Page 16 of A Nanny For The Bratva Boss
So I do. Hard. My body shakes. My vision goes white. I cry out his name. And he watches me the entire time. His flame-blue eyes never leaving mine, making everything feel harder, stronger, tenfold better. I shake, whine, moan, my fingers clasped at his shoulders, nails dug in hard, pressing myself into his touch… And he keeps drinking in my orgasm, dragging it, thrusting, hooking his fingers inside me, rubbing those magical circles on my clit… pulling more out of me, again, and again, everything. Until I’m nothing but a trembling rag-doll in his arms.
When I finally stop shaking, Mikhail slowly pulls his fingers out of me. I’m too sensitive; I know that. And I’m all orgasmed out. But I feel the loss. Deep. Intense. Like a part of me is withdrawing.
Then he brings his fingers to his mouth. And fucking tastes me. Long, thick fingers pushing past his full pink lips, his tongue darting out to swirl around them, his gorgeous eyes fluttering closed for a second, a low purr vibrating through his chest… Fuck me. That’s the sexiest thing I’ve ever witnessed in my entire life.
When I try to push on my knees to get up from his lap, he holds me with a firm hand on my hip, shaking his head, that glacier gaze pinning me in place.
He lifts me off his lap and lays me on the couch. Then he’s between my thighs, pushing my dress up, pulling my panties down. And spreads me… wide. And buries his face between my thighs.
I’m frozen in place. Under his spell. All I can do is shake, moan, stare at this beautiful man who’s eating my pussy like it’s the last thing he’ll ever do before leaving this earth. Growling, sucking, licking, biting, his big hands holding me exactly whereand how he wants me. Spread. Open. At his mercy. I’m fucking hypnotized by the back-and-forth sweep of his amazing tongue, the sharp electric current that courses through me every time he sucks on my clit. The waves of pleasure that invade my body with each deep thrust of his fingers. His deep, rumbly growls adding vibrations to his ministrations. The vision of his broad shoulders between my legs, his thick head of dark hair, his dazed gaze when he raises his sky-blue eyes to meet mine. Like he’s saying: look at me, see how good I’m making you feel, how fucking hungry I am for you…
His tongue. His mouth. His fingers. All of this massive, beastly gangster. Mine. All fucking mine.
I’m moaning. My hands pulling at his hair. My wide hips bucking into his face as he’s devouring me. Like he can’t get enough.
Then his fingers push even deeper inside me, curl and…
“Mikhail! Oh God, I can’t…”
“Give me another one.”
And I do. I come again. Even harder than before. My thighs are shaking. My whole body is trembling. But he doesn’t stop, even when I beg. He keeps fucking feeding on my juices, my flesh, swallowing the nasty sounds of my wet cunt, fingers digging into my skin, my hips, hands holding me hard… until the very last tremor. Then he’s licking long, slow, painfully delicious. Untilheis done.
Mikhail pulls back. Wipes his mouth with the back of his hand. Looking completely unhinged. Eyes wild, hair crazy, face flushed, breathing hard, his lips swollen. At the same time, looking ravenous, and like he just had the best meal of his entire goddamn life.
I’m wrecked, spent, completely done for, barely able to keep my eyes open and admire all that’s this man. The beauty of this moment.
He scoops me up, pulling me into his arms. And I curl into his chest, his warmth, his scent. Boneless. Exhausted.
The last thing I feel is his mammoth hand gently stroking my hair.
Six
MIKHAIL
Maya is asleep in my arms, out cold, breathing soft and steady against my chest. Feeling so fucking soft and warm, with her scent all over my nose, I’m hard as fucking steel.
I shift a bit, trying to ease the pressure on my dick that’s nestled against her lush ass, but it’s no use. Having her this close, feeling her, all of her… and the way she’s curled into me? Relaxed, trusting. Making me feel deep down to my gut that she belongs here, in my arms.
But Sofia’s upstairs. There’s no way I’m taking my woman for the first time with my six-year-old niece as a potential audience. I want to make Maya scream at the top of her lungs. I want to give her the kind of fucking that breaks furniture. Claim her over, and over, and over again. Fill her to the brim. So full that my jizz will be leaking out of her cunt for days.
So I stand carefully, lifting my girl with me.
She makes a small sound, halfway between a sigh and a moan, that has my dick throbbing. Fuck, I love her sounds, her voice, her laugh, her sexy body, how her smiles brighten thewhole damn world, the way she sweetly chats with Sofia, how foolishly kind she was to follow us here… everything about this woman.
I grit my teeth and carry her down the hall to her room. Push the door open with my shoulder, and lay her down on the bed.
She barely moves. Just curls on her side, with one hand tucked under her cheek. Looking peaceful… at home. Beautiful. And mine.
I pull the blanket over her and force myself to step back. If I stay, I’m not leaving this room until I’ve had her every way I can think of. So, I walk out, close the door behind me, and head to my room.
The second I’m inside, I strip. My cock’s standing straight up. Thick. Heavy. Aching. I wrap my hand around it and stroke. Hard. Fast.
I think about her. The way she looked when she came. With her beautiful eyes rolled back. Her lush mouth open. Curvy body shaking. The sounds she made.
I cling to the phantom taste of her mouth and juices on my tongue.
“Fuck.”
