Page 153 of Bratva Knight

“I know it’s here somewhere.” Her fingers clicked on the small button underneath one of the light sconces, and part of the wall shifted, revealing one of the many hidden passageways in the house. She turned to look at me, eyes full of mischief. “What do you say, Nicky? For old time’s sake?”

Excitement sizzled in my bones. I ran my tongue over my bottom lip and stepped forward, forcing her back into the passage.

“You remember this one, don’t you Nicky?” she breathed heavily, her chest rising and falling deeply, drawing my attention to those glorious, perky fucking tits.

“Like I could forget.” That spot right there, that exact one was the spot where I finally gave in and got my first taste of her. Where my obsession with her started.

It was my favourite place in the house.

“Are you going to keep me quiet, like last time?”

I chuckled deeply. With a flick of a switch, the wall slid back into place, encasing us almost entirely in darkness. Faint strips of light from the other side made their way into the small space, illuminating just enough for us to see each other, but not much else. I used my body to press her into the wall, the hitch of her breath making my lips curl into a feral smile.

“I don’t see why I need to,” I whispered, running my nose up the side of her neck. Her head lolled to the side, giving me more access. “Everybody knows about us now. We’ve got nothing to hide. So make as much noise as you want. Fucking scream if you want. No one is coming to save you.”

My fingers drifted up her legs, hooked around her underwear and tugged them down. The feel of her skin, that hot fucking sound she made when I delved my fingers inside her, made pleasure zing down my spine. Her pussy gripped me in a tight vice and the thought of having that heat wrapped around my cock sent me into a fucking frenzy.

I slammed my lips onto hers, forcing my tongue deep into her mouth as I picked her up, pinning her legs wide open.

“Nikolai,” she moaned, kissing me harder, her nails digging into my scalp.

She began to grind herself against my stomach, chasing for a relief.

I whipped off my shirt. “That’s it, love. Use me to get yourself off. Go on. You know I love it when you use me.”

She whimpered. She moved faster, her pussy rubbing in circles over my abs, slick and hot.

“God, I love your body. You’re so hard.Everywhere,” she groaned out in pleasure.

Her hands were all over me. Grabbing, squeezing, clutching, like she couldn’t stop touching me. Like she couldn’t get enough of me.

I loved that I drove her so wild, so crazy. Because that’s exactly what she did to me.

“Suck on my tits,” she demanded breathlessly, grinding and grinding and grinding.

I used a hand to her throat to pin her against the wall. “Ask nicely,” I whispered over her lips. “Or better yet, why don’t you beg me?”

The truth was, she didn’t need to beg me. I’d give my life to suck on those glorious tits of hers, but I liked the game. So did she.

“Please,” she begged, licking at my lips.

“I think you can do better than that, love.Beg me.”

She whined, this truly impatient sound that made me think she couldn’t wait any second longer to have my mouth on her.

“Please, Nikolai. Please suck on my tits.”

I chuckled. “Such a needy little girl you are.” I yanked down the front of her dress roughly and her tits spilled out. Full, plump and perfect, little pink nipples.

Fucking delicious.

Tatiana gasped when I sealed my lips around her, sucking her tit deep into my mouth. Her hand moved to cradle the back of my head, keeping me right where she wanted me as she continued to grind, her movements turning feverish. Chaotic. She was close.

The sound of footsteps echoed around us. Someone was coming up the stairs.

Her tit fell out of my mouth with a wetplop. “Here’s your chance, love. Let them hear you.”

“Oh, fuck.” She came undone. Her whole body shook, a pleasure-filled scream erupting from her throat. Her pussy grew slick against my abs, drenching my skin.

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