Page 45 of Stolen By the Bratva

“I… Okay.” I shivered under his touch, pushing back against his cock trapped in his pants. He kissed along my neck, sucking hard and leaving his mark, and fingered me so expertly, I was soon riding his hand the best I could. I needed his guidance. I wanted his help, but he had other ideas yet.

“And if you behave, I’ll always make sure you feel good.” He unzipped his pants and let his dick spring out. As the long steely length of his erection prodded at my ass, he dipped at his knees to rub it along my crack.

“Oh, fuck.” I whimpered, letting out raw sounds that made no sense as he resumed fingering me. He wasn’t penetrating me. Only his digits pistoned into my slick heat. But the taunting pressure of his hardness thrilled me. I wanted it. I wanted him, but most of all, I wanted to be his good girl and be rewarded with his thick dick filling me again.

“Yeah, oh, fuck,” he mocked as he pushed me forward.

I stumbled just a bit as I stepped into the shower. Water crashed over my head, plastering my hair to my face as I braced my hand to the tiled wall of the stall. I huffed and squinted through the water. He didn’t leave, standing there with his tempting dick standing to attention.

“I’m getting tired of that.”

He grinned, staring at me in the water as he fisted himself and lazily stroked. “Tired of what?”

“Your just… stopping.” I rubbed my thighs together, needing some kind of friction to relieve myself of the tension of being so close to coming.

“Withholding your orgasm?” His grin widened.

I lowered my gaze to his cock, mesmerized with his steady tug on it.

“If you want it,” he drawled, “if you want me to make your pussy feel good…” He growled and stroked himself faster.

Seeing him jerk off like this fucked with my logic. All I could do was stare and get more turned on. I breathed faster, slipping my hand toward my sex to play right along with him. The second I touched my clit, he released himself and slapped my hand away.

“No. I get to decide when you come.”

I gawked at him, so hot and bothered and furious that he’d tease me. He couldn’t just leave me hanging like this!

He grabbed a folded washcloth from a shelf, still not bothering to tuck his dick back into his pants. “And if you want to come, if you want my dick, you won’t think about running.”

I opened and closed my mouth. Words failed to come. I was stuck, torn between wanting to jump at him and touch his dick bobbing around and teasing me so openly and telling him off. I wasn’t something to just tease and torment. It wasn’t fair.

Instead, I clamped my lips shut and ripped the washcloth out of his hand.

“You hear me?” he asked, still too smug and proud about how he had me right where he wanted me.

I glowered, refusing to give him the satisfaction of an agreement.

He had me there. I hated that my body was so quick to betray me, but my lust didn’t lie.

I wanted him, all right, and against my better judgment, I wanted his dick again, dammit.

As I cleaned up, I growled to myself and tried not to think ahead to how much better it might feel when he filled me again.

Because when that time came, he’d own me.

I’d be his wife. To fuck and fill—however he liked.

But I’ll be damned if he makes me admit how much I want it.

19

ALEK

Teasing Mila in the bathroom caused more harm than good. I had her right where I wanted her, but I’d also made myself distracted with lust.

She wasn’t going to run. I couldn’t know that with one hundred percent confidence, but she wasn’t stupid. She’d heard Yusef. She realized the real and waiting risks that she would face if she decided to bolt from me. I’d proven to her that she would be better off with me. I’d protected her under gunfire. I’d pleasured her like no one else ever had. I didn’t want to assume that she would think she owed it to me to stay and not run. But I hadn’t hesitated to manipulate her, to taunt her into being so close to an orgasm, only to stop her before she could find her release.

Stupid. It was a huge mistake on my part because I’d gotten turned on too. Shoving my cock along her ass had tempted me too far, and as I rubbed my erection, letting her watch me and see what she did to me, I pushed myself too far.

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