Page 22 of Bought By the Bratva

Abram leaned closer as he spoke. “So, you’re telling me you've never done anything interesting?”

Grinning, I looked down for a moment as I thought back. “Well, there was this one time,” I whispered.

Abram shifted to the edge of his seat as he leaned in more. He appeared eager to hear my story. “I was a bit of a tomboy at a certain age. Pavel and I went through the neighborhood where we stayed. On the outskirts, we saw this old cement dam. It was practically in the middle of nowhere. No house close by, nothing. So, we decided to go see what was in it.”

“Yes, and what did you find?” Abram asked. He spoke softly as if we were sharing state secrets.

Taking a breath, I continued. “Nothing really. It was about halfway filled with dirty green slimy water.”

“Okay, and then what did you do?” he inquired before I could even finish.

Smiling at him, I lowered my voice as I tried to finish my story. “We jumped in to play in the water. But I think Pavel was hoping to find some toads or something. Yet, he didn’t. Instead, we found trouble.”

“Oh, no, what kind of trouble? Did you get sick?” Abram interrupted again.

“Let me finish,” I replied lightly, grinning at him.

He nodded and pretended to lock his mouth. “So, we were playing for about half an hour when out of nowhere, this old man appeared. He was shuffling towards us from the tree line screaming and shaking his cane in the air,” I laughed, thinking back to it.

Abram looked at me with his brows raised so I continued quickly before he asked again. “We jumped out and started running back home as he screamed at us for trespassing. Glancing back, I saw him standing next to the dam with onearm inside. It looked like he was talking to the water. It was the strangest thing.”

“You ever went back?” Abram inquired as I sat back.

“No, we didn’t have much time to do things like that,” I stated plainly.

We talked a bit more about him, his brothers, me, and my cousins through dinner. Sharing basic details such as favorite foods, entertainment, and such. Once supper was done, we headed back to the mansion.

The drive was quiet, and I could allow my mind to absorb all we had shared. It was nice having someone to talk with about everyday things and not get caught up in what had to be done. I felt relaxed and at home even though I knew it couldn’t work between us.

Abram walked with me up to my room. Opening the door, he smiled at me. “Thank you for dinner,” I whispered as I leaned closer to kiss him on the cheek. For a second, I closed my eyes. Deep down inside, I wanted this life, I wanted this to be real.

I felt his hot skin touching my cheek, pulling back, I opened my eyes. Abram had turned and was standing before me. His hand moved like lightning as I felt them tightening in my sides.

He moved in closer. I felt his breath playing over my lips just before he kissed me. I had no fight left. I wanted him. My body screamed to feel him, and I kissed him back. Abram pulled me into his strong arms. Lifting me off the ground he walked into the room and to the bed. I was mesmerized by him as my hands moved to his cheeks.

I felt the edge of the bed touching my calves as he lowered me to my feet. Staring into his eyes, I felt everything around usdisappear. It was just the two of us. No boundaries, no people, just us in the moment.

Placing my arms lightly on his shoulders, I allowed him to kiss me again.

Chapter 13 - Abram

My hormones were in overdrive as her lips roasted mine in a passionate kiss. Pulling back for air, I was sure the kiss was the real deal. I had shared lips with a couple of women in my life.

But this kiss ignited my being. I could smell and taste her desire. My mind whirled as I lost all control.

Her lips were filled with a passion I had only experienced once before. Before I could instruct my body, it took on a mind of its own. My hands moved into her hair as my lips tried to devour hers.

Nadia didn’t push me away or fight me in any way. No, she wanted me as badly as I was craving her. Her kiss was warm and intense. Pulling lightly on her hair, I bent her head to the side and kissed down her neck.

Laying tender kisses down her neck, I moved to her collarbone. I kissed her shoulder and moved back to her neck. As I kissed around her chest, moving slowly to her cleavage, I sucked the skin. The taste of sweet melon bombarded my senses. Pulling up, I grinned as I saw the light pink hickey. I felt sure that would be visible for at least a day.

Gently pulling more, I lowered her to her back. Nadia closed her eyes as her head touched the bed. I moved my fingers lightly over her clothed breasts. Reaching her stomach, I lifted her shirt slightly, leaving a warm kiss on her belly.

She shifted and let out a soft moan. Folding my fingers into the top of her pants, I took hold of her panties. Gradually, I pulled her clothing down, dropping them to the floor. Nadia opened her eyes, looking at me. I stood frozen, admiring her perfect body. I felt my breathing slow down as I lightly moved my fingers over her thighs to her pussy.

Nadia gasped as I pushed my hands between her legs and opened them. Lowering myself between them, I smiled up at her as I moved closer. Giving a slow, gentle lick with my tongue, I heard her breathing in hard. Nadia lay her head back. Placing her hands on her stomach. She looked relaxed, but it would last long.

I moved my tongue from the top back down to the bottom of her delicate popping fruit. As I reached the bottom, I used my fingers to part her lips, gently pushing my tongue into her. Nadia moaned softly as I dragged my tongue back up between her pussy lips.

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