Page 27 of Forced Innocent Bratva Bride

Lorena stroked my erection over the fabric of my pants, her slow, sensual kisses climbing up to my face. She gazed intomy eyes, hers burning with desire as she whispered into my ear, “You're not the only one with needs, you know.” She pulled back her head to lock eyes with me again, her voice low and sexy. “Maybe I'm trying to satisfy my own craving.”

She mirrored my expression, her breath warm against my skin as we stood, our lips inches apart. Her breasts pressed against my torso while both of my hands grabbed her ass, fondling her butt cheeks.

I could sense her tension—her unease—as her chest heaved with anticipation. Our eyes were still locked on each other's, and in hers, I saw sheer passion.

My finger glided down her ass and rubbed over the wetness of her entrance. She moaned in my face, her expression contorted in pleasure; this was a trigger I couldn’t resist.

I claimed her lips in a hot, fervent kiss, tongues dangling as we devoured each other. The air was thick with sexual tension, and I could feel the heat of the flame threatening to consume us both. Our heads tilted in perfect sync as we exchanged labored breaths, lips clashing in a frenzied dance, fused together as our kiss deepened.

My hands roamed her body, fondling and caressing her bosom as her arms wrapped around my neck. Our mouths moved in tandem, tongues meeting then withdrawing, only to repeat the sensual dance.

Effortlessly, I whisked her off the floor, her feet locking around my waist. In that position in my arms, she was inches taller, and her hair cascaded down her face as she bent over, kissing my lips with an intense hunger. She pushed her hair behind her ear, her mouth never leaving mine.

My palms supported her weight from underneath her ass as I walked over to the bed. Gently, I lowered her on the soft, comfy mattress, my lips leaving hers for a moment. A series ofsoft purrs came forth as I kissed her neck, my hands delicately squeezing against her breasts.

I stuck my tongue out, tracing it over the skin and licking her chest until I settled on one breast. She moaned louder, her fingers combing through my hair as I sucked on her mold, tongue swirling around her hard pink nipple.

While my mouth worked on one of her breasts, my palm worked on the other, squeezing, fondling, and deliciously pinching her nipple.

Her pleasured cries filled the air, adding fuel to the fire within me.

I got off her, settling on my knees, and she did the same, helping me get out of my black jacket before shedding off my white undershirt.

Lorena reclaimed my lips, her hands traveling along my body. I slapped her ass, and she giggled in my ear as I pressed her against my erection. The feeling of her soft breast against my chest was so erotic that it made my shaft grow harder.

I squeezed her boobs some more before sliding my hand down between her legs. She adjusted, parting them to allow me easy access to her cunt. With a finger, I shifted her G-strings, gliding through her wet entrance…up and down…up and down….

Swooning in pleasure, she threw her head back, letting out soft purrs as her hands unbuckled my belt. She undid my zipper and dipped her hand into my pants. I pushed my finger a little deeper, but I felt the restraint in her pussy—she was so tight.

My thrust must have hurt her as she trembled, and her cry dripped with more pain than pleasure. “Go easy, please.” She winced, withdrawing my cock. “My God, it's heavy.” Her eyes widened at the weight before dropping to drink in the sight.

I squinted at her tightness, but before I could give it much thought, she stroked my cap, smearing my pre-cum over it. My body stiffened as she focused mainly on the cap—the head of my shaft. I groaned, arching my head in pleasure as I felt my tension dissipating.

Her slow back-and-forth movements sent waves of shock coursing through me. The soothing sloshing from the friction of her gentle strokes was faint in the air.

My God! She was good with her hands.

Lorena bent over and kissed my chest, the tip of her tongue licking my nipple. The chill sent shivers down my spine as her tongue danced rapidly while simultaneously giving me the best handjob ever.

Her talent was like none I'd ever experienced–—she was so good at it that I was overwhelmed with pleasure, and my body was trembling.

I lowered my head and caught her smiling at me like she was enjoying my reaction. The next thing I knew, she positioned herself on all fours, taking my cock in her mouth. I couldn't help but let out a satisfactory sigh, and my head once again fell backward, my eyes closing in ecstasy.

She pushed deeper into my groin, my shaft traveling into her throat. I heard her choke on my cock, and my hands reflexively flew into her hair, fingers massaging her scalp.

As Lorena gagged, the strangled gurgling sound sent a spark spreading across my body. The choking, spluttering noise continued as she sucked on my cock, her hands joining in on the fun.

Her fingers glided seamlessly over my length, her drool providing a smooth, lubricated path. With each stroke, her saliva left a glistening trail, making her touch even more intimate.

I looked down at her, my eyes meeting hers in the heat of passion. She giggled, bubbles forming between my cap and her mouth as her hands traced my length.

Once down, she straightened, balanced on her knees, as she reclaimed my lips. We kissed some more, feeling a little nasty, before I pushed her down onto her back, spreading her legs.

It was time to return the favor.

I yanked her panties off and went down on her, my arms holding her thighs in place as I ate. She tasted so good, her wetness mixing with the moisture from my mouth.

She arched her back, her hips bucking as if seeking more contact. Her sweet moans sent shivers through my body as I ate her up, feeling the sheets tug beneath us at her squeezing.

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