Page 37 of Sexting My Bratva Boss
And as much as I hate admitting it, I want him to use me, to bury himself deep inside me until my pussy can’t hold anymore of his cum.
“Leave the tights.”
Before I can snap off the stockings from the garter belt, Konstantin’s words make me freeze. He walks around me slowly, fingers ghosting up my back to undo the clasp of my bra effortlessly. It slides down my shoulders, to the floor.
He steps close, running his hands over the textured cut of the garter belt, down the straps to massage my thighs.
“These stockings… they drive me crazy at work. I was thinking about them all day.”
“You were? I didn’t see you… I thought maybe you weren’t there…”
“I was watching, Audrey. I’ve been watching you for a long time.”
The heat of his body isso closeI can’t help pressing my ass back toward him, feeling the stiff trousers ghost against my skin before he hooks an arm around my hips and pulls me back.
“You didn’t think you were done with work today, did you, my love?”
The endearment is almost too much, too early, and my chest feels tight. But my pussy throbs at the feel of his cock hardening against my ass.
Konstantin slips his fingers beneath my panties, delicately playing with my clit.
“You’re already so wet.”
I swallow, tipping my head back onto his shoulder as one hand plays with my pussy, the other palming my breast. I don’t want to tell him the truth: that all day I’ve been anticipating when this will happen next.
When he’ll demand more of me.
Abruptly, almost violently, he pulls my panties down my legs, leaving me in just the garter belt and stockings. The air in the room ghosts over my clit and my knees tremble for a moment.
“Bed.”
I obey immediately, moving toward the bed, looking back over my shoulder when I’m unsure of how he wants me. He stalks toward me, pausing only to shuck off his clothing. He’s not wearing boxers this time, and his cock springs free, thick, and bouncing against his thighs.
The memory of how it filled me up, how tight I felt around him, makes my pussy throb.
“Bend over. I want to take my time with you, Audrey, but I have another obligation tonight. So, you’ll take me—all of me—and then I want you to lie here while my cum drips out of you. Do you understand?”
“Yes,” I gasp, bracing myself against the bed as he turns me to face it.
Konstantin rams into me.
It should be painful, but I’m so wet and ready for him that it only makes me moan in satisfaction.
“You’ve been waiting for this, haven’t you?”
He pounds into me, one hand gripping my hip, the other pulling my leg up onto the bed and opening me up. He changes the angle, and I gasp out again, “Yes.”
It’s the only thing I can say as he growls commands and dirty questions.
“You like when I fuck you like this?”
Yes.
“You feel how badly I want you? How hard you make me?”
Yes.
“Are you ready for me, Audrey? I need you to take it like a good girl. Yes, just like that.”