Page 16 of Dark Bratva Christmas
She breathes in a sharp inhale as I spread her legs wider and stare at her tight, glistening pussy on full display before me. I pause for a moment, licking my lips as I admire every fold.
“Looks like you're already wet for me,” I say, staring up at her with a teasing look. She blushes and doesn't say anything, her cheeks flushed and eyes thick with lust. “You want my mouth on you?”
Catarina’s head bobs slowly, her breasts rising and falling.
So, I give her what she wants. It's the least I can do.
As soon as I flick my tongue against her clit and taste how deliciously sweet her pussy is, I don’t know if I can hold myself back. What starts as slow, fluid motions rapidly descends into a ravenous hunger as I close my eyes and lose myself in between her legs.
My tongue grazes her entrance and she gasps, leaning her head back as she relaxes in the bed. I wrap my arms under her legs, reaching up and massaging her perfect tits with my hands, feeling how my cock leaks with precum from excitement.
I find her swollen clit and lap at it with my tongue, eliciting soft moans from her above me. When I take it between my lips andsuck it in, she stiffens against me, a louder moan slipping from her throat. My cock twitches.
Fuck, I want to ruin her.
All I can think about is tying her up, blindfolding her, and savoring the sound of her surprised gasps as her every sense is heightened, while I have complete and total control over her.
Catarina is already so damn sexy, but she’d be a true vision with ropes around her wrists and ankles. I have half a mind to go get the little treasure chest of tools I have in my room to show her what true pleasure really is.
But then, I have to remind myself of the promise Ijustmade to her. The one I made to Mikhail. I will protect her, and I won’t cause her any pain this first time.
Even if I can make that pain excruciatingly pleasurable for her.
I slide my index finger inside her desperate pussy, feeling how her walls clench around me.
God, she's going to be so tight around my cock.
“Oohh…” Catarina cries out while I thrust my finger in and out of her tight little pussy and simultaneously lick her clit.
She trembles on the mattress as she edges closer to orgasm. I don't stop. I feel how wet she gets with each motion, and the idea of feeling this all over my cock is enough to drive me mad.
“Yes!Oh my...” Catarina screams out, her legs shaking as I hold them steady, when she finally comes. I milk every drop of pleasure I possibly can from her before pulling my finger out of her pussy and sitting back on my knees.
She's breathing heavily when she looks down at me, running her fingers through her hair with an exasperated smile. However, after a moment, she wipes the smile away, remembering the truth of what's happening in the wake of her pleasure.
“I hate you,” she says to me, though it’s the saddest fucking tone I’ve ever heard. “I don’t want this.”
“Yeah, me neither,” I lie. I stand up and look down at her, my cock completely engorged and leaking pre-cum from the tip. I rub my hand between her legs, coating it with her own juices before gripping my cock and lubricating myself with her.
I kneel between her legs, positioning myself outside of her entrance. Her entire body tenses as I press the tip against her aching hole.
“I'll be gentle,” I tell her.
She nods her head and takes a few deep breaths. I can see she’s shaking now.
But all I can think about is how tight she’ll feel around my cock.
Chapter five
Catarina
God, that felt so good, but also…it was so wrong. Why the hell did I let myself feel so good?
I open my eyes to see Matysh, positioned at my entrance. My heart jumps to my throat.
Please just do it. Get it over with.
When I was with Mikhail, he practically begged me for this before marriage, but I was determined to obey my father—and because of that, I now have to let his monster of a brother do it.
