Page 62 of The Bratva's Prisoner Bride

Her easy compliance and quiet hums spurred me on, fuelling more of my raw desire.

I knew I should’ve waited for us to get home, but having her against me, lip-locked and drowning everything else out, I didn’t care.

Not breaking the kiss, I blindly reached for the button in front of me and pressed it to bring the partition up.

The moment we were sealed together in the back, I groaned against her lips and unbuckled her. I pulled her closer until she was partially in my lap with my hand between her legs, nudging them apart. My fingers slowly glided beneath the hem of her dress until they reached the front of her panties.

Daria’s breath caught again in her throat, and I swallowed up the consequent moan while I slowly rubbed against her through the material.

She warmed up beneath me, faltering in the kiss and panting breathlessly while I teased her.

I grinned against her mouth and nipped at her bottom lip. It didn’t take long for me to feel the damp spot forming beneath my touch.

“Your body is always so honest with me,” I murmured against her before nudging her panties to the side and lightly running a finger through her heat. I hummed at the wetness I found there, waiting for me. “I love it…”

Daria tipped her head back with a soft moan, eyes closed in a way that seemed to say it all. Her body sank into mine, granting me the ability to do as I wished.

“That’s it…open up for me,” I hummed, pressing my lips against the column of her neck while I rolled my thumb against her clit and lightly probed at her slick entrance.

The combination of stimulation had her biting back those moans yet not saying anything to stop me. She surrendered to me completely while her pulse raised beneath my mouth.

A quiet gasp escaped her at the gentle push of my finger inside her welcoming heat, and she pressed her face against my shoulder while I slowly entered another before gently pumping them between her velvety walls.

Despite her being the one getting pleasured, I watched with an almost ravenous eye, gaining just as much satisfaction from watching her try to not fall apart immediately.

I hummed, keeping up that slow, deliberate pace while brushing against her sensitive nub every once in a while. “Whata naughty little thing you are…letting me finger you on the way home…”

Daria moaned against my shoulder, maintaining that enticing blush on her cheeks. “Please…faster.”

Grinning, I wasn’t prepared to deny her. Not when she looked so pretty wrapped around my fingers.

“If that’s what you want…” I whispered in her ear, allowing my fingers to pick up the pace.

It didn’t take long for her to be writhing against me, hips twitching while she clutched my arm for support. Those panted, breathy moans left her with ease, and they only served to drive me crazier.

With a faint sound of appeasement in the back of my throat, I kissed her hard and continued stroking her soft walls until they fluttered against me, and her whole body tensed through the rush of her orgasm.

After squeezing against my fingers, Daria groaned into my mouth before relaxing again, boneless, while she broke the kiss to catch her breath.

Taking in her warm cheeks and wanton expression, I gently eased my fingers out of her and pressed a kiss against her temple before murmuring, “I hope you’re prepared for a long night, my dear…”

Chapter 26 - Daria

“Are you sure you don’t mind? I can always just pack when I get home.”

I watched as the buildings moved by me while the driver navigated through the usual heavy city traffic, phone pressed against my ear. Veronica’s gentle voice returned again, “You know I don’t mind helping. Besides, you want this trip to be a surprise, right?”

“Yes, I do.”

“Then I’ll handle it. That way, Ivan won’t suspect a thing.”

Smiling to myself, a surge of gratitude moved through me. “Thank you, really. You’re always such a big help.”

I could hear the grin through her reply. “Of course. I’m happy to help. Plus, I know how meticulous you were about planning this getaway, and I want it to be how you envisioned it.”

“You’re a godsend.”

She really was an angel.

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