Page 12 of Bratva, Baby
Chapter 5
Andy
By the end of dinner, Ava and I know more about each other, or she knows what I want her to know at least, and it’s time for me to meet with my inner circle.
Bringing Ava home is a silent drive, as I contemplate the night and how I want it to go with my guys. Ava's silence seems peaceful, so I don’t concern myself too much with the fact that she isn’t talking; she isn’t usually talkative anyway.
Tomorrow is Saturday, which means I won’t be seeing her at work like I have gotten used to over the past few days, and the thought makes me anxious. I’ll need to talk to Mario about keeping an eye on her over the weekend if I have any hope of concentrating on my men. I need to find this rat in my ranks.
Dropping Ava off at her house, I get out of the SUV and walk her to her door. As she unlocks it, I wait for her to turn around, but she doesn’t. Instead, she says over her shoulder in a hesitant voice, “Would you like to come in really quickly?We could start on our list of trauma.” She says jokingly. I think I rather like her dark humor.
“Why, are you going to miss me over the weekend, little bird?” I ask teasingly but with hope in my chest; I know she wants me too.
“Maybe.” She says, though admitting it is hard.
At her admission, though, I decide my men can wait a bit longer and follow her into her house. “You insist on being just friends, all the while you hold my heart in your purple-painted nails. You see my soul when you look into the depths of my eyes, and you seem to know my pain without me having to say it. Little bird, I am yours as much as you are mine.” I say as I back her against her door, my hands on her waist, and take her mouth with mine, pulling her body into mine. I need to feel every inch of her against me, to feel her touch.
This kiss is slower than the one that we shared in the elevator this morning, but I needed to taste her mouth again. All I know is she tastes like mine, and it’s time she becomes mine in every way.
I back her through the doorway, pushing my way into her home, kicking the door closed behind us, and pulling her into me. She has one hand on the back of my neck, while the other is on the small of my back, pulling me into her just as hard as I’m pulling her into me.
At the moan that leaves her mouth, I slowly run my hand from her waist, up her side to cup her breast, running my thumb over her nipple on the outside of her clothes. She arches into my touch, and that’s all the sign that I need that she wants this, too. It’s time to take what’s mine.
As I raise her shirt and pull it off over her head, I feel her body shudder under a mixture of the slow glide of my fingertips and the exposure to the cooler temperature against her skin. At the achingly slow pace my fingers take, I finally reach her bra and pull the cups down, propping her breasts up against the cups and making her nipples harden further. With one hand, I roll her nipple between my thumb and forefinger as she breathes out a low “More,” urging me to take more from her.
Leaning down, I take one of her nipples into my mouth and suck as she arches and groans for me. My cock is leaking precum in my pants, and I want nothing more than to take her to bed and slam into her warm heat. Planning to do just that, I release her nipple and pick her up, she wraps her legs around my waist, and I’m just in control enough to remember to ask where her bedroom is, since I am not supposed to know that yet.
Making it to her bedroom, I softly place her on her bed where she lies down with her arms above her head and her legs bent, knees together like she’s trying to keep her modesty despite being mostly dressed. It makes me think she maynot be as experienced as I initially thought she was, not necessarily a virgin, though.
Pulling my shirt over my head, I crawl onto the bed, positioning myself between her legs, pressing my cock against her so she can feel it through my pants. I press my mouth to hers just to taste her lips again. I want to feel her moan in my mouth. I feel her hands running through my hair and down my back as she moans, “More, please.”
I kiss her down her neck and take her other nipple into my mouth as I use my hand to show the other breast the attention it wants. Switching between breasts, I bring my hand down to the zipper of her pants and slowly drag her pants down her legs and off her body to reveal a red lace thong.
“Who are you wearing these sexy little things for, Ava?” I ask darkly. I know from having her watched when I’m unable that she hasn’t been meeting anyone else.
“Myself. Why do you like them?” She replies cheekily.
To show her just how much I like her in her sexy red thong, I pull my pants down enough to reveal my hard cock. Gripping myself through my boxers, I squeeze and groan, “Do you see what you do to me, little bird? I get hard at the merethought of you.”
Pulling my boxers down, I give her the first glance at my length as her mouth drops open. “If you keep that mouth open, Ava, I may feel the need to fill it,” I say.
Snapping her mouth shut, she glowers at me. “Don’t get cocky now.” She says. “I can still change my mind.” Though I’d like to see her try, she doesn’t realize it’s time she becomes truly mine.
Pulling her thong from her body, I ball it up and tell her, “Open up for me.” Surprisingly, she listens, and I stuff her thong in her mouth. “That’s a good girl, Ava. I want you to taste yourself.”
I go back to giving her breasts the attention I have wanted to since I saw them in the flesh last night. Sucking one of her nipples into my mouth and giving the other a sharp pinch.
My cock gives a twitch at the delicious moan she emits around her underwear. Kissing my way down her body, I come to her center, my goal. Spreading her thighs, I lower my mouth to her pussy and lick from her slit to her clit, finally sucking her clit into my mouth, lightly grazing the bundle of nerves with my teeth, causing her legs to tighten around my head.
I show her clit the attention she desperately needs while inserting a finger into her opening. The feel of her slick walls around my finger nearly makes me cum right then. Inserting a second finger, I stretch her tight pussy, getting her readyto take my cock, but not until I have tasted her sweet cum on my tongue.
Damn, does she taste delicious. I could eat her all day, but when I cum, it’s going to be inside of her wet heat. I thrust my fingers deep inside her, making her arch her back and moan with pleasure. The sounds of her moans send shivers down my spine and excite me in a way I have never felt before. I have to make her cum on my face. I need to taste it. I move my fingers in and out, thrusting them upwards to hit her G-spot. I run my tongue over her clit, while she pushes her hips into my face. I can feel her tight little pussy start to pulse around my fingers. She’s about to explode all over my fingers and tongue. I don’t let up, and she finds her release, all over me. I can taste just how sweet her cum is, and I know this will not be the last time I taste it.
Leaving behind my new favorite thing, I raise my cum soaked fingers to her mouth, where I remove her panties and make her suck her cum off my fingers. “Your cum tastes amazing, doesn’t it?”
She sucks my fingers clean as she groans, “Yes, sir.”
“Don’t act so tired, Ava. We’re not done yet.”
