Page 90 of Alexei (Belles & Mobsters 4)

My face lowered between her thighs, spreading them wider and I inhaled deeply.

The moment my mouth connected with her pussy, her fingers twisted in my hair, tugging me forward. As if I’d go anywhere else. She was my home. I licked her from her clit to her entrance, lapping up every drop. She tasted sweet, her taste bursting on my tongue.

Mine, the words buzzed in my ears as I dipped my tongue inside her pussy.

A shudder rolled down her body and my cock throbbed in my pants, demanding to be inside her.

“Oh, fuck,” she cried out, her legs trembling as they spread wider. “Alexei, p-please.”

Alternating from tongue fucking her to swirling her clit into my mouth, her hips bucked under me. I raised my free hand and held it flat on her stomach, holding her still. Determined to give her everything I had. Soft moans turned louder, my name chanting on her lips.

Pressing my face into her deeper, I slid my fingers in, curling upward, then easing them back out. Then back in again.

Her legs tightened around my head and she ground herself against my face.

“Oh, God,” she groaned softly. “Oh, God. Alexei, I-I’m gonna-”

I lapped at her like she was the last drop of water I’d ever get. Like she was the oxygen for my lungs. My tongue dipped in and out of her pussy, while my thumb pressed firm circles against her clit.

Her whole body started to shake and I gazed up to see the most gorgeous sight ever. Her half-lidded eyes on me, dark and lustful. Her mouth parted. Her cheeks flushed deep red.

A soft scream slipped through her mouth, her body arching off the bed and I continued lapping her, intent on drinking every single drop of her juices. I groaned against her pussy, like I was drunk from her.

Slowly her shaking turned into trembles, and I licked my way up her body until my lips pressed against her delicate jaw. Her mouth was still parted, her eyes hazed and locked on me.

For a fraction of a second, I thought she’d ask for a kiss. Something in my chest twisted, tempting me to ignore my fear. Yet, the thought of seeing pity or disgust on her face was too much to contemplate.

“Get on the bed, kroshka,” I ordered. “All fours.”

Without hesitation, she climbed up on the bed, her hands and knees hitting the mattress. I came behind her, spreading her thighs with my hands. She twisted her head to look at me, her eyes reflecting the desire I felt.

I gripped her throat and a moan vibrated in her throat.

All my control snapped. My one hand grabbed her silky strands and gently tugged her head back as my mouth connected with her neck, alternating between nipping and kissing. My other hand pushed my sweatpants down and found her hot center.

Without warning, I slammed into her, filling her to the hilt. This woman was my heaven. My salvation. My sanity.

I pulled out and thrust in again. Hard. Deep.

“Alexei,” she panted. “Harder.”

“You need deeper, kroshka,” I grunted, though I still fucked her harder, causing a friction between our bodies. I wanted to give her everything she needed and wanted.

“Yes, Alexei,” she cried out. “Yes, yes, yes.”

“Say my name again,” I growled.

I ground into her, heat spreading through every cell of me. I thrust in and out. Deep and hard.

“Alexei,” she breathed, her voice hoarse, my hips powering deep inside her. “Alexei, Alexei, Alexei.”

This woman was consuming me. She gave and I greedily took. My hips pistoned into her, balls slapping against her flesh, my cock filling her all the way to the hilt.

I feared I’d break her with my ruthlessness but she took me beautifully. Demanding more. I fucked her faster and deeper until I felt that familiar pressure build at the base of my spine. I picked up my pace. Thrusting in and out. Hard and fast. Every thrust stole another moan from me.

“God, Alexei,” she cried out. “Please, I need more of you.”

“Who else?” I growled.

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