Page 14 of Used By the Bratva

He’s already going to be punishing me with his massive cock, so I hurry to let the dress fall to the floor. I unclasp my bra, nipples puckering as soon as the fabric drops. It’s not quite a sexy show of stripping, but it’s expedient. Leon’s gaze drops to my breasts while I hook my fingers into the sides of my thong.

“Good girl. Take it off, and let me see that dripping pussy. I want to see how much you want me right now.”

I bravely turn around so that my back is to him and bend over, letting the thong slide down my legs, and step out of it.

He groans, his large hands palming my ass, keeping me bent over in front of him. His fingers dig into the creases of my hips, and he yanks me back to his face. His warm breath skates over my pussy before his tongue glides from one end to the other through my slippery folds in one long stroke.

It’s something I’ve never felt before. I jolt, and massive waves of pleasure roll through my body. When he sucks my clit into his mouth, fireworks explode inside me. I lose myself in everything he is. I am lost in his touch. I am lost in his taste.

“Fucking hell.” He takes a breath and groans.

I breathe shakily as I brace myself on the glass coffee table while his tongue devours me incessantly as if I were his favorite ice cream.

Only when my legs begin to tremble does he pull me into his lap, one hand cupping my breast while the other slides between my legs.

“Kiss me, Natalie. Taste yourself and tell me that it’s not the best fucking thing you’ve ever had.”

As I turn my head to kiss him, he slides a finger into me.

My hips rock forward into his touch as his tongue battles mine, sweeping through my mouth until all I can taste is my arousal.

We both moan as he breaks away from my mouth, kissing his way down my neck as his finger pushes deeper into me.

Leon’s hard length presses against my ass as he teasingly takes my nipple between his fingers. He rolls the hard bud until I squirm, desperate for more.

A moment of panic rises in me as Leon pulls his hands back and pushes me off him, but relief floods through me as he drapes my legs over his lap and presses my ass and back into the couch again.

“Good girl. You’re so wet for me. You just needed a real man to make you feel good.”

“Oh, yes. More. Please.” My head falls back, and I close my eyes. All I could do is feel.

“And she has manners.” He chuckles, bends over me, and sucks my nipple between his teeth, releasing it with a slight pop. His hand moves between my thighs again, and he pushes two fingers inside me.

His thumb rubs circles around my needy bundle of nerves, and his thick fingers slide in and out of me.

“Solnyshko, look at me.” Leon groans.

At his command, my eyes snap open. He watches my face and my expression so attentively.

His piercing blue eyes never leave my face; his fingers become more deliberate and faster, fucking me roughly and sending me into a spiral. The other hand massages my breasts, and my inner walls begin to pulsate. The pressure increases, and I’m on the verge of detonation.

“Come, Natalie. That’s it. Give it, solnyshko.”

And that is the last straw. My orgasm hits me as fast and as hard as he demands. I scream. Then I curse. Then I gasp.

It’s the best orgasm I’ve ever had. Leon's fingers keep thrusting, moving deeper but slower, drawing out the orgasm until I’m a quivering mess.

He finally pulls out when my legs stop shaking, stands up, and scoops me in his arms as he heads down a hall and up a staircase.

“Where are we going?” I ask, still breathing heavily, as he climbs another set of stairs.

“My bed.”

The staircase leads to the top floor, which opens onto a massive primary suite with a study in one corner.

Although the thought of looking around briefly crosses my mind, Leon has other ideas. He throws me into the middle of the bed, the soft, silky sheets cool on my sweaty skin, and I prop myself up on my elbows. His eyes trail a line down my body, savoring every inch of exposed skin and clearly liking what he sees.

“You are so fucking beautiful.” He grunts and runs his fingers light as a feather over my curves. Watching his face as he takes me in is fascinating and intoxicating. The hunger in his eyes makes me feel so desired, wanted, and sexy.

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