Page 51 of Arranged Bratva Virgin

His fingers begin to caress me and gently rub over my most sensitive skin.

“I love how wet you are,” he growls against my ear, and I tilt my head back against his shoulder.

His breath is warm against my neck as his fingers rub circles over my clit, his cock pushing into me over and over again.

He hasn’t come yet, but I can feel myself close to the edge again.

His hands press harder against me and his cock thrusts in deeper as I moan loudly.

“That’s right, baby girl. I love how your pussy feels when you come on my cock.”

I feel the intense waves of pleasure building again, and before I know what is happening, another orgasm, even more intense than the first, slams into me.

My pussy clamps over his cock so tightly that I hear him groan with pleasure.

While I am orgasming, he thrusts harder and harder into me until he grabs my hips with both hands and pushes so deep inside me I can barely handle it. I feel his cock go so hard as he explodes inside me, and I think it might tear me open.

We finish at the same time, and my breathing is heavy and fast as I lean my back against him.

“Did I hurt you?” he asks, sounding worried.

“No, not at all, that was—that was amazing.” A wave of emotion hits me, and I choke on my words. He rolls me off him and lies down next to me, pulling me tightly into his arms.

“That was amazing,” he whispers, kissing my face, soothing me.

I snuggle into his broad chest and feel his warmth soaking into me as he pulls the blankets over us.

I can’t believe it is already dark outside.

“You are the most beautiful creature I have ever met,” he says softly.

I tilt my head to look up at him, and he has the most gorgeous smile on his lips.

“Was your birthday present what you hoped it would be?”

I nod, grinning at him.

“Do you want anything else for your birthday?” he chuckles.

“I wouldn’t mind a snack,” I laugh, realizing how hungry all of that made me.

“Funny, I was just thinking how I would love to make you a snack.” He throws the blankets off his side of the bed and kisses me before sliding out. “Wait here.”

“No, I want to come with you,” I say, hurrying to climb out of bed, too.

He eyes me up and down as he pulls his sweatpants on.

He picks up one of his t-shirts and walks over to me. “Lift your arms,” he demands and then pulls it over my head.

“It’s a bit big,” I say, looking down at myself.

“It looks perfect on you.” He runs his hand down my back as he kisses me again, letting his fingers cup my naked ass cheeks.

Then he steps back. “If we don’t go make a snack right now, I am going to throw you back on the bed and start snacking on you.”

I grin and let him slip his fingers into my hand and lead me through to the kitchen.

I sit on the kitchen counter, swinging my legs and watching him as he makes us a little platter of crackers and cheese with cold cuts and fruit juice.

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