Page 28 of Innocent Bratva Virgin

“Please, Vlad.”

I pulled back from her breasts, kissing my way down to my hips.

When I flicked my eyes up to hers, Emory stared down at me, utterly enthralled by the moment.

But I hesitated just long enough to hold up one of my fingers, signally for Emory to ask me again, which she truly understood when I cupped my ear.

“Please, Vlad.Please.”

With a smirk, I returned my attention to Emory’s hips. I slid my fingers beneath the hem of her panties, guiding them down until I could pull the fabric aside and bare her to me.

And then I let my tongue do talking.

A sharp hiss escaped Emory as she arched up off the couch. The warm, slippery feeling of my tongue pleasuring her, the way her taste exploded in my mouth, had my dick throbbing. She squirmed beneath me, her body both looking for and trying to avoid the sensations as they built higher and higher.

I could tell she was close.

So, I paid attention to every single part of her delicious skin, flicking her clit before running my tongue down her folds. When I drove my tongue inside her, Emory cried out.

“Fuck!”

A sadistic chuckle escaped me as I pushed Emory’s legs farther apart. Groaning low, my fingers joined the work, smoothing across her in slow strokes as I tongued in gentle circles around Emory’s clit. More of that sinful taste floods my mouth, and Emory’s hips shoot up off the cushions as the sensations peak.

“Vlad…Oh, shit. Please,” Emory begged, and the words lit me up like a damned firework.

I continued with the maddening torture, knowing that I was getting Emory right to the edge. I dip my fingers inside her pussy, pumping in and out of me before curling them upward to hit her G-spot.

Emory thrust against my hand, my sweet girl desperate for her impending release. Continuing to worship her clit with my tongue and lips as my deliberate rhythm increased.

Just then, something burned in my chest, a cloying demand to tell Emory just how much I wanted to see her come, to detail all the blissful feelings I was experiencing thanks to her tight, warm core.

It was new. I’d never wanted to speak since the day I stopped. Not like this, at any rate.

Sure, there were times when it would have been more convenient, but this wasn’t that. This was a gnawing need to whisper filthy nothings into Emory’s ear, and the fear thatcoursed through me at that thought was nearly enough to halt me in my tracks.

But just as the nerves threatened to put me too much in my head, Emory’s climax hit.

Her pussy clamped down around my fingers as I thrust them deep inside her, and she arched off the couch, still squeezing around me with her thighs. She cried out as the release claimed her, her hips flexing as she worked herself on my mouth and fingers.

When Emory’s orgasm backed off, I sat back on my knees again, pulling the scrubs shirt off over my head. The pants were next, and it took nothing to undo the ties and shove them down my legs. My erection sprang free, and Emory’s eyes went wide, which was damn flattering.

“I…” She looked away and then met my eyes, shaking her head. “Jesus, I can’t believe I’m saying this now, but, umm, I was…a virgin. Before…last time.”

What the—

I shook my head, refocusing on Emory as she made faltering eye contact with me. The blush on her cheeks was as strong as ever, and I furrowed my brow as I leaned forward, taking her face in my hand.

Cocking my head as a way to ask the obvious question, Emory nodded.

“Yes. Really. I just felt like…you should know.”

Brushing my thumb over her bottom lip, I lowered my forehead to hers. With my free hand, I pointed to my chest and then back at Emory, holding up a single finger.

I’m your first.

She nodded again, and my blood swam with possessive adrenaline that made me feel drunk. I was buzzing from head to toe, and I needed to sink myself deep inside Emory right the fuck now.

Gliding my hand from her cheek, I gripped Emory’s hips with both hands and notched myself at her entrance. She stared up at me, still a bit unsure of herself, and all I could do was grin—a raw, obsessive grin that beamed with the knowledge that I’d claimed her all for myself and was going to do so again.

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