Page 25 of Plus-Size Bratva Bride

"Fuck me," I blurted out suddenly, unable to contain my desperation any longer. My eyebrows furrowed, and a deep blush painted my cheeks at my own words.

Abe's eyes darkened at my words, his expression morphing into one of pure possession and raw hunger. In response, he gave me a quick kiss before he positioned the tip of his erection right at my entrance.

“Pippa,” he whispered, one hand on my cheek. “We can stop anytime. Just say the word, okay?”

I knew he was worried about this being my first time. I had sensed it in every move he’d made. But here I was, writhing beneath him for more, and this conversation only delayed what I wanted most—him inside me.

“There isn’t much to stop if you don’t start now, is there?” I teased him.

His eyes widened with surprise. “Feisty,” he grinned with approval and took the tip of his cock past my entrance, making me hungrier with every slow push forward, just enough to make me scream from desperation if he kept pushing like that.

“You want me to fuck you,” he said lowly in a rumble that sent shivers down my spine. The way he looked at me made time stop still.

I nodded vigorously, unable to find my voice again past the dryness in my throat. His words had an effect on both of us,we knew it was for real now, and not all playful foreplay. This was serious, and I knew there was no going back from this point.

Not that either of us wanted to. I most certainly didn’t.

I reached for his lower back and pulled him closer, thrusting my hip up just a little and feeling his cock slide in just a little further.

God, that stretch.

I mewled and threw back my head and Abe groaned as he held my gaze, making sure I was alright before inching in further.

I nodded at him, telling him to carry on. With a quick nod, Abe slid the rest of his length into me. I felt like I was being molded to another, and whatever pain it was bordered on such sweet pleasure, that I’d go through this sensation all over again. It was indescribable. My body wrapped around him so tightly, and he moaned, his eyes darkening, looking every bit like a man possessed.

"Pippa," he whispered, his breath hot and ragged in my ear. "You're so fucking gorgeous."

I sighed, enjoying the feeling of him inside me. His thrusts were slow and deliberate, building up the tension within me until I thought I couldn't take it anymore. But then he would pause, his hips counting down to the next push, and every time he pushed deeper, the sense of fullness grew stronger and stronger. It was maddening and wonderful all at once.

"Abe," I gasped out, my voice barely a whisper as he hit a particularly sensitive spot inside me. My hips bucked slightly, trying to encourage him to move faster, but he held back, maintaining his slow pace.

He leaned down to kiss me, his lips soft and warm against mine. His hand gripped my hip possessively as he moved inside me, coaxing me closer to the edge. I could feel his heart pounding against my chest, a rhythm just for me.

And then, he took his hands to the only piece of clothing I had on, my bra. Time stilled when he pulled it down, his eyes on my ample breasts as they spilled out under his gaze. I blushed, realizing I was finally, completely naked.

He reached over and flicked my nipple, before looking over at me. “Beautiful,” he said, and he arched his hips, his cock hitting again at that one sweet spot we discovered today.

“Oh my god,” I moaned and moved so my hips could meet his. With his hands caressing my breasts, his cock deep inside me, I could no longer hold back the dam threatening to spill over. A powerful source of pleasure began to ignite in my core.

I clutched onto Abe's muscular hips, wrapping my legs tighter around him as I urged him to keep going. The pleasure coursing through my body was now a burn that needed to be extinguished.

“I… Abe… I think I’m about to—”

I couldn’t find the words to describe what I was feeling. His touch became frantic, his kisses wild as if trying to draw out the moment just as much as me.

"Cum for me," he growled into my ear, his breath hot against my skin. "Let go."

And with those words, I did just that. The emotions built up from weeks of sexual tension and desire for this man rushed through me like a torrential river, and I came hard against him. I closed my eyes as every muscle trembled and I lost controlof every nerve, losing all sense of the world beyond this very moment.

The waves washed over me and I lay there limp, breathless, as I saw streaks of light in my vision from the pleasure soaring through me. He groaned into my ear, his shoulders tensing as his thrusts became harder, faster. His hips slapped against mine in a perfect rhythm, and I felt his cock twitch inside me.

"Ah, fuck…" he roared, burying his face in my neck as he lost over his own body. I felt his cock throb and his warmth seeping right into me. I ran my hands through his hair, loving the feel of his thick, dark strands between my fingers.

As we came down from our shared high, reality slowly started to seep back in. I lay there, nestled against Abe's chest, listening to his heartbeat slow. My mind raced, trying to make sense of what had just happened.

Was this just a one-night stand? A moment of weakness born from adrenaline? Or was it something more?

I glanced up at Abe, expecting to see regret or dismissal in his eyes. Instead, I found him smiling down at me, utterly at peace. He brushed a stray curl from my face, his touch lingering on my cheek.

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