Page 43 of Bratva Daddies for the Single Mom

She purred her approval when I nipped at her exposed collar bone and flicked open another button.

I worked my way down her shirt, taking my time, burying my nose in her scent.

Her thighs closed on my hand before I reached her panties. She drew her head forward and kissed the tip of my nose, draping a leg over my lap and straddling me. Her skirt bunched up around her hips, her hands resting lightly on my shoulders. “My turn.” She pushed my jacket away from my chest and down my arms. It stuck at my wrists until I leaned forward and shook free. I kissed the hollow of her throat while I was there and brought her closer with a shift of my hips. “I can’t get enough of you. Of any of you. It’s like you’ve possessed my sex drive and turned it on high.”

“Good.” I opened her shirt and spread my hands across her ribs. The lacy pink bra teased me. I wanted it off. “Do you have any idea how much I want you?”

She wiggled on my lap. “I have an idea.”

If she only knew I didn’t mean just her body. I wanted her in our lives, every day, for the good and the bad. I settled for sex to bridge the gap until we all reached that point where we were incapable of saying goodbye. “You have all of us here. What do you want from us?”

Grinning, she rolled off my lap and shimmied out of her skirt and shirt. Standing in nothing but the frilly pink bra and matching pink thong, she turned, showing me her ass, and flipped her hair over her shoulder. “I want all three of you. All at the same time.” A finger pointed at Fyodor, and she sashayed toward him. “I want to suck your dick until you almost come. Then I want you to bury it inside me. Make me scream withpleasure.” She returned to the couch, propped one leg beside my hip, and ran her hand down her stomach, over her clit, and to her entrance. “I want to ride your cock, Ilya. I want it so deep that I can’t breathe.”

“It will be my pleasure.” I gripped her breasts through the lace and squeezed.

Her deep moan and arched back begged me to tear off the scraps of lace and fuck her hard and fast. I stood and removed my pants and boxers, then sat, pulling her down with me. She sank onto my cock, taking just the head with her legs spread wide.

Fyodor and Viktor moved to stand on either side of her, their clothes discarded. Viktor knotted her hair in his hand and tipped her face up for a kiss, then nudged her mouth toward Fyodor’s waiting cock. She took him deep, and a new rush of wetness allowed her to take me completely. The sensation rolled my eyes back in my head. “No one has ever fucked me the way you do.” I released the clasp on her bra, freeing her tits.

She bounced on my cock, each stroke on my dick giving her better access to Fyodor.

Viktor released her head so Fyodor could take control and moved to stand behind Annie.

22

VIKTOR

Watching Annie fuck Ilya and Fyodor at the same time gave me ideas for new and intricate ways for all four of us to come together. Ilya’s giant cock didn’t allow for anyone else in her pussy or her ass, though I was tempted to push the boundaries and test the theory. She’d taken his cock and the dildo in her ass with almost no trouble. I pushed my cock into her spine, letting her feel the tense heat. Ilya licked her nipples, alternating between one and the other, his teeth flashing as he darted in for a bite then licked away the pain.

Annie surged toward him with every lick. She rose onto her knees for a better angle and guided Fyodor closer. She held his shaft in one hand, Ilya’s shoulder in the other.

“Ilya.” I ground out his name.

His eyes found mine over Annie’s shoulder, and he knew in a glance what I wanted. He nodded and changed his position, widening his legs so Annie’s were forced further apart. Her ass spread out before me, a buffet of delicate and primal desire. “Annie, I’m going to try something. You’ve done it before, with me and Fyodor.”

She popped off Fyodor’s dick long enough to give me a smile. “Fuck my ass, Viktor. I know that’s what you want.” She lifted onto her knees and slammed down over Ilya.

His groan rattled through the room. “Fuck yes. You feel so good, Annie.”

“Are you sure?” I’d never asked for reassurance before, but I’d also never attempted this with Ilya before.

“Positive.” She rose up again, her strokes coming faster, harder. “Let me fuck all three of you at the same time. Please.”

Fyodor guided her mouth back over his cock, his hips pumping him deep into her throat. She took him down with a greedy savageness that strengthened my desire.

I swept a hand through her wet heat and coated myself with her juices. She stilled when I placed a hand in the center of her spine and prodded her ass with the head of my cock.

Ilya thrummed a noise in the back of his throat and slid a hand between Annie’s legs. She bucked and gasped when he fingered her clit, her body opening for me. I eased into her, the tight ring of muscles taking me, the squeeze of pressure causing sweat to pop along my shoulders. I wouldn’t last long. None of us would. “You’re amazing, Annie.” I ground my teeth and slid all the way inside.

A tremble shook her body, and she rocked back onto me with a guttural groan of need.

Fyodor hissed and tightened his hand on her head. “That’s it, Annie. Suck me dry, baby. I’m going to come in your throat as you come apart on their cocks. Let us please you.”

The three of us moved as one. The position gave us total control over her body, but she still managed to find the pace and match us stroke for stroke. Ilya continued to finger her pussy, the rhythmic tightening in her ass a testament to his work and our deepening thrusts. I felt him through the thin wall that separated us, and the extra sensation burst through me. Ourbreaths combined with Annie’s groans, the sound of our fucking a symphony in my ears. I’d never allowed anything like this here, in my office. Annie had the power to make me want to break all the rules, starting with this one. I held her hips, my wide hands spanning her back and hip bones. Her spine poked up in sharp ridges when she twisted to give Fyodor better head.

My toes curled in the carpet, my control unraveling with every second. She demanded everything of us and gave all of herself in return. My strokes deepened, Ilya and I matching up so we slammed inside her at the same time, filling her completely and sending a continuous pulse of pleasure along my spine and up my neck.

“Are you ready, Annie?” I tightened my grip and changed my angle for a deeper thrust.

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