angel, I still can’t believe what you told me tonight. I can’t even explain to you how excited I am. We are going to have a baby together. You and me. My beautiful wife. Did I ever tell you how lucky I am to have you? How long I waited for the perfect person, and then I got someone who was even more perfect than I could ever have imagined.”

He pushes me gently onto my back and leans his body over mine, his hand pressed into the pillow above my head, and the muscles of his arm flexing beautifully. I trace my fingers over his arm, across his broad shoulders, and down his side.

He leans further into me, pressing his mouth against mine, pushing my legs open as he climbs on top of me. “You are so beautiful,” he whispers against my ear, and his voice sends shivers down my spine, lighting fire between my legs.

I can already feel how hard his cock is as he rubs it against my pussy, rocking gently back and forth and letting it slide over me.

“You belong to me,” he says, his voice deep and husky.

“I will always belong to you. I know this, because every day I just fall more deeply in love with you,” I say breathlessly as he traces kisses across my neck.

He takes a deep breath, and his cock throbs against me.

“You are so wet.”

His warm tongue plays across my nipples, sending shockwaves through me, then over my stomach as he moves towards my thighs. He gently nibbles the inside of my thigh, then pushes my legs open wider, burying his face against my pussy, his tongue slipping inside me.

I gasp and rock my hips up against his face as he begins to slowly fuck me with his tongue.

He slides his tongue up, over my clit, and then moves it in small circles.

I wrap my fingers in his hair and push his face harder against me.

He moans with pleasure and pushes his tongue inside me again.

When my legs start shaking, he stops, grinning. “I didn’t say you could come yet.”

He moves his body back over mine, and I feel his cock pressing against my pussy. When he kisses me, I taste myself on his lips.

Then he thrusts into me, slowly, his cock filling my pussy inch by inch until it is buried all the way inside me, and I can barely handle the pleasure of it.

I wrap my legs around his waist, and he pushes them further apart with his hips.

He wraps his arm around my back and lifts it slightly, arching me towards him.

Then he begins to fuck me.

Slow, sensual, and deep.

He pauses every time his cock is buried all the way in my busy and rocks his hips against me. I gasp and tilt my head back, while he kisses my neck.

“You are perfect in every way, babygirl.” His deep voice runs through me.

My nails dig into his shoulders as he begins to move faster.

“Don’t come until I give you permission,” he warns me. “And keep your eyes on me. I want to watch you.”

I am struggling not to orgasm as he fucks me harder and harder.

My eyes are locked onto his, bright blue and piercing into me.

My body starts shaking, I can’t stop it.

He chuckles.

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