Page 53 of The Bratva's Secret Twins

I left her mound, wet and throbbing, then gazed into her blue eyes.

“Take me,” she said. “I’m yours. Take me, please.”

I seized her by the waist and whisked her into the air while she giggled. Vivian wrapped her legs around me and started to kiss me. Shortly after, I pushed her to the wall, where she leaned with her back against it.

Our bodies collided, brushing against one another in a heated passion. Her cologne was getting me high like a drug; her skin was soft and smooth. Her tongue was twirling in my mouth and mine in hers. My body was craving her despite having her in my arms.

I pushed my fingers into her brunette hair and firmly positioned my palm at the back of her neck while looking into her eyes.

“You miss me, don't you?” she asked, reaching for my cock.

Of course, I did. I missed her a lot, but I didn't respond; instead, I brushed the back of my fingers over her cheeks. She bit her lower lip seductively, and I watched the sexy look on her face as I massaged her breasts.

“Fuck me,” she said, stroking my cock.

I lifted her leg and inserted my cock into her pussy.

She moaned, her pussy swallowing me whole.

For some reason, I felt the need to be gentle, penetrating her slowly as she engaged me in a fervent kiss at the same pace.

I hadn’t felt this good in a long time.

She pushed me away from her, and for a second, I was lost, confused by the sudden change in dynamic.

Next thing I knew, I was on my back on the bed as she approached me with steady steps. Vivian slowly sat on my cock, gasping erotically as it traveled into her entrance.

I felt a jolt of electricity surging through my body, prompting me to sigh with satisfaction.

Vivian rode me like never before, her hands caressing my broad chest. She was grinding, whining, with her head up toward the ceiling.

It felt really good, especially because she was so wet.

She threw her hands into her hair, twisting and twirling over my dick. Her moans were killing me softly.

I grabbed her breasts as she increased her speed, going fast…very fast. The faster she went, the louder her moans. She was a lioness in bed, pleasuring me with her skills and experience.

“I'm cumming,” she announced, her eyes rolling back while her legs trembled. “I’m cumming, Daniil, I’m cumming!”

She screamed, and I groaned deeply, about to shoot my load, then—

The alarm clock on my bedside table buzzed loudly, forcing me to wake up. My eyes widened suddenly, and with a single swipe, I slapped it off.

As I lay there in my bed, gazing at the ceiling, I realized it was yet another dream. It wasn’t real. As much as I wanted it to be, it wasn’t.

It had been four years already since Vivian’s escape, and I still hadn’t healed; I hadn’t yet gotten over her. These dreams had plagued my sleep since the day she left, and despite everything I’d done to try to stop them, they always returned every night. Each time I had a dream like that, it was always sexual, with different styles each time and different content, but the characters remained the same: me and her.

It always started with me eating her pussy or the other way around, and eventually, we fucked, but each time I was about to cum or the reverse, I always woke up.

I couldn’t continue living like this. It was torture, and I wasn’t entirely sure how I felt about the whole thing. Vivian had tricked me and played on my intelligence; she’d beaten me at my own game, a game I’d thought I was the master of, and she was the pawn. Obviously, the joke was on me.

She’d managed to escape me, and even when my man in the police force had found her and returned her to me, I underestimated her desire to run. Vivian had proved to me that night that she was a force to be reckoned with. She had been so determined not to get caught that she’d done the unthinkable.

I was mad at her, but I couldn’t help but admire her resilience, zeal, and guts.

She didn’t just run away from me; she’d managed to stay hidden all these years. I’d put my men across the globe in search of her, but she still stayed unseen, undetected. I always found whoever I was looking for, no matter where they hid in the world, but with her, it was different. Every clue we hit was a dead end. All of our efforts to find her were futile.

I had the best IT guys at my disposal, but none of them could narrow down her location.

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