Page 47 of Bossed Around By the Bratva

“I don’t know, but I worried about you,” I said, smiling as he pulled me back into a tight hug. Breathing heavily over my shoulder, he whispered in my ear. “You want to get out of here and go celebrate our victory?”

Licking my lips, I could only imagine what he had in mind. “Yes,” I replied eagerly. He didn’t know that I had already planned how it would go. I felt good as everything seemed to be finally falling into place.

I had hoped that we would be going home soon. Grinning, I thought about my plan as we headed home. Akim unlocked and opened the door. Then he turned to me and carried me inside. Lowering me to my feet, he kissed me before speaking. “Would you like a bottle of wine?”

“Yes, you get that while I take a quick shower,” I said, sprinting upstairs. We were like high school kids. But it felt good. I showered and put on the new outfit I had bought. Hearing him coming up the stairs, I pulled on my robe.

He came in and placed the tray on the small table by the door. “And that?” he asked, looking at me curiously. I walked up to him and threw my arms around him. “I’ve missed you,” I mumbled between kisses, covering his face in lipstick. “And I have something amazing for you.”

“You do?” he replied, picking me up again. “So, where is it?”

“You will have to put me down to find out,” I said, laughing.

Akim turned his head to the side, staring into my eyes for a moment. As he placed me down, I took his hands and kissed them. “Come with me,” I whispered, leading him out of the bedroom.

He followed without a word. I led him into the lounge and showed him where to sit.

I grabbed the stool I hid behind the door and placed it in the middle of the room. “I’ll be right back,” I said, walking to the side of the room to his back. “Don’t peek.”

I dropped my gown to the floor and slipped into my heels. I pressed play on the stereo system, adding soft romantic musicto the room. Heading to the door, I saw him trying to turn. “Uhm, no, no, no,” I said in a soft tone.

Akim laughed but stayed in his position. I lowered the light in the room and walked to the stool. I swayed my hips as I went, ensuring they matched the rhythm of the music. I walked around the stool and stopped at the front. Bending over I took hold of it as I wiggled my ass.

Flipping my hair back, I glanced at him over my shoulder, arching my back. Akim had his hands in his lap and a smile that stretched for miles. Going down on my haunches, I moved my knees apart and back together.

“Oh, man,” Akim huffed, shifting on the couch.

Slowly lifting my ass into the air, I swayed my hips. My legs were straight but wide apart as I leaned over the stool and twerked my ass for him. Coming up straight, I moved to stand beside the chair.

I lowered my back to the stool, laying down on it. I moved my hand from my neck down my chest to my pussy. As I did this, I lifted one leg and lowered it again. I could hear his breathing becoming louder as he watched me.

Carefully, I turned around, so my front was on the chair, and I was facing the floor. Steading myself with one hand, I used the other one to smack my ass. I looked at him softly, biting my finger before slapping my ass again but harder.

“Ouch,” Akim breathed out as he moved to the edge of the couch.

Sliding off the chair, I went on my hands and knees. Turning, I slowly approached him, making soft growling sounds. As I got to him, I snapped at him like I was going to bite him.

Akim laughed nervously as he sat back. Rising to my knees, I placed my hands on his. Using my nails, I dragged them up to the bulge in his pants. Using my palm, I rubbed in circular motions over it.

I could feel his dick inside throbbing as it wanted to break out of its constraints. Moving my hands up over his chest to his neck, I rose slightly. Firmly gripping him around the neck, I pulled him to me, claiming his lips in a hot kiss.

As we kissed, my hands moved over his face, his head, and his shoulders. Placing my hands back on his chest, I shoved him lightly. Our lips parted, and we both gasped for air. Taking hold of his shirt at the bottom, I ripped it upward. The buttons went flying as it opened for me.

Leaning forward, I kissed his chest. His breathing had become rough, and I could feel mine was headed there quickly. I moved both my hands down his chest. Akim leaned his head back, closed his eyes, and exhaled hard.

He smelled of coconuts, and I could almost taste them as I licked his nipples. I rose, pushed him back again, and walked to the stool, swaying my hips. I turned and sat down with my legs closed, looking into his eyes.

I placed my hands on my knees. Leaning back slightly, I opened my legs as wide as I could. Slowly, I slid my hands up the inside of my thighs. As I reached my pussy, I only moved one hand further up to cup my breast.

As I massaged my breast with one hand, I rubbed my pussy with the other. Shifting slightly lower on the stool, I bent my legs, opening them wider. I placed a finger in my mouth and bit down softly as I lifted my other one and lightly slapped my pussy.

Akim rose to his feet and came rushing over. I stood quickly. Holding one hand out before me, I stopped him. Waving a finger in the air, I showed him no. I turned him around and lightly pushed forward. As he reached the chair, he sat back down.

His eyes were sparkling as he watched me. I could hear him breathing from across the room. Walking up to him, I placed one heel in his lap. Bending forward, I slowly pushed down my stocking. As I got to my foot, he lifted my leg and removed it. I placed my other leg in his lap and allowed him to pull the stocking down and take it off.

He licked his lips as I turned and walked back to the stool. Standing with my ass turned to him again, I smacked it hard. Pushing my thumbs into the sides of my panties, I slowly pushed them down while swaying my hips. Keeping my legs straight, I pushed them to the floor and stepped out.

As I came back up, I dragged my fingers up over the back of my legs. Once I reached my ass cheeks, I gripped them hard, pulling them to the sides ever so slightly. Letting go, I rose slowly as my nails dragged a line up to my hips.

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