Page 61 of Used By the Bratva

Her teasing tone has me wishing the baby were here already so I could toss her ass over my shoulder and drag her into the ocean.

She would have it coming after the way she’s spent most of the morning teasing me. It’s been a welcome relief after the heaviness that sat between us last night.

I still don’t know why I opened up to her the way I did. I kept everything that had happened in the last fifteen years to myself. I didn’t want to tell her that her father was the man who murdered my brother.

The last thing Natalie needed was to destroy her life more than it already was.

And then I went on and told her that her father had started the war between us. I wish I could go back to last night and not tell her that. I should have come up with another reason for Pavel’s death, but I couldn’t think of one at the time.

I didn’t want to keep lying to her, either.

The only way we can build a relationship where she trusts me is to tell her the truth, even if it will be hard for her to hear it.

If she wants to survive in this world, she needs to know how brutal and ruthless it can be.

Natalie wiggles her fingers at me. “Come on. Have some fun.”

“Not going to happen.” I turn another page in my book, but I can’t focus on it at all as she bends over and sticks her ass in the air.

It wouldn’t take much to slide the material to the side and enter her in one thrust. I’m sure she’s already soaking wet; her pussy is calling out to me like a siren song.

Natalie turns around and crawls over to me on her hands and knees. “You look like you could do with a bit of fun. I could bury you in the sand. Maybe make you look like a mermaid.”

“You know, there’s a problem with mermaids,” I say in a husky tone as she straddles me and rubs her core against my hard length.

“Oh?” She moans, her head tilting back as she rolls her hips on me. “And what’s the problem?”

“You very much love the feeling of a thick cock buried in your tight pussy. If I’m a mermaid, I’m not going to have a cock.”

She smirks and leans back. “Yeah, but you could spank me with your tail.”

“Fucking hell, Natalie. This is a public beach, and you know damn well I can’t fuck you out in the open.”

Natalie looks around; the nearest person is several feet away.

With a wicked glint in her eye, she slides her hands down her body, her hips grinding, figure eights in my lap.

She pulls her bikini bottom to the side, fingers swirling through her wet folds.

I groan and pluck her off my lap, laying her in the sand next to me. “You’re becoming a horny little thing, aren’t you?”

She grins mischievously, rubs over her tummy, and slides her hand into her bikini bottoms. “I might be. If you don’t want to take care of me, I'm happy to take care of it myself. There's no one looking.”

“Tell you what.” I lean closer to her, dragging her earlobe between my teeth. “Why don’t you and I go take a swim? Then we can head home, and I will give you everything you want and more.”

Natalie’s soft moan sends all the blood in my body rushing south. Her eyes drop to my lap, and her fingers trace the outline of my cock, and I nearly lose it.

“Swim, then home, solnyshko, and then you can play with your pussy all you want in front of me before I finally give you the cock you’ve been craving.”

“Do I have to beg?”

Smirking, I get to my feet and tug her up with me. “Oh yeah. And while you’re doing it, you’re going to be crawling across the floor. Naked. Showing me your wet pussy.”

Her eyes flash with lust as I take her hand, fingers still wet with her arousal.

I put them in my mouth, tongue swirling and sucking until she’s cleaned off, not a drop of her going to waste.

“You’re going to need to do that tongue thing again, but on my clit next time.”

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