Page 25 of Bratva, Baby
Before I can acclimate to his size, he pushes deep in my throat, making me gag around him. “Fuck, I love the sounds you make.”
He pulls out of my mouth to the tip and thrusts and back in, making me gag around him again. This shouldn’t be making me as wet as it is, but my body is attuned to his and wants what he can give it.
Reaching between my legs, I find the little bundle of nerves that I know will give me the release my body desires, but when he notices what I’m doing, he uses his foot to nudge my hand away.
Looking up at him through hooded eyes, with his cock still in my mouth, he says, “Uh-uh, no touching yourself, your pleasure is mine and mine alone.”
He pulls his cock back out to the tip, and I swirl my tongue around him, making him groan again. Pushing his cock backinto my mouth, I hollow out my cheeks around his thick shaft and suck the best I can as he fucks my mouth.
My pussy tingles with need.
Before he finishes in my mouth, he wrenches himself out, pushes me against the wall, and drops to his knees. Pulling my left leg over his shoulder, he looks me in the eyes as he says, “My turn to feast on your cunt.”
He brings his mouth to my pussy and licks from the entrance to clit, sucking my bundle of nerves into his mouth. I moan loudly at the attention he pays my clit.
“You taste like mine. I know it, and you know it. So just admit it. Say it.” He says, twirling his tongue around my clit as he inserts a finger into my wet channel, pumping it in and out.
“Oh fuck, Andrei.” I cry out as he quickly drives me to the edge, but as I reach the peak, he pulls back. “No, don’t stop. Please.”
“Say you’re mine, Ava.”
“I’m yours, Andrei. Please let me cum.”
As soon as the words leave my mouth, his tongue is on my clit, but this time he inserts two fingers inside me, pumping them in and out of me.
As he sucks my clit into his mouth, he slightly grazes his teeth against it, curling his fingers against my G-spot repeatedly. “Please don’t stop.”
“Let me hear you repeat it.” He demands.
“I’m yours.” I moan as I shatter around his fingers, gushing onto his tongue.
“You taste so good, my little bird. I want you to squeeze my cock the next time you come.” He says, standing up, but keeping my leg lifted in his arm. He lines the head of his cock up with my entrance and thrusts into me in one brutal thrust.
I feel so full of him, but he doesn’t give me time to adjust as he starts pumping in and out of me, driving me to the edge so fast and shoving me over.
I cum screaming his name under the spray of the shower.
My walls spasm around his thrusting cock, driving me higher in my pleasure. I feel like I am going to combust.
Before I can come all the way down, he reaches between us and flicks my clit, driving me over the peak again.
His thrusts get faster, and I feel him swell inside me as he finds his release. Instead of pulling out of me immediately, he stays inside and grabs a handful of my hair, bringing my lips to his for a soft, heated kiss. Finally, he pulls out of me and we rinse off again.
As we are drying off, we hear a commotion from the living room area, making Andrei pause. “Stay here and get dressed. Don’t leave the bedroom.”
He leaves the bathroom to get dressed, and as I am walking out of the bathroom, I see him grab his gun with a barrel attached to the end of it as he opens the door and looks around the corner, walking out.
As I am left alone in the room, I listen to what could have possibly caused such a reaction for Andrei to grab his gun.
After hearing shouting from the living area, I can’t possibly sit here knowing this could be my time to leave the madness that is Andrei’s world, even though the thought of not seeing him again hurts more than I would like to admit.
I slowly open the door and tiptoe out into the hallway, being extra sure not to make any noise as I try to ascertain the situation. I don’t know what caused Andrei to grab his gun, but I do know he is on high alert.
Peaking around the corner, I see Andrei talking to an older man. I try to slow my breathing so I can hear what they are saying more clearly.
“My plan hasn’t seemed to unfurl the way it did with your da, so I am here to finish the job myself.” The older man says with what sounds like an Irish accent.
“What are you talking about, Fionn?” Andrei asks, sounding furious. “You should know better than to come to my home.”
