Page 19 of Claimed By the Bratva

“Digging?” I asked curiously.

“Yes,” I van replied, laughing. “Don’t worry, it's not a bad thing. We just wanted to learn more about your family. And I must say, we were impressed.”

Looking from Ivan to Sergei, I swallowed the lump forming in my throat suddenly. “Oh, okay,” I replied, unsure of what to expect.

“We were amazed at how long you guys have managed to stay under the radar, hidden from the world we are a part of,” Sergei added.

Feeling proud and grateful for such high praise, I grinned. “Staying hidden was our main goal all the years. But now we are stepping out into the light,” I said confidently.

The waiter brought us a round of drinks and shots. “Together, I am sure we will soar,” Ivan said as he nodded at the waiter. We talked a little about our families and our operations as we shared more drinks.

A couple of hours later, after way too many drinks, I found myself lying sprawled out on a king-size bed. I stared up at the ceiling. The bed was so soft I was sure it would be how it felt floating on a cloud.

I was tired, yet sleep evaded me. After tossing and turning a couple of times, my mind drifted back to Joyce. I found myself back in her offices when I went to see her. It was hard that day not kissing her and making her mine. But now, this time, I allowed my mind the freedom to act out its desires.

I held her hand tightly as we moved to her office. After closing the door, I followed her to the back of her desk. “Anton,” she whispered as I pushed up against her. My hands swept the contents of her desk to the floor before picking her up and placing her on top. “We can’t do this here,” she whispered in my ear as I stepped in between her legs.

The heat between us was more than I could take. My hands had no master as they moved up and down her smooth legs. Our mouths touched, her lips burning mine like coals. Herbreathing was ragged, but so was mine. Our mouths were like wild animals devouring each other.

“What if someone sees us?” I heard her whisper between passionate kisses.

“What of it?” I replied, kissing the top of her luscious breasts. My hands found their way up and started fondling them. “I don’t care, I want you, I need you.”

I felt her pulling me tighter as I ripped open her shirt, exposing her perfect breasts. Grabbing the back of her neck, I gently pulled her head back, lifting her face to the ceiling as I tenderly kissed her neck. She breathed out hard as her body shook.

I felt her hands moving up my back under my shirt. Lifting my head, I let out a soft growl. Pulling her back up, I allowed her to remove my shirt. Joyce was panting as I sucked her breasts.

The table shook slightly as we moved furiously, getting rid of the rest of our clothes. Laying her back on the table, I admired her beautiful pussy. She was a star, the most stunning woman I had ever seen.

Grabbing hold of her thighs, I lifted her into my arms. I bit down on my lower lip as I felt my dick throbbing. Lust drove my actions as I wanted nothing more than to be inside of her. Turning, I walked to the back wall and pinned her against it.

Joyce was breathing hard and rapidly. Her legs wrapped around my waist. “Joyce,” I whispered as our lips met again. “Are you sure?”

“Pulling back, she smiled shyly. “Yes, Anton,” she replied, licking her lips.

Picking her up higher to slide her onto my hard cock, we knocked over a small table. I stood frozen for a second, listening if anyone heard the noise. But there was nothing outside the office. We were alone.

Holding her firmly, I turned back and placed her down on the table. There was less chance of making a racket. Laying her back on it, I pulled her to the edge. Joyce gasped as her pussy hit my body.

Going down on one knee, I gently licked her as I placed her heels on the edge of the table, opening her up completely. I felt her fingers moving through my hair as she moaned softly. After a couple of quick flicks of my tongue, I stood and pushed my stiff cock into her wet pussy.

This made both of us scream with pleasure. She was warm and wet, and my senses all lit up. Joyce was shaking her head wildly as I started moving in and out. Lifting my head to the ceiling, I closed my eyes as my body started shivering.

Suddenly, there was a loud ‘bang.’ I opened my eyes and sprung up. Looking around, I sat back down on the bed. I heaved as I grasped where I was, and I was only dreaming. I was covered in sweat and felt disappointed. It felt so real.

Shaking my head, I took a cold shower and gathered my things. My flight home was early, and I wanted to greet Ivan before I left. As I walked down to the restaurant, my head was pounding. A reminder of our drinking.

I found Ivan in the bar giving orders to the staff. “Ah, there you are,” he said, grinning as I walked in. He didn’t look like I felt, and I wondered how he did it.

“I am on my way and just wanted to thank you,” I said, holding out my hand.

Ivan grabbed it with both of his. “No need, my friend, you are always welcome. My driver will take you. Have a safe flight.”

“Thank you, Ivan, we’ll talk later,” I added as I turned and headed out.

Tasha was waiting for me as my plane landed. I was grateful for the escort home as my head was still throbbing a little. Once I had unpacked, and grabbed some coffee with a muffin, I called Alexandr.

Alexandr only had one question. “Can you handle this with only a couple of men? We have had a surge in requests and can’t spare too many.”

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