Page 41 of The Bratva's Virgin Bride

I sigh and tilt my head to the side. “Maybe a little lower.”

She kisses my shoulder. “Here?”

I adjust myself slightly and look over at her. She's looking up at me expectantly. “Lower.”

“Maybe a few places here,” she says, kissing across my chest and then down my abdomen.

“Definitely lower,” I say with a slightly choked voice. I can feel the blood rushing to my cock the lower she goes.

She throws the duvet off of us and kisses along the top of my briefs. “Here, maybe?”

“Hmmm,” I groan. “Maybe a little lower.”

She smiles and hooks her fingers in my briefs. “I'll need to undress you to inspect the damage.”

I lift my hips and she pulls my briefs down and off. She crawls between my legs and I open them up slightly for her, mydick half erect. She takes it in her hand and I watch her with lust-blown eyes. I lick my lips as she kisses at the base of my cock, slightly above it. “Here?”

“Almost,” I gasp out, hardening in her hand.

She starts to plant little kisses along my erection until she reaches the tip. “Maybe here?” she murmurs, kissing the tip. She sticks her tongue out and takes a quick lick before she looks up at me and takes my cock into her mouth. She maintains eye contact as she starts to bob her head up and down, swallowing as much of me as she can.

I groan, my hand going to grab a fistful of her hair. She closes her eyes and takes me deeper. I couldn’t say this is the first time she has done this. She clearly has a natural talent. Her hand slides down the rest of my shaft and starts to fondle my balls. I groan. “That's it, baby girl.”

She hums around my cock and the vibration feels amazing. I need her. I want her. I want to take her right now.

“I need to be inside of you,” I gasp out.

She pulls off of me and strokes my erection a few times before she sits up and starts to undress. I watch her hungrily. She's in charge. I let her do what she wants. I can tell she needs this.

She straddles my lap and guides my erection to the entrance of her pussy. She sinks onto it slowly, groaning out. I reach up and fondle her breasts, massaging them gently. A goofy grin on my face that turns to a look of pure pleasure. I put a hand behind her head and bring her in for a deep kiss. Our tongues slide over each other as she starts to move her hips up and down. I keep a hold of her head, not wanting to break the connection. I can feel her breasts rubbing against my chest and it makes me want to buck my hips.

She's so damn sexy when she's in charge. She puts her hands on my chest and I reluctantly let her go. She sits up and starts to move harder, biting her lip and looking down at me with heavy-lidded eyes.

I put my hands on her hips and move with hers.

“You make me so wet,” she groans out. Her hands leave my chest and she stretches straight and up, her hands pulling her hair loose and then tangling in them so she's on full display for me to see, her breasts bouncing beautifully. I start to pull her down on me, egging her to move faster and harder. She runs her hands down her body and then up again. Putting on a real show for me and it's driving me wild.

“I'm going to cum,” I moan out.

“Cum inside of me,” she moans. I pull her hips down as I ejaculate inside of her. Watching as she slips her hand between us and starts to finger her clit. I lick my lips, my cock twitching inside of her as she starts to groan over and over again, begging me to watch her orgasm.

“Cum for me, Baby,” I murmur, stroking her sides. “Cum on my cock.”

She groans and moves her fingers faster, whimpering loudly until her pussy clenches around my slowly softening cock as she rides her own high.

She lifts her fingers to her lips and sucks on them, looking at me with sultry eyes. I pull her hand away from her face and suck on her fingers next. I can still taste her juices on them. I drop her hand and pull her down for another deep kiss. When we finally break apart, she slides off of me and lies next to me, stroking my stomach.

“That was incredibly sexy,” I whisper, kissing her head.

“I'm glad I made you feel better,” she giggles. “Always happy to kiss you better.”

“I'll have to get hurt more often,” I tease her, and she looks up at me with a grin. “I could stay in bed with you the whole week and never get tired of making love to you.”

She sighs. “Me too.”

We lie there for a moment before there's a hard knock on the door. Riley pulls the covers over herself while I get up. I pull the briefs back on and go to the door. “What?” I ask, opening it.

Roman is standing there with clothes in his hands. “Get dressed. Anton needs to brief us.”

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