Page 66 of The Bratva's Innocent Sold Bride
The dog certainly seemed to think so, but I drew the line when he wanted her to go outside to throw his toys. I peeled her away and led her upstairs.
“Get some rest, no arguing.”
She stripped off her dusty clothes and climbed into bed in her pale pink underwear, holding her arms out to me. Her face was a mix of teasing and worry. “Only if you don’t leave.”
She was still scared, as brave as she was acting. I hurried to her side, climbing in beside her and cradling her close. Her skin was smooth and warm under my palm as I stroked her back.
“He’s done,” I said. “This is over, that I can guarantee.”
“There’s still so much more…” she started, then trailed off, looking at me with searching eyes.
I nodded, but leaned down to kiss her, putting the words on hold. “Just rest for now.”
When she awoke, I would tell her everything, no more secrets. I ran my hand up and down her back, smoothing it over her hair. She tipped her chin up, the fear gone from her eyes.
“One more kiss,” she said.
How could I deny her anything now that I had her back? The fear that I had lost her for good kept me holding her, kissing her more deeply than I should have.
“You need to—” I started.
She shook her head, her soft lips brushing against mine, her tongue darting out to wet them. “No, I need you. Right now.”
Well, I couldn’t argue with that, could I? She nipped at my lower lip, daring me to try. Her hand slid down my chest to the waistband of my pants, nudging her fingers under thebutton. I ran mine into her hair, gripping a handful of her soft strands.
“I must have cobwebs in my hair,” she murmured.
“You’ve never been prettier.”
She snorted, leaning back. “Liar.”
I shook my head. “You’re alive, you’re here, you’re not tearing me a new one. I think you’re beautiful, so there.”
Her laugh filled my heart, which had been aching with fear for so long. “Okay, I’ll take it.” She had worked her hand under my pants and gripped my stiff shaft. “I’ll take this, too.”
Growling, I rolled onto my back, pulling her on top of me. Straddling me, she ground against my cock, gripping my sides. Planting her hands on my shoulders, she looked at me for a long time, slowly teasing me with her sinuous movements.
“I only wanted to see you one more time,” she said, eyes clouding.
“You’re going to see me a lot more times,” I promised, pulling her down for a kiss to erase whatever flash of sadness crossed her face.
She pushed harder against me, making me groan. Gripping either side of her cotton panties, I tugged until the seams gave way, then yanked them off and tossed them aside. “That’s better.”
“A lot better,” she said, running her slick pussy up and down my length.
Giving me one quick kiss, she began to work her way lower, dragging her mouth along my collarbone, down my chest, gripping my sides as she wriggled even lower.
I reached for her hair, not wanting her to stop. Twisting a handful in my grip, I groaned as she started unbuttoning my pants, pulling down the zipper painfully slowly. Sliding aside my boxer briefs until my cock sprang free into her hand. My eyes slammed shut under the onslaught of sensation as she slowly, slowly moved her grip up and down. Her thumb stroked over my wet tip, her soft sigh close enough to feel her warm breath.
When her lips brushed against the moisture, my eyes whipped open, and my hand tightened in her hair. The touch was feather-light, teasing. Pulling away, she glanced up at me, cheeks pink, eyes dark and glazed with lust. I nodded, urging her on, loving every second of watching my gorgeous wife suck my cock.
“Why have I never done this yet?” she asked, licking my length before taking me completely into her mouth.
“Damned if I know,” I groaned. “You’re definitely welcome whenever you want.”
Her teeth rasped along my tender skin. Out, in, her lips full and wet around my shaft. After a moment of playful teasing, she got down to business, almost rough, all the way fantastic. I held out as long as I could, finally dragging her up from under her arms.
“How about a different treat?” I asked, easing my hand between her thighs as she straddled me again. I found her clit, and she gasped, pushing against my fingertips.
