Page 16 of Forced Bratva Hostage

Cautiously, I glanced around one more time to confirm that I was alone in the hallway. With a heavy sigh, I decided to feast my eyes, to add a face to the sweet voice that had me captivated.

My steps were silent against the floor as I tiptoed to the door, daring to peep through the narrow gap.

In an instant, my brows arched at the sight unfolding before me, my heart pounding in my chest. A sudden bout ofheat crept into my body, stealing my breath and leaving me glued to this erotic sight.

Tension jolted through my veins, my eyes widening as I watched Afanasy plunge into a naked woman bent over on her knees, her hip positioned in front of his groin.

She gripped the sheets beneath her, her moderately sized breasts bouncing back and forth as her cries blended with the music.

I watched her body tremble, her nipples grazing over the pillow beneath her. She dug her face into the sheets, fingers gripping them tightly.

One thing was certain: He was drowning in ecstasy. For some reason, I felt a tingling sensation between my legs.

Subtly, I pulled my thighs together in reaction to the erotic feeling coursing through my blood.

I bit my lower lip, hypnotized by this wild sight; it was like watching porn, but in real life. I tried to tear my gaze off them, but I couldn't. Instead, my eyes settled on Afanasy, and immediately, my heart burned with something that felt like desire.

He was equally naked, but from this angle, I could only view his body from the waist up, and it was an amazing sight.

I'd beat myself up later for drooling over his masculinity, but in the meantime, I was lost in a sea of fantasy, eyes drinking in his gorgeous form.

His chiseled torso held my gaze for a moment before my eyes roamed his bare chest, lusting over his impressive physique.

I swallowed, watching as a single strand of sweat streamed down, tracing the contours of his torso. His abs formed a rigid grid, the lines between them deepening as his waist narrowed.

He grabbed a handful of the woman's hair and pulled on it like a rein, forcing her head to jerk. She giggled, sticking out her tongue, her eyes locked to his. Afanasy lowered his face, taking her tongue in his mouth.

Deep down, I envied this woman; she seemed to be having such a good time. Her delicious moans and writhing body were a testament to how much she was enjoying this.

Sadly, I couldn't relate to how she was feeling. I'd never even kissed a guy before, let alone gotten laid.

I was still a virgin. But this was my little secret

Watching them was so hot—I could feel the heat swelling within me, and my thighs wouldn't stop pressing together, a feeble attempt to contain this growing sensation. A spark of electricity surged through my body, my core vibrating.

I was so lost in my own fantasies, overwhelmed by pleasure, that I didn't notice his gaze until I met his eyes.

Instinctively, my palm flew to my mouth as if to hold back the flood of embarrassment threatening to burst out. My heart sank into my chest, the smirk on his face stealing my breath away.

I backed away from the door, my chest heaving rapidly at the anxiety pulsating within me.

Without a moment of hesitation, I sprang to my feet, my footsteps pounding against the floor as I ran across the hallway.

The guest room door burst open, and I stormed inside, shutting it behind me. I locked the door with a swift motion, my back resting against it.

My breathing was labored, heavy with embarrassment, as I placed a palm over my heaving chest.

The back of my head grazed the door with a gentle bump.

“Shit.”

Chapter 7 – Afanasy

“What's the update on the project, brother?” Roman's voice resonated from the phone resting on the dashboard console.

I glanced at the lit screen before returning my gaze back to the road. “A hundred percent compliance from our debtors,” I replied, gently swerving the car down a street. “Well, 99.99, if I'm being honest. There's an idiot on the run, but I'll get him,” I added, my brows furrowing at the fact that Harrison Everett was still at large.

“I trust that you will, brother,” he said, his tone dripping with confidence. “Your name is spreading like wildfire amongst our associates and business partners.” He let out a chuckle, pride lacing his tone. “Everyone seems to be falling back in line, thanks to the hell you've raised in the city.”

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