Page 29 of Bratva Bastard

She giggles again, but this time she shuts her eyes and sighs.

She gasps as I pinch her pebbled nipples, and her lids fly open. “I want to fuck every part of your body, Crissy,” I say as I lean down and kiss her right tit. I unzip her shorts and toss them across the room, where they land on top of her bra. I trace my finger over her already moist panties and whisper, “This pussy is now mine. It’s for my mouth, fingers, and cock. Nobody else’s. Understand?”

She nods and flashes me a half-smile. “Fuck me, Maxim. Whenever and however, you want.”

“Oh my dirty girl. How I’ve dreamed of you saying that” I admit.

“Then fuck me,” she whispers as she brushes my cheek.

I thread my fingers through her hair and lean in for a kiss. I open her lips and brush my tongue on hers. She kisses like a porn star despite the fact that she has limited experience. She knows exactly what to do with her lips, her tongue, and even her teeth at times, and I can honestly say that I have never experienced kisses so hot.

I quickly removed my clothes, reached for the top of the nightstand, and sheathed my cock. She moaned when I licked my way straight to her belly button. I used my teeth to get rid of her panties while she watched me in awe.

I got up and simply stared at her for a few seconds, taking her all in. I am going to fuck this girl again until there is nothing left for the next man who comes after me. Shit, I wanted to kill him just thinking about it.

I flipped her over on her stomach, watching her luscious, naked booty jiggle. I leaned forward and ran my finger over her slit, watching her tremble with pleasure. Slowly I licked my way down her body from her neck to her tailbone, where I stopped to lift her ass up by raising her knees. She was now on all fours, her cheeks flushed from embarrassment, most likely from feeling so exposed and looking over her shoulder to see what I was up to.

“What are you doing, Maxim?”

“My sweet Crissy, don’t you trust me?”

“I’m just beginning to.” She laughed breathlessly, and I sank my fingers into her again, feeling her grow wetter. I took some of that heat and swirled it over her clit, using my fingertips to make smooth stroking motions, and felt her pussy rubbing desperately into my hand. I positioned one hand on the small of her back and pinned her there to keep her from moving.

Knowing she was a little sore, I slowly sank into her from behind while still working her clit. I picked up speed, still being mindful not to hurt her.

“Maxim,” she pleaded, her head dropping to the mattress as she sighed. “Please.”

“What Crissy, you alright?”

“Please pick up the speed, you’re torturing me.”

“Oh you naughty girl,” I growled and leaned forward, whispering into her ear. “You like it rough, don’t’ you?”

I increased my speed now that I knew Crissy enjoyed being pounded. Slamming into her pussy, over and over. God, we couldn’t possibly be anymore fucking compatible. Her pussy was like a drug, calling me into temptation. She had a clutch on me, and no amount of resistance would pull me away. But I didn’t care. I was addicted to her, and I didn’t want to resist. I wanted to give in, time and time again, because the effects were too spellbinding to turn away.

As the first wave of pleasure washed over her, her knees and elbows buckled. She collapsed and was now lying on the bed, but I kept pumping hard into her, my fingers working her clit. I was unyielding. I quickly yanked her up, cupping one of her bouncy breasts as I fucked her from behind, brushing her nipple with my thumb over and over, rubbing it in circles while sucking on the back of her neck.

“You are so fucking sexy.” I breathed into her hot, sweaty flesh, licking the salt from her. I was riding her so hard I knew she burned everywhere, but she was enjoying this just as much as I was. With every thrust, I grew closer to cumming.

She cried out my name, and I loved it on her lips so much, I nearly burst. I came inside her hard, feeling my release inside her warm, tight pussy. We both collapsed back on the bed, she rolled over on top of me, and whimpered, “That was amazing.”

“We are amazing,” I said. Because I’ve never known anyone as amazing as Crissy.

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I openedmy eyes to the most beautiful woman, watching her chest rise and fall as she slept peacefully in my arms.

Sliding my arm out from under her, I moved carefully to keep from waking her, and hopped out of the bed in search of my pants. Thanks to my phone buzzing I found them easily, and searched the pockets for my cell. I pulled it out to see Dimitry’s face on the screen.

“Yo,” I said, a perk in my voice.

“Still at the hotel, I presume?” Dimitry’s tone was unamused, and possibly a bit annoyed. For what reason I didn’t know, but I figured he was calling to bitch about something.

“Is that a problem?” I asked, the irritation spreading through me now.

Dimitry sighed into the phone, his breath heavy. “Brother, come home. You can stay here where we can keep an eye on you.”

“Like a child?” I asked, sarcasm dripping from my tongue.

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