Page 92 of Bratva Knight

“You’re not going to watch me. No. You’re going to look over there.” He pointed towards the entrance of the alley. “You’re going to watch all those people walk past, knowing that at any moment, one of them could come down this alley and see us. Seeme, eating this beautiful, wet cunt and wishing they were the ones who got the privilege of doing it instead.”

Good lord.He had the filthist fucking mouth. I loved it.

“Does that sound like something you can do, love?”

I nodded enthusiastically. “I’ll do whatever you want. Just put your mouth on me. I can’t take it anymore. I’ve missed your tongue so much.”

There were lots of parts of Nikolai I loved—his thighs, his biceps, his eyes—but his tongue? Nothing could compare.

“Have you now?” There was a playful tone to his voice. “Maybe I should get you a Queening Chair. That way, you can call me to come service you any time you want.”

“I want you to service menow,” I whined. “You’ve been teasing me for long enough.” I lifted up the front of my dress to show him my bare pussy.

A hungry look flashed across his face. He gripped the inside of my thighs and forced my legs further apart to get a better look. “There’s my pretty, pink pussy,” he whispered in awe. And then his mouth was on me.Right there, where I needed him. He dove forward like he couldn’t wait one more second to taste me and sealed his lips around my clit. I jolted, crying out at the sudden contact.

Nikolai groaned deep in his throat, likeIwas the one givinghimpleasure. His eyes rolled into the back of his head and hefeasted. That was the best—no, theonly—way to describe it. He licked, nibbled, sucked…completely ravished me like he was a man starved and I was a five course fucking meal.

“Fuck, Nikolai.” My hands were in his hair, holding his head against my pussy as I ground myself down on him. “I like having you down on your knees.”

He hummed in appreciation, moving his mouth faster. He gripped my ass tightly with both hands and urged me on, pushing me to go harder. The pleasure was so intense, I could barely catch my breath.

I knew he told me to watch the entrance, to watch as people walked past. It was because the idea of getting caught made me so fucking hot. But Nikoali was hotter.

So much hotter.

Watching him was the biggest turn on. Some men only ate pussy because they wanted the deed reciprocated, not because they actuallywantedto do it. Nikolai, though…oh, he fucking loved it. It was clear in the way he just threw himself into the task, not holding a single ounce of himself back.

His tongue dove between my folds and dipped into my pussy. “Mmm, I’ve missed this tight little hole.”

“Keep going. More, more,” I panted.

“You want more?” His hand disappeared behind his back and then there was a gun in his hand. He removed his mouth from my pussy to smirk at me. Then he ran the barrel of the gun through my lips, down to my entrance. Heat coursed through my veins.

Oh, here it comes. The dark and dangerous part he promised me.

I trusted Nikolai with my life. I knew without a shadow of a doubt he’d run through fire to save me, that he’d cut down an army of men to get to me.

So, when he clicked the safety off and started to slowly work the gun into my pussy, I wasn’t scared. I wasn’t scared that it would accidentally go off because I knew Nikolai had the steadiest hands, and that he would never do anything that put my life in danger.

Except stick a loaded gun in your hooha.

The fact that he kept his fingers well away from the trigger was a relief, though.

“Is this dangerous enough for you, Tatiana?” he asked, watching the gun disappear inside me, enraptured. “Or do you need more? Hmm?”

I whimpered when he swirled his tongue around my clit achingly slowly. The filthiness of the whole thing accentuated my pleasure and I groaned, moving my hips in time with each thrust of his gun.

I couldn’t hold back anymore. White-hot, blistering pleasure exploded in my core, so intense I feared my legs would give out, and I screamed Nikolai’s name into the darkness.

“You. Are. Breathtaking,”Nikolai whispered, kissing my pussy a few more times before pulling the gun out. He slowly got to his feet, keeping total eye contact with me, and put the gun in his mouth, sucking it clean.

I’m pretty sure I just had another orgasm.

“I’m glad to see your pussy-eating skills are still top-notch,” I panted, trying to catch my breath.

He smirked, a very smug, self-satisfied look on his face. He tucked the gun behind his back and then started to undo his belt. “I’m going to fuck you now, and I might as well warn you, it’s going to be quick.”

I chuckled softly as he lifted me up, my legs wrapping around his waist. “Been a while, hey?”

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