Page 69 of Plus-Size Bratva Bride

We move together with feverish passion.

Tearing each other’s clothes off in the heat of the moment, desperate and savage.

I grab the edges of her shirt and pull it over her head, hearing a ripping sound and not caring.

She fumbles with my shirt buttons while I tug at her jeans. Once her button is open she pushes me back, away from her, and then starts to wiggle out of them while I pull the shirt off my shoulders and unbutton my own pants.

We both step out of our clothes at the same time, kicking them free of our feet and sending them skidding over the floor.

“Take them off,” I demand, eyeing her translucent white underwear. As gorgeous as they look on her, I want to see her naked, bare and exposed for my eyes only.

She slows down as she slips out of her delicate bra and panties. My cock is so hard, throbbing and pulsing with need.

I ignore it, admiring every inch of her, overwhelmed by so many emotions that I can’t lock onto one of them to describe it.

I reach out and take her hand, pulling her body, made to perfection, right up against mine.

“Jade, I’m in love with you,” I whisper against her ear as I brush her long dark hair over her shoulder.

She shivers and goosebumps break out over her arms.

Touching my finger beneath her chin, I lift her face to mine.

I say it again, this time looking into her beautiful eyes.

“Jade… I am in love with you.”

Her eyes relax, her brows rising slightly, hope flickers across her face and—love. I see it in her eyes.

“I-I love you too, Radmir,” she says strain in her voice.

“So, stop fighting it,” I growl softly, sliding my hands down her back, cupping her ass cheeks and lifting her into my arms.

She wraps her arms around my neck and leans her face close to mine. Her lips brush over mine. Not a kiss. Something gentle. Something innocent. She brushes them over mine again and the softness of her breath and skin tease me.

I step towards the wall and press her back against it.

She giggles from the coldness. Squirming for a moment.

The enticing sound of her laughter makes my cock throb.

I reach my arm around the front of her thigh, threading my arm through her legs and hooking her knee over my bicep, I lift her legs against my body to pull them apart. One locked over my arm, the other around my waist. She moans softly and the gentle touch of our lips turns into a kiss.

My cock brushes over her pussy and she moans again, a little louder, a little more urgent.

I dip my tongue inside her and at the same time I slowly thrust my cock into her as well.

The delayed pleasure, as I inch forward, deeper inside her, but not completely connected with her. It is a torture and an ecstasy I can almost not handle.

Jade is hardly breathing at all with the sensations of my cock pushing her pussy open and filling her up. Her eyes are closed, and her head is tilted back. I watched her, savoring the expression on her face, the way her lips part and the flutter of her dark lashes.

I push forward until I am completely buried inside her. Then I stop, pausing to gain control, to feel every muscle twitch and to listen to her breathing, waiting for it to even out ever so slightly. My cock throbs inside her and she moans again, letting out a little purr of pleasure.

I pull out, and slam into her. Her back gets shoved against the wall and she gasps loudly. I do it again and suddenly, we are both in a frenzy of pleasure. She is digging her fingers into my shoulders as she tries to tug me towards her every time I move backwards with my hips. And each time I penetrate her, she lets out the sweetest little cry of utter resolve.

I wrap my hand around her jaw and push my lips against hers. We kiss while I fuck her, our bodies moving together in an intimate dance of fire.

She told me she loves me and that is the only thing in the world that I want to know right now.

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