Page 32 of The Bratva's Forbidden Pregnancy

He was a very good kisser, and honestly, I’d never been kissed like this before. My entire body was craving him.

He pulled me to himself, and I could feel his erection brushing against my groin. That shit made me wet, and I was swooning in ecstasy.

A gasp escaped my lips when his hand glided up my thigh, slowly teasing me and causing my body to tremble. His fingers caressed my underpants before shifting them aside. I moaned softly when his middle finger slipped into my entrance. My eyes were shut, enjoying the magic of his finger.

I rubbed my hand against the print of his cock, basking at the size of it underneath his pants.

Gosh! It was huge, and I couldn’t wait to have him deep inside me. This was happening already; things were heating up and moving way too fast.

He pushed me against the wall, and I struggled to take off his coat while he quickly undid the zipper of my dress. He unhooked my bra and took my breast into his mouth. It felt so good—how he sucked my titties, biting my nipples deliciously. I couldn’t help moaning.

I unbuckled his belt and dipped my hand into his pants. When I withdrew his cock, my eyes widened in shock; it was bigger than I thought.

He left my breasts and returned his lips to mine while I stroked that hard cock, gliding my thumb over his precum.

Vlad inserted his finger back into my slippery mound, his eyes glued to mine. I knew that he was savoring the look on my face as I writhed at his touch. He was gentle yet in charge. I loved it.

He kissed me again, this time going down my neck with his finger relentlessly digging into my pussy.

I moaned and moaned and moaned.

He went down on his knees, and with both hands, he yanked my panties off entirely, raising my leg above his shoulder.

My moan was softer and more intense when his tongue settled on my entrance. I was wet already; now imagine the sensation when my wetness mixed with his saliva.

Fuck!

He was an expert with his tongue, eating me up so well that I couldn’t get enough. My body was tense, and my breath was difficult to catch while my eyes were rolling backward. I pushed his head deeper between my legs, caressing his soft hair.

The icy mint of his tongue as it played with my clit was driving me nuts, especially when he started to finger me simultaneously.

I was losing my mind.

What’s he doing to me? Fuck! This feels so good.

By the time he was done using his tongue, he got back to his feet, and I reached to kiss him, meeting him so fervently.

I was ready to be fucked right now.

He whisked me up, and I clasped my feet around his waist, my hands going around his neck as he walked over to a table somewhere in the room. Vlad set me down gently, spreading my legs apart.

I was breathing heavily as I watched him position his cock at my entrance, his eyes locked on mine.

Slowly, Vlad penetrated me; I threw my head backward, moaning as my pussy swallowed him up. His thrusts were gentle at first; then gradually, he quickened the pace, his groin slapping against mine.

His cock was hitting places that had never been hit before, and I felt him deep inside my stomach. It was a wonderful feeling.

I sat up on the table, my arms around his neck as he continued to ram into me hard and fast. It was too good to hold in, so I lay back on the table in complete surrender to him.

His thrusts made my titties bounce, and my legs trembled; my body vibrated at the sensation coursing through me.

He was killing me.

Vlad withdrew, and I got up, bending over with a knee on the table. He grabbed my hair and pulled it, fucking me from behind.

Yes, yes! Give it to me! This is how I want it!

I had been starving and didn’t realize it until now. The man was really good—experienced and skillful. He was handling me like a real man, and I felt like a woman…. I felt alive.

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