Page 44 of Plus-Sized Bratva Prisoner

She backs up against her desk, turning her face away from me as the thrill of her jealously rushes through me and I press my body against hers.

“Get off me, Yefim. Go and get your fill fromZoey.”

I grab her neck in my hand and force her to look at me. “You are blind, girl.” I snarl at her, my lips inches from hers. “Are you really that stupid?”

Can’t she see that all I want is her? Can’t she figure that out?

Tia gasps as my fingers tighten around her throat.

The thought of her being jealous of someone else making a move on me has me pushed over the edge. My cock is throbbing as I press it against her. In fright, Tia leans back over the desk, her hands resting on the edge as I push even closer to her.

I can’t believe she is jealous. That means she doesn’t want anyone else near me. She doesn’t want to share me.

I wrap my hand under her ass cheek and lift her onto the desk, pushing my hips between her legs and forcing them open as her dress rides up over her hips.

“You’ve got it wrong, Tia,” I growl against her lips, then press my mouth over hers and kiss her, heated and passionate.

I tug my pants open and free my cock.

There is not stopping me now.

I’ve waited too long for this. She’s pushed me away too many times. But now—now I know she wants me.

One of her hands leaves the edge of the desk and twists into my shirt, right over my heart, as I grab her panties and pull them to the side.

I run my finger over her pussy and feel how wet she is.

Dripping. She is so ready for me.

Tia tilts her head back as I push my cock into her pussy.

She opens her mouth to cry out, but my hand is still around her throat, cutting off any sound that might escape, just tight enough to keep her quiet.

I thrust into her, and paperwork slides off the desk behind her, her coffee mug rattling across the surface. I slam into her again, the feeling of finally being inside her almost too much to bear.

I wrap my arm around her back to hold her against me as my thrusts become more urgent. Faster, pushing deeper inside her as my cock throbs in her pussy, and her pussy pulses over me with pleasure and need.

Tia’s nails are digging through my shirt, into my skin, the pain of it mixing with the pleasure in the heat of the moment.

I can feel her legs beginning to shake and she’s pushing her hips forward against me.

I pull her head to the side and whisper against her ear. “You belong to me.”

Her body begins shaking uncontrollably as her orgasm sucks my cock deeper into her pussy.

I snarl as my cock goes rigid and starts pulsing and exploding into her.

I bury my face against her cheek as wave after wave of pleasure escapes me.

Then, I slowly release my hand from her throat.

I step away from her, suddenly very aware of where we are.

Anyone could have walked in at any time.

I chuckle, pulling my pants closed.

I eye her up and down as she slides off the edge of the desk and quickly pulls her dress down, trying to make herself look neat again.

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