Page 31 of The Bratva King's Claimed Bride

She tentatively licks the tip, and I put both hands on the glass in front of me, closing my eyes.

Her tongue swirls around the head like an artist drawing a perfect circle. My body tenses as she wraps her lips around my erection and slowly sucks.

My hips buck slightly, and she puts a hand on each of my legs and starts bobbing her head up and down, breathing hard.

I move my hips with her movement, enjoying the warm and wet feel of her mouth around my cock. I let her go on for almost a minute before I feel my balls tensing, and then I tangle my hand in her hair and stop her.

She looks up at me as she releases my cock, and I help her up. I spin her around and press her against the glass of the window, pulling her hips out slightly. With one hand on her hip, I use my other hand to guide my cock until I’m ready to push into her.

Her pussy stretches over my dick and almost sucks it in, encompassing it in a warm, wet heavenly cove.

I push until I’m in her fully, and then I stop to bite her shoulder and kiss my way to her neck.

She’s breathing hard, her hands against the glass overlooking the city.

I pull out slowly and then push back in.

She groans and drops her head forward, her hair hanging in her face as she pushes back against me, meeting me in my slow rhythm.

I feel like all hell is going to break loose, but I want to remain in control.

“Please…” she gasps out. “Don’t… stop…”

I pump my hips again and again. I build up a slow rhythm, in and out.

Arina tips her head back. “Yes.”

I watch her with hooded eyes, leaning down to kiss her neck.

I see her reach between her legs and then stop, putting her hand back.

“Do you want to touch yourself?” I murmur.

She looks over her shoulder, biting her lip. “It helps…”

I push deeply into her and reach around her, fingering her clit. “Like this?” I ask quietly.

She arches her back. “Yes.”

“Interesting,” I say with a smile. I start to move my hips again, this time while I finger her swollen nub.

She moves her hips hard, and a wet slapping sound fills the air around us. There is electricity between us, and I can feel my pleasure building.

I pull out of her and turn her around, lifting her leg and guiding myself back into her.

She holds onto my shoulders as she moves with me. Her sultry eyes are heavy with a burning passion.

I kiss her hungrily, and it drives me to move my hips more quickly.

She breaks the kiss. “Harder,” she gasps out the word.

I move my hips harder, pressing her against the window as I move.

She reaches between us and fingers herself while I move, her eyes trained on mine as she breathes heavily out her mouth, her pert lips parted.

I grunt. “I’m close. Make yourself cum with me, baby.”

She pants hard as she moves her fingers with our thrusts. Her free hand is on my shoulder, and her nails dig into my skin. I breathe heavily through my mouth as I angle myself to hit that spot.

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