Page 23 of My Bratva Dom

She’s melting under me. Trembling, panting, trying to twist away like she doesn’t know what to do with all the pleasure I’m giving her.

I slap her thigh and growl, “stay still.”

Fuck, the stinging sound of that slap. The way she yelps and squirms even harder, breathes faster, her pussy contracting in response. This girl was fucking made for me.

I push her legs wider, flick my tongue over her clit, then suck.

“Oh, fuck… Aslan…”

She cries out, her fingers pulling at my hair, hips rocking against my face.

“That’s it, baby,” I mutter against her hot, swollen, damp flesh. “Give it to me, love.”

I suck harder, my tongue flicking fast and relentless, driving her higher until her moans turn broken. Sounding almost painful.

Give it to me. I fucking crave your pain. I want to give you pleasure so overwhelming it wrecks you. Make you fucking sob.

Her legs shake. Her body jerks.

And then she’s coming. Fucking soaking my mouth, her thighs clamping around my head like she’s trying to drown me in her.

I groan into her pussy, licking her through her orgasm, swallowing every drop like she’s feeding me life.

When her cries turn to soft whimpers, I pull back, dragging my mouth up her trembling body.

She’s wrecked, dazed, her full lips parted and shiny, her tits rising and falling in frantic waves.

I grip her face. My rough fingers curling around her jaw. And crush my mouth to hers.

I kiss her hard, deep and filthy, making her taste herself on my tongue.

She’s still shaking. Soft and warm under me.

I drag my cock against her bare slit, grinding hard enough to feel her slickness soak through my pants.

“Next time,” I growl against her mouth, “I won’t stop.” Not even knowing how I hold back or why. Maybe to punish myself for craving this girl who’s the first woman to break through my walls.

Tina stares up at me, breathless. Her big brown eyes, wide and glassy.

I drag my thumb over her swollen lips and kiss her again. Long, deep, and punishing.

Then I pull back, tuck her in and brush her hair away from her face.

I turn and walk away before I’m unable to stop myself from fucking her into the mattress. Filling her to the brink with my cum. Making her come so hard, the entire house hears us. Losing myself in her…

Seventeen

Tina

I wake up feeling like I got hit by a truck. A very sexy, very dangerous truck.

Last night crashes back into my brain. His mouth on me, his hands… the way he kissed me like I was his very last meal.

I lay a hand over my racing heart.

What the hell am I doing?

Getting tangled up with some brooding Russian mobster is the last thing I need right now. I’m smarter than this. Or at least, I used to be.

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