Page 19 of Forcibly Sold to the Bratva (Zolotov Bratva #14)

I grin and reach beneath her back. She arches for me, and I unhook her bra, slide it off her shoulders.

I inhale at the sight of those perfect, full breasts spilling free for me. Her nipples harden as I drink in the sight, and she lets out a slow exhale.

I cup one in my hand, my thumb brushing over the peak. She arches into my touch with a soft moan.

“Ilariy,” she sighs, sliding her hands down my boxers. “I want to feel you.”

I help her remove my boxers, then slide my hands up her thighs, hook my fingers into her panties, and slowly pull them down.

I see the landing leading down to what’s between her lips, that sweetness I so long to taste, and my mouth waters. I lean down to kiss her belly, her hip bones, the inside of her thigh.

Then, ever so slowly, I part her thighs for me, see the folds of her pussy, and dart my head up with a questioning look.

She nods, and her bottom lip catches between her teeth. I slide my hands under her thighs, spreading her wider as I lower my mouth to her. The first swipe of my tongue makes her cry out, her back arching off the bed. She’s already wet, her body a hymn I’m dying to sing.

I explore every fold and crease with my tongue, remember what makes her gasp and moan. When I finally slide a finger inside her, she’s slick and hot, clenching around me like a fish out of water.

Her hands are now in my hair, clutching to a point where pain becomes pleasure, and I begin to drum my tongue against her slit and add a second finger, curling both until she writhes.

Her hips move in rhythm with my hand. I can feel her tightening around me, getting closer.

“Ilariy,” she gasps, her thighs trembling. “I’m going to—”

“Let go,” I command, crooking my fingers just so. “Come for me, Arina.”

Her body shudders with pleasure, and she lurches off the bed, having lost all control. “Oh my god!” she moans, her fingers digging into the sheets, and it’s the most beautiful sight. I work her through it gently, easing up only when she stops fluttering around my finger.

I crawl back up her body to kiss her, letting her taste herself on my lips. Her hands slide down my chest. When she wraps her fingers around my length, I hiss through my teeth at the sensation.

“Feel something you like?” I tease.

She grins and bites into my lower lip. “You could say that.”

I get on my hands and position myself at her entrance. She wraps her legs around my waist and pulls me closer.

I push into her slowly, giving her time to adjust. It’s hard not to pound her already, to show some restraint, for every nerve ending in my cock is lapping up the feel of her. Her body molds to mine, yields to mine, and I have to grit my teeth to maintain control.

“You feel so good,” I whisper against her ear as I finally settle fully inside her. “Like you were made for me.”

She arches beneath me, and her nails dig into my back. “It can feel much, much better,” she whispers with a pointed look, and I grin.

I begin to thrust, setting an even pace that’s comfortable for her. Her legs tighten around me, pulling me deeper, and I groan at the sensation.

“Faster,” she breathes, her hips rising to meet mine. Clearly, she doesn’t want to be comfortable.

I pick up the pace and drive into her with more force. Harder and harder and harder until both our bodies lose control, until the headboard begins to rattle against the wall at the back.

I shift, changing the angle with which my cock hits her inner walls, and feel proud when I hear her mewl.

“There,” she gasps. “Right there.”

I hit that spot again and again, watching her face contort with pleasure. Her inner walls clench around me, and I know she’s close. I slip a hand between us, finding her clit with my thumb, circling it in time with each hit of my cock.

“Come with me,” I tell her, feeling my own pleasure building. My cock is like molten lava, burning to be blast and I can’t hold it in anymore. I simply can’t. “I want to feel you come around me.”

Her eyes fly open and lock on mine, pupils blasted with pleasure, and seeing her like this is almost too much to bear.

She’s the one to break first as she lets out an exhale and closes her eyes tight.

“Ilariy!” she screams, her fingers digging into my back, and I feel her pussy quiver around my cock.

Her body is convulsing, and the sight of all those curves, making all those motions, sends me right over the edge.

My vision narrows, and every sense I have is on the edge of erupting from my body.

I thrust deep one last time and follow her into bliss, my vision blurring as pleasure crashes through me.

We stay locked together, still processing what just happened. The sex… it is unlike anything I’ve done before.

She lifts her head to look at me, a small smile playing at her lips. “Is this what you had in mind when you brought me here?”

I laugh softly and tuck a strand of hair behind her ear. “Not exactly. I was more focused on keeping you alive.”

I move off her and collapse beside her on the bed, pulling her against me, unwilling to let go of her just yet.

“That was...” she traces circles on my chest. “Amazing.”

“It really was,” I say as I kiss her forehead.

It really was.

If I knew how mind-blowing it could be to be with her, I might have seduced her ages ago.