Page 46 of Savage Bratva King

I smile. “Here?” I push her thighs open and backwards, kneel between her legs, and lick the flesh on her inner thigh.

“No, not there.”

“Where then? Show me, Gianna.”

“Show you?” Her eyelids flicker open again, but when she realizes that I’m still watching her, she squeezes them shut. Then she touches her pussy with her fingertips. “Here.”

“What do you want me to do?”

“Lick me.”

“Like this?” I drag my tongue across her clit and pull away.

Gianna gasps. “Yes.”

“You like this, huh?”

“Yes, I like this.”

“How much do you like it, printzessa? Show me.”

“What?”

I find her hand and guide it back to her wet pussy. “Show me what you want me to do.”

“I…” She shakes her head against the pillow. “I don’t?—”

“Yes, you do, Gianna. You know exactly what you want me to do, and now you’re going to show me.”

I release her hand, and she inserts a finger tentatively between her flaps. She starts rubbing her wetness around her clit, teasing it, making it engorged. Two fingers. I watch her, my erection still growing.

“Good girl.”

When her breathing becomes ragged, I remove her hand and insert my tongue in its place. “You’re dripping, Gianna. I can get drunk on your juices.”

“Lick me, Leonid…”

“Louder. I need to hear how much you want me.”

“Please, Leonid, lick me.”

I push my tongue inside her and rub her clit with my fingers. She’s throbbing. Spasming. I open her thighs as wide as they will go, needing to get deep inside her, her pleasure fueling my own burning desire.

“Like this?” I gaze at her body. Her back is arched, her breasts thrust forward, her breaths coming in short, shallow pants.

“Yes. Don’t stop!”

I insert two fingers inside her and suck her clit until her orgasm explodes. Her body writhes and wriggles, but I grip her thighs tightly and keep right on sucking and probing. Her orgasm keeps right on coming too. She covers her face with a pillow, drowning in the moment.

I pull away and take off my clothes.

Gianna tosses the pillow aside and watches me, a dreamy smile on her face, her body limp. Her eyes widen when my cock springs free.

“It’s all yours, Gianna. Come and get it.”

She rolls onto her stomach and crawls across the bed towards me, like a cat on the prowl, and my pulse starts racing. She literally has no idea how fucking sexy she is.

Wrapping her hand around the base of my cock, she licks the head, watching me the whole time. Round and around, her tongue licks the precum oozing from me and then she wraps her lips around the head, her teeth biting gently into the sensitive flesh.

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