Page 53 of Forced Prisoner By the Bratva

I slapped her ass, feeling her body flinch at the strike as I continued to eat. My hand glided down between her legs, and with my thumb, I rubbed her clit, my other fingers sliding up and down her wet entrance.

“Oh, God, yes!” she purred, her legs shaking like a leaf. “I don't know what you're doing, but I love it,” she confessed.

Again, I couldn't speak. I was too busy eating her salad while simultaneously fingering her slippery pussy.

Once done, I rose to my feet, and before I made another move, she spun around and claimed my lips in a hot kiss. I wrapped my arms around her waist and pulled her to myself, her breasts against my chest.

Tessa kissed me down the neck, through to my torso, as she went down on her knees. Her fingers unbuckled my belt, unzipped my pants, and pulled them down to my waist. She dug her hand into my boxers and withdrew my shaft, weighing it in her hand. “I almost forgot how heavy it is,” she said, looking up at my face, her voice soft and sweet.

I lowered my eyes and met her gaze, her hands stroking my length with her tongue twirling around my cap. A shiver ran down my spine, and before I'd come to terms with the feeling, her lips wrapped around my shaft.

She moved with precision—her head tilting in and out of my groin. The warmth of her mouth enveloped my cock as she sucked me nastily, her drool smearing over my length. She jerked her eyes, and as I gazed upon her, I felt our connection deepen. Her tongue danced with gentle strokes, sending shivers down my spine.

As her lips glided over my length, her head pushed in and out, and soft murmurs and gasps filled the air. Her moist, dark hair cascaded down her back like a waterfall as she worked on my shaft like a pro.

The air was electric with her moans, her eyes still locked to mine. “Mmm. Ahh.”

Overwhelmed by the urge to travel deep inside her, I reached down and raised her to her feet. With her back against the wall, I lifted her leg, and she grabbed my cock, sliding it into her pussy. “Ahhh,” she moaned as I pushed inside her, her pussy swallowing me whole.

With relentless strokes, I drove inside her slippery cunt, ramming her hard and fast like a starving beast. Her breasts bounced up and down in response to my vigorous thrusts.

She wrapped her arm around my neck and gazed deep into my eyes. The sexy look on her face sent sparks of electricity surging through my body. As her moans grew louder and louder, I sealed them with a kiss so fervent she could not resist.

My hands squeezed her breasts, traveled around her body, and traced her every curve, every contour. She groaned into my mouth, melting and surrendering at my touch. She broke the kiss and let out a moan so sweet that it shook me to my core. I kissed the nape of her neck, my arm holding one of her legs in the air.

She wrapped her arms around me as if seeking deeper contact as I continued to plunge harder and harder. “Yes, yes, yes, yes! Oh, my God, yes!” The words tumbled out of her mouth in an ecstatic rush.

Her expression, loose with pleasure, ignited my desire, fanning the flames burning within me.

“Go deeper. Deeper, please,” she begged, pleading with her misted eyes, her voice a low, sexy whisper.

With a thick grunt to hold back my urge to come, I did as my wife wanted, as she instructed. My thrusts dug deeper and deeper, my pace a little slower so she'd feel me inside her, so she'd feel the connection and the charge.

“Right there. Don't stop, baby, don't stop,” she moaned, writhing beneath me, her skin against mine, hands on my body.

Baby?Did she just call me baby?

Intentionally or unintentionally, it felt great that she called me that.

I reclaimed her lips, pushing my tongue into her mouth. My hand fondled her breast while driving into her.

Our bodies collided in the heat of passion, her skin gliding against mine as she moaned against my mouth.

I quickened my pace, my thrusts becoming more and more vigorous. A primal growl signaled my arrival, and I felt her grip around my body. She pressed my waist deeper inside her without breaking the kiss.

With a thick groan, my legs trembled from the overwhelming pleasure coursing through my veins as I plunged further into her pussy. I tore my lips off hers, slamming a palm against the wall while filling her up with my essence.

She enveloped me in her warm embrace, her pussy accepting my load with a smile on her face.

Exhausted, I released a sigh, my forehead resting on hers, our heavy breaths brushing against our skin. We locked eyes, my heart melting at the beautiful smile perched on her face.

I didn't realize how much I'd missed being intimate with her until now.

“That was amazing,” she whispered, her voice soft and sweet. “I want more. Can you gimme more?” she asked, eyes locked onto mine.

My lips curled into a smile as my hands framed her face. “I’ve still got a few more rounds in me.” I leaned forward and pressed a gentle kiss against her lips.

Tonight, we would make love all night to make up for all those lost moments. And the good news was that we were both so hungry for each other.

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