Page 149 of Bratva Jewels Box Set

I nod my head because I am.

He then slides the material to the side and exposes my breast to him, the one he spends his nights cupping. Leaning forward, Maxim captures the nipple into his mouth and sucks on it. White hot heat shoots through my veins like an intravenous drip of need. His tongue circles the puckered skin, teasing me before I feel the scrape of his teeth along the sensitive bud. My back arches pushing my tit into his mouth further which he greedilysucks. Never in my life have I felt so turned on, so needy nor so wet. I’m too embarrassed to look down to see the damp patch between my thighs that I can feel there. Maxim continues driving me crazy, working over my other breast. I feel feverish with need, and my swimsuit feels tight and claustrophobic against my skin. I need it off, now.

“Take it off,” I pant.

Maxim does as he’s instructed and slides the straps off my shoulders, but he doesn’t stop driving me crazy with his tongue against my skin. The material rolls down over my heated torso until he reaches my hips where Maxim needs two hands, and with skill, removes the last half in seconds.

I’m now naked in front of this man. A chill rises through my body as it begins to cancel out the heat previously there. What’s that about? I shake that thought from my mind as Maxim stops his sucking and stares down at me, taking in my naked self for the first time. He begins talking to me in Russian, which makes me pause. Flashes of the past begin to filter through the cracks of my carefully constructed wall. No. I will not let you ruin this for me. Not with him. I need this. I need him to wipe away the touches of all those other men before him. I try and focus back on Maxim’s face. He’s still talking to me in Russian, and I have no idea what he’s saying, but by the facial expressions, it seems he likes what he sees. That’s good.

“Grace?” Maxim questions, noticing the slight change in my mood. Concern crosses his face as those dark brows pull together.

“I need you now. I’m over this foreplay, please just fuck me, Maxim. I want your dick inside me now.”

Maxim seems surprised at my needy outburst before a smirk falls across his face.

“My greedy little girl wants my cock, does she?”

I nod.

Maxim slides back onto his knees and pulls down his shorts, exposing his large, hard length for me.

Oh wow. That is impressive. It’s long and thick. Heavy, needy balls hang low. A thick vein runs down along the shaft and my mouth waters just thinking about licking it.

“Your pussy is getting wetter by the minute looking at my dick, isn’t it?”

I nod because it’s the truth.

“She wants to choke on it, doesn’t she?”

Is he talking about my pussy? I nod again because this level of dirty talk is ten times better than anything my exes have ever given me. They picked up their dirty talk from copious amounts of porn whereas Maxim’s is natural. He’s speaking directly from his dick, not trying to impress me with his words.

Maxim slides his fingers through my folds, and I see my slickness coating them before he rubs my arousal all over the tip of his dick and begins pumping it.

That was hot!

He pulls a condom out of his back pocket and rips open the packet.

Did he think something was going to happen between us? Is that why he was prepared.

“I was hopeful.” Maxim winks as if he can read my thoughts as he glides the latex over his dick. He reaches out, runs his fingers again through my slickness and uses it to coat his sheathed dick. “You ready for me?”

Am I? Why do I feel nervous suddenly? Biting my lip, I nod because I want this, I want him.

“I’ll go slow, Wildcat,” he whispers as he lines himself up.

I try to relax, but dark images filter through my mind, and my body starts to tense.

“No one will fuck you like I do, Grace.”

No!

I will not let Dmitri ruin this moment for me. Get the hell out of my head. Leave me alone. Maxim slides himself through my folds teasing me, getting me ready for his size. Then with a steady move of his hips, the tip of his dick enters, and my body freezes. He pushes in a little bit more, and I bite down on my lips to muffle my cry. Darkness begins to consume me. No. I scream at myself internally. Stop ruining this for me.

“You’re mine, Grace. I own you mind, body, and soul.”Dmitri’s words echo in my mind.

“You feel so good wrapped around my dick, Wildcat,” Maxim groans in my ear.

This should be turning me on. It was moments ago, but now it feels like my body is being infested with tiny bugs crawling all over my skin.