Page 41 of Innocently Imprisoned By the Bratva

“Oh, I want you alright,” I say roughly, sliding her dress up with my hand. Her thighs tremble where my fingers touch, her own fingers slipping under the hem of my shirt, tracing patterns on my skin that send shivers down my spine.

We're lost in each other, passion taking over as we explore one another's bodies. Our kisses grow deeper, hungrier, as if trying to make up for lost time.

I inch my hands up her slightly parted soft thighs and reach for the warm slick between her legs. I place my hand over her panties, soft and slightly dewy, and begin to pet her through the thin fabric. Pippa moans, her hips arching into my touch, her breath becoming ragged with her desire.

I cup her pussy, massaging the soft skin through the fabric, and she gasps, her breath hitching as she feels the desire building between her legs. I know, because the material is soaking wet now.

"Lev," she whispers, her fingers fumbling with my belt. "Please."

I quickly remove my belt and unbuckle my trousers, pulling down the zip. She hungrily pulls down my trousers halfway down my legs. I slide my thumb and forefinger through the elastic of her panties, letting it slam shut against her skin, before grabbing them again and sliding them down her legs.

The car is tight and cramped, but all that matters is the two of us, here and now.

Pippa wraps her legs around my waist, her fingers gripping the back of my neck, her nails scratching lightly as she pulls me closer. I groan as I feel her heat, her wetness. I reach to the buttons of her dress, quickly unbuttoning them, exposing her generous, curvy breasts as they peek out through her bra.

I desperately tug at her bra, lifting her breasts out of them. She moans as I support myself on my knees and take both breasts in each hand, lavishing attention to one with my tongue, before moving on to nip at her pink, luscious nipple within the next second.

Before my eyes, her breasts peak with desire, pebbling under my touch.

“Lev,” she moans, grabbing my hands and pulling them away. “Make love to me, please.”

“Not quite yet, Sweetheart,” I tell her gently, caressing her hair. I don’t want today to be a repeat of the library. I don’t want her in pain.

I crawl downward until I sit on the floor before the seat, her legs parted before me. I place my mouth between her legs, allowing my tongue to slide easily between her slick folds. She lets out a low moan, burying her fingers in my hair.

The car is filled with a mixture of her scent and mine as we both writhe in sheer pleasure. I press my lips to her clit, sucking gently, feeling her body tremble as her arousal swells.

“Oh, Lev,” she cries out, her body moving to meet my lips and tongue. She’s soaking wet, her juices flowing down the side of my mouth. Good.

Gently, I prepare her for what’s to come. I take one finger, and slowly take it to the edge of her pussy, my tongue working on her clit. I place just the tip of it inside her and feel her clench. I wiggle it in small circles, loosening her. I keep licking her clit, and she moans and gasps, shuddering with each new sensation. When I pull my tongue out and dab it into her pussy with my finger, she clenches for a second and then sighs, becoming more relaxed. I inch my finger in again.

I look up at her. Pippa's eyes are closed, her expression one of pure bliss and I take this moment to slide my finger in wholly. Her hips buck off the chair and she bites her lower lip, moaning like she’s experiencing some sheer bliss only the heavens would know.

I smile to myself as I curve my finger into a C, tapping against the top of her walls from the inside while taking my tongue back to her clit. She’s breathless now. “Lev,” she moans, clutching onto her seat. “Baby, just like this. Yes. Oh my god, what’s happening?”

I remind myself she’s never experienced this before and work damn hard to make sure she feels amazing. I keep the pace just right, my fingers wet with her juices, and my tongue dabs at her at the same pace, repeatedly pleasuring that one sweet spot.

And then, it begins.

Just as I anticipated, I feel her pussy begin to clench.

“Lev?” she screams, confusion overriding her. “What’s happening?”

I say nothing, my tongue still moving in a rapid frenzy.

“Oh my god, Lev!” she moans, her shoulders jumping off the seat before slamming back down. I remove my tongue for a second, before gently biting her clit, and begin to pound her with my finger. In that moment, her entire body begins to seize with pleasure, her eyes rolling back, her moans becoming desperate and ragged. I feel her clench around my finger. She’s cumming.

Hard.

At that moment, she bucks and cries out, her voice echoing through the car. I know she’s a virgin, but I don’t expect her to come like that. She’s a fiery one, and I can’t help but feel proud of her and myself.

I hold on to her thighs till her orgasm subsides, keeping my finger in her. Her eyes flutter open, and she sighs. “Lev,” she whispers, still catching her breath. “That was… incredible.”

I smile, taking my finger out of her and sucking on it. “I’m glad you liked it,” I say, readjusting myself above her, my cock now at her entrance. “But that’s just the beginning.”

“The beginning?” she echoes, still in a dream.

“Mm-hmm,” I smile and tease her opening with my cock.

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