Page 61 of The Bratva's Forced Innocent Bride

“Brooke,” I growled, flipping her off my lap and onto her back. “As much as I love the taste of your mouth, I need to taste you everywhere.”

Somehow her shirt was off, and her lush tits bounced free and into my hands. I teased each pink nipple to a tight peak before taking one in my mouth. Her groans reached my ears over the rushing of my blood, and I kissed hungrily down her body even as she tugged on my hair.

“More,” she sighed, her hands finding her nipples.

I paused, mesmerized by the sight, enjoying her mischievous smirk when she figured out what she was doing to me. With my face pressed to her stomach, I breathed her in, thenplunged my tongue into her belly button, making her shriek. Her hands clapped to either side of my head, pressing me lower now, with the same urgency I felt.

“I want you so much,” she said, her voice raw. “I always have.”

I paused to look up at her. Our eyes met, and I saw the truth there. “I know,” I told her. “You never could keep your hands off me.”

This playful jibe earned me a swat across the top of my head, and I laughed, all the tension and uncertainty of our life together draining away. Brooke was safe; we were together, and that was all that mattered.

“I knew you couldn’t go much longer without hitting me.”

Before she could answer, I dragged her sweatpants down, bringing the cotton panties along for the ride, until they were at her ankles and she kicked them the rest of the way off. Spreading her legs wide, I dragged them over my shoulders, to lap at her wet heat. At the first taste of her slick pussy, I groaned, pushing my tongue deep until she writhed and clamped her knees tight around my head.

“Yes, yes, yes,” she murmured, her hands falling to her sides to twist the sheets.

I was torn between tasting and watching her and kept lifting my head to see her thrashing her hair in every direction. She finally lifted her hand and placed it on my forehead, pushing me back down between her thighs.

“Please!” It was more of a demand than anything else, and I couldn’t deny her anything.

I found her swollen clit and made her cry out, circling until she was shaking beneath me. I could have stayed there foran hour, feasting on her perfect body, but my cock was about to burst, aching to be inside her.

“I need you,” I groaned. “Give me what I want. I need to feel you come.”

Her reaction was instantaneous, with her legs gripping my head, her hands tearing at my hair, and her scream ringing out to echo around the room. I lapped at the gush of her pleasure, my own arms shaking, my whole body thrumming as I held back to enjoy watching her.

I slowly kissed my way back up her body, feeling as if I had gone six rounds with my brother in his boxing gym, but instead of pain, my muscles burned with desire.

Brooke relaxed into a heap, her head sinking between two pillows as her chest heaved, but still her hands reached for my shoulders as I leaned down to kiss her. As if she was brought back to life by the feel of my lips on hers, she eagerly opened her mouth to me. Reaching down, I slid my fingers into her tight little hole, slick and ready for my cock.

“I have to fuck you now,” I said. “I have to be inside this pussy of yours.”

“Why aren’t you?” she cried, gripping my shaft and stroking. “Oh God, hurry.”

My eyes slammed shut as she ran her thumb over my dripping tip in a hypnotic fashion. This was so, so good. Everything about being with Brooke was everything I wanted.

Everything I needed.

The frantic urgency receded for a moment so I could really take her in. Her tangled hair spread out over the pillows and half in her face, pink cheeks as bright as her eyes, which were a dark, stormy blue. But not with anger this time. Oh, Iwas certain I’d see that emotion there again, but now there was only…

I shook my head, coming back to the moment as she tightened her grip on my cock.

“Where did you go?” she asked. “And why aren’t you fucking me yet?”

The fact she hadn’t told me she loved me flew from my mind as she gave me a pleading look, stroking harder and faster. I grabbed her hand to still the movements that were driving me wild all over again.

“I’m right here,” I said, finding her entrance and sliding deep.

Her gasp mingled with my groan as her tight pussy swallowed every inch of my cock. Our eyes locked as I slowly pulled back, only to drive deep again and again. With trembling hands, she reached for my face and dragged me down for a kiss.

The taste of her juices on her lips had me pounding faster, needing to feel her tighten around me, and hear her cry out into my mouth.

“Come for me again, Brooke,” I said.

Her legs wrapped around my hips, and I ran my hand down the back of her thigh, pushing her knee to her chest to get deeper. Finding her clit between our grinding bodies, I teased the swollen nub as I drove into her. We were both barely hanging on, stubborn to the last, determined to get every last drop of each other.

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