Page 6 of The Bratva's Nanny

She adored Sofia and was more than happy to take care of her.

He wanted her to tell him to stop. That wasn’t going to happen, she wanted to fuck him. She wanted to be with him, completely. Feeling his thick fingers as they plunged inside her pussy made her ache. She moaned his name even as he kissed her.

He pulled his fingers from her pussy and she mourned them, wanting them back inside her, but then he traced his digits back toward her clit, stroking over the bud. He worked back and forth and broke the kiss, trailing his lips toward her neck.

The moment he sucked on her neck, she felt completely gone. Powerless to stop him. She didn’t want to stop him from doing anything.

Alix knew it wasn’t going to take much for her to come. She was so close and as he kept dancing across her nub, her arousal kept heightening. He held her at the peak, not allowing her to leave it.

“Come for me,” he said.

His command and the touch of his fingers in the right place, sent her spiraling toward an orgasm that had her moaning. She tried to be quiet, tried to keep the sounds locked inside her chest. It was impossible. He continued to prolong her orgasm as he flicked his fingers back and forth over her clit.

She couldn’t think. He consumed her. And only when he was done did he stop, but it wasn’t for long.

Even as she shook from the aftershocks of her own release, she wanted to feel his cock. His fingers had felt amazing, but now she wanted his dick. Without waiting for his invitation, she reached for his pants, slid open the button, and pulled down the zipper.

Dmitry made no move to stop her, so she pulled his pants down as well. He wore a pair of black boxer briefs but she saw the outline of his large dick. He was big, thick, and long. Her mouth watered for a taste of him. Easing the boxers past his length, he sprang free as she did this, and she pushed them toward his knees.

Sliding off the table, she sunk to her knees before him, wrapping her fingers around his length, and staring up at him, licking her lips.

She worked his length from the base up to the tip, then back down again. Flicking her tongue out, she slid it across his big cock then took more of him into her mouth, moaning as he filled her. Once he hit the back of her throat, she stopped and eased off him. Bobbing her head, she sucked him in, making sure not to use her teeth. Each time he hit her throat, she didn’t immediately pull off, but gave herself time, getting accustomed to him actually being there, just poised at her throat.

“Oh, fuck, that feels good.”

She couldn’t help but smile. Holding onto his hip, she began to use him as leverage as she bobbed her head, taking more of him, but not swallowing too deep.

She felt his fingers in her hair, wrapping the length around his fist. Dmitry took over and started to guide her, making her take more of his dick, and she was more than happy to do it. She wanted to feel him in her mouth, sliding over her tongue. She sucked him tightly, hearing his intake of breath along with a sharp growl. This is what she wanted to hear. She wanted to give him pleasure.

All too soon, he pulled her off his dick and swatted her hand out of the way. Within seconds he had her bent over the edge of the table, her dress thrown up to the base of her back. He reached between her thighs, grabbed the gusset of her panties, and tugged. The fabric of her panties was no match for Dmitry’s strength. They tore quite easily. She let out a cry of surprise as the fabric dug into her hips just slightly before giving way. Alix didn’t see what he did to those panties as they disappeared.

He spread her legs wide and his palms, traced from her thighs up to her ass, spreading the cheeks wide. She heard his deep groan.

“You have a pretty ass.” He squeezed the cheeks of her ass and she couldn’t contain her own pleasured sounds.

His touch was setting her on fire for more.

“So perfect.” He let go of her ass cheeks to give them a quick slap. The sound seemed to echo off the walls.

She didn’t want his touch to stop, not for a second. He slid his hand between her spread legs, touching her sensitive clit. She didn’t think she’d be able to stand his touch much longer because her skin felt on fire with need.

Dmitry seemed to read her body better than she anticipated as he let her go, and then moved down to plunge two fingers deep inside her.

“I don’t want to hurt you,” he said.

“I can take it.”

He chuckled as he added a third finger and another moan escaped her lips. He thrust his fingers inside her a couple more times and then pulled out of her.

She felt the hard tip of his cock against her pussy, and then, inch by inch, he began to sink inside her. Dmitry wasn’t small. He was hard, long, and thick. Another moan escaped her.

He grabbed her hips and then pulled her back against him, slow at first, then faster. She took all of his length, and there were a few thrusts, where she didn’t think she would be able to manage, but she did.

“Oh, fuck, you’re tight,” he said. “So fucking tight.”

She thrust back against him, loving how his fingers dug into her hips. There would be bruises on them tomorrow but she didn’t care. She wanted to feel him, all of him, to be fucked, to be taken like this. Alix didn’t need soft, nor did she need gentle. From the moment she had met him, she had felt this need spiraling inside her.

When he came to pick her up three months ago, she had been more than ready. Seeing him again hadn’t terrified her. Alix didn’t know what this meant, but she was more than willing to ride whatever their journey was, for as long as needed.

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