Page 21 of A Nanny For The Bratva Boss
“Are you… fuck. Are you a virgin?”
She bites her lip and nods… and I go fucking crazy. Mine. Only fucking mine. Always. For fucking ever!
My hips start moving of their own accord, like my body can’t resist this pleasure. The knowledge of being her first and last.
“Fuck, baby…” I grunt between slaps of my hips against hers.
Every time she meets me, rolling her hips, wrapping her long, thick legs around my waist, her arms circling my neck, panting, shaking, moaning against my skin.
She whimpers.
I grunt, snapping faster and harder inside her, barely hanging on to reality… “I’ll make it good for you… promise, baby.”
She whines, “Okay.”
I kiss her again. Deep, wet. All tongue and teeth. Then I pull back, look into her eyes, and slam my hips home. Maya cries out, her nails digging into my shoulders. The sting, feeling fucking amazing, combined with the insane pleasure coursing through my body. I’m fully buried inside her… and fuck…Ican barely take it. I unscrew my eyelids to find my girl trembling, tears shining in her pretty eyes. Fuck.
I find it in me to hold still, letting her adjust and croak out, “Breathe. Just breathe, baby.”
Even though every instinct in me is screaming at me to move, rut, fucking breed my woman. I kiss her forehead, her cheeks, her soft lips.
“You’re doing so good, Milaya. Taking me so fucking well,” I growl, possessively grabbing her hips to pull her even closer, and move her body at will.
I grind my pelvis against her clit, and slowly, her body starts relaxing, the tension easing. Her pained moans turning back into pleasurable ones.
I pull out all the way, until my long, heavy shaft is all out, with only the thick head remaining inside her. I’m coated in her cream, my precum, and a rosy tinge of blood.
“Look,” I order.
When her eyes drop to our connection, her pussy lips parted around my thick girth, flesh meeting flesh, fucking invading flesh… I push back in.
Maya lets out another loud cry.
And I do it again. And again.
And soon her breathing changes, the pain fading, pleasure taking over.
“Misha…”
I growl, burying my face in the crook of her neck. Licking, biting and sucking her skin. Fucking loving the taste of her. Her scent.
I pick up my pace. Sounds of skin slapping against skin filling the room, in perfect harmony with her moans, my grunts, the wet noises of our sexes connecting. Fuck, she feels good. Fucking perfect.
Her legs are wrapped tight around my waist, her hips meeting mine thrust for thrust.
And when she whispers, “Harder, baby,” I’m fucking done for.
“Fuck…”
“Please…”
I grip her hips, digging the tips of my big, calloused fingers hard into her soft flesh, and thrust deep, fast.
Maya moans loud, her head falling back on the mattress.
“That’s it, Milaya. Let Daddy hear you.”
I rut her like a fucking animal, watching her come apart. Her big tits bouncing. Her full mouth open. Her sweet pussy clenching around me. Fucking milking me.
