Page 25 of Forced By the Bratva King

He whispered into my ears, “You’re so sexy.”

His words brought a reflexive smile to my face as I felt myself slipping into his strong arms. I could feel his breath on my skin, and as his hands traced my curves, my heart began to burn while I subtly gasped for air.

He kissed my neck, and I lifted my head toward the ceiling, basking in the feeling of his actions. A moan escaped my lips when he slipped a hand under my dress. I shuddered as he teased my thigh with his fingertips before caressing my underpants with gentle strokes.

Fuck.

With his other hand, he pulled my head close and planted a much deeper kiss on my lips than the one he had done back at the church. I returned the gesture, and soon, things got heated up. I let go of my reservations, allowing myself to feel this passion; I gave in completely.

Our tongues twirled in our mouths, and our breaths were difficult to catch. He shifted my underpants and slipped a finger into my cunt. I moaned abruptly at the sensation that jolted across my body like volts of electricity.

He pulled off my panties and whisked me up, and I clasped my feet around his waist as we continued to share a deep kiss. Seconds later, he gently lay me down on the bed and spread my legs apart. Artem’s tongue parted my folds, its chill sending shivers down my spine. I arched my back in pleasure, biting my lower lip as my hands pulled on the sheets beneath me.

The feeling was overwhelming, and I could feel my nipples standing erect. That instant, he threw his hands to my chest and deliciously pinched those sensitive nubs. It was a sweet pain, and I didn’t want him to stop. I had never felt this way in my life,and I couldn’t help but wonder what his tongue was doing to me; it was touching places I hadn’t even known existed.

My body was writhing, and I was moaning, enjoying the ecstasy that was traveling to my brain, blocking my senses.

He pulled his mouth off my pussy, and I looked down at him, wanting more. He rose to his feet and, gripping the buttons, ripped his shirt off, revealing his perfect build and tattooed skin.

That's so hot.

“Get on your knees,” he commanded.

I obeyed immediately as he unbuckled his belt.

“Now get over here and return the favor.”

Sir, yes, sir.

I crawled on all fours until I got to his groin, where I jerked my eyes to look at him while withdrawing his cock from his pants. Fuck, it was bigger than I had imagined, heavy and veiny.

I looked down at it with a faint smile, weighing the organ in my hand before taking it into my mouth. It was satisfying hearing him let out a deep groan of pleasure. This encouraged me to suck on his cock even better.

I pushed my head further into his groin so the organ would freely travel deep into my throat. And it did. I choked on it, gagging and wheezing as he took a handful of my hair and fucked my mouth like it was my pussy. It was a little aggressive, a little nasty, but I liked it.

He forced my head out, and a sudden gasp escaped me as I drooled over his big slippery cock. He bent over and kissed me, his hand going down to finger my cunt some more. He was an excellent lover, one who knew exactly how to pleasure me.

He pushed me, and I fell on my back, surrendering to his dominion over my body.

Artem lay over me, kissing those lips like he knew that they were his alone. He teased me with the tip of his cock,running it over my entrance. I was going crazy, yearning for him, even though I’d never done this before.

The moan that came forth was a painful one after he tried to penetrate my pussy.

He noticed my discomfort and paused. “What is it?”

I blinked rapidly, embarrassed and concerned that he might lose interest, but I told him anyway, “It’s just…I…I haven’t done this before.”

His brows rose, and I saw something that resembled a smile on his face. “You’re a virgin?” He looked astonished, his brows raising.

I nodded slowly.

“Even better,” he said and kissed me deeply while running his cock over my entrance. “You’re perfect.” He fondled my breasts for some time, sucking and biting on my nipples.

These actions were gradually making me wetter than before. I guessed that was a ploy to prepare me for his penetration.

“Don’t worry, I’ll be gentle,” he bit against my ear.

At his words, my body trembled, and I squeezed my eyes shut when he slowly pushed his cock inside me. I was wet already, so it was easier, but it still hurt a little. He pulled out and pushed it back in with careful, slow movements while kissing me. He repeated the process over and over, each time better than the last. My pussy was gradually widening, accepting the width of his cock with each penetration.