Page 30 of Bossed Around By the Bratva

Spreading her legs, I bent down and licked her sweet pussy. Smacking her ass, I penetrated her from behind. Her nails dug into my desk as she scratched it. Seeing it and hearing the screeching sound drove my lust to new heights. I increased my thrust as she lifted her head and let loose her loud moans.

As I felt my desire reaching the bursting point, I grabbed hold of her hair and softly pulled her head back. I wrapped my other arm around her waist, holding her steady.

I increased my speed a little more and felt her closing around my dick. Pushing into her hard, I felt her release as I spat. Turning my head up, I tried to calm my breathing.

Turning to me, she inhaled hard as she tried to catch her breath. I took her face in my hands as she started speaking. “What am I going to wear now?”

Smiling at her, I stepped back. Walking away, I replied over my shoulder. “I have an extra shirt you can borrow.”

As I turned back, she was behind me. She took it from me and put it on. Turning to me, I couldn’t help but smile. “Wow, that shirt looks good on you,” I said jokingly. Her breasts were loose under the fabric, which made her look more delicious. I licked my lips as I continued. “I can eat you up.”

Zhen lowered her head, but I saw the blush spread across it.

Chapter 16 - Zhenya

A smile tugged at my lips as I thought back on the last couple of days. Glancing at Akim, I felt the rush of happiness flow through me. I tried to memorize every perfect little detail of his face in the light of the movie reflecting over us.

He smiled at me, and my heartbeat increased. My stomach filled with butterflies, and I couldn’t get enough of him. He had booked the entire movie house for one evening to give us more privacy.

The blood rushed to my cheeks as memories of this last week played on repeat in my mind. The images were so vivid that it was like living it all over again. Akim softly tapped my hand. Looking at him, he smiled. “Give me some of the popcorn your hogging,” he asked.

Blushing, I looked down at the popcorn in my hands. I was holding it to my chest without even knowing. As I held it out, our fingers brushed once again, and the butterflies in my stomach took flight again. Every time he took something that would happen, I was sure he was doing it deliberately.

The way I sometimes caught him staring at me when I explained something or was giving a presentation always took my breath away. He made a point of buying lunch every day. We would sit together on the small deck he added to his office, staring out at the park.

It felt strange to have someone care for me in such a way. But I felt honored knowing I was the only one he had eyes for. My attention was drawn back to the movie as someone screamed. I wrapped my arm around his, resting on my thigh.

That move earned me one of his gorgeous smiles. “What do you think of the movie?” he asked. His voice was almost awhisper. He searched my eyes as if he could see into my soul. Those emeralds of his had a glistering to them.

“It’s good,” I replied, looking back at the screen. It wasn’t my kind of movie, but we each gave up something to share other things. Out of the corner of my eye, I caught him leaning in.

“We should do this more often. But next time, we could go for a walk, have a picnic, or see a show,” he whispered into my ear. His lips brushed against me, sending a chill down my spine.

“We do when you have time, but lately, you’ve been busy,” I said, glancing at him. I felt like a love-sick puppy. I was willing to do just about anything for him.

“I can make time,” he stated matter-of-factly.

I laughed as I responded. “You’re joking, right? I know what you do for a living.”

“You deserve nothing but the best,” he added, brushing a strand of hair out of my face. Turning to him, I searched his eyes for a moment before shaking my head.

“Lucky for me, I already have the best,” I replied softly. If it wasn’t for the smile pulling across his face, I would have been sure if I said it. The pulsing sound coming from behind my ears was working overtime. My breathing was louder than normal, and my heart was racing.

Akim placed his arm around my shoulders. “Would you like to get a milkshake or something after the movie?” he asked, kissing my head.

“Yeah, that sounds nice,” I replied, leaning into his arm. I tried watching the last part of the movie, but I wouldn’t focus. It kept returning to our dates, our touches, and stolen kisses.

This wasn’t our first night at the movies. I know he didn’t like it and only did it for me. However, the previous two movieswere action movies full of violence. Yes, growing up in a bratva family, I was used to it. But I didn’t enjoy it. Especially after seeing him kill those men before me.

But he treated me. We were watching a romance tonight. I would have preferred a cartoon. But he hated those.

“You want to tell me what’s on your mind?” he suddenly asked. It was almost like he could sense my attention wasn’t there.

Tilting my head back, I smiled at him. “I was just thinking how lucky I am,” I replied before pressing my lips to his in a deliberately slow kiss. Sparks flew between us. I found my thoughts wandering again. I could spend the rest of my days with my lips glued to his perfectly lush ones.

“Let’s go for a walk,” I added, laughing as I pulled him up. He came willingly. We exited the theater and headed to his truck. “No,” I said, pulling him back.

“I thought you wanted to go for a walk?” he asked, turning his head from side to side.

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