Page 14 of Bratva King's Secret Twins
“Ngh—Nik, please.” Her cheeks turn a pretty shade of pink that only rivals that of the plush shade of her pussy.
I lean back on the edge of the tub, my fingers hovering over her curves in the water. “Please what, Kotik?”
She spreads her legs as an answer. I raise my brow, laugh rumbling from deep within.
“You want to cum again from my fingers? How many times do you need to cum before the main event? So greedy kitten.” My fingertips run up the outline of her inner thighs, and she switches slightly, a dark smile on her lips.
“I—no! Just clean me like you said you would.” Her bottom lip slides between her teeth in the pouty way that makes me want to slip my cock in her mouth, and her eyes shine with need like she wants me to take her again.
She looks up at me through her fanned out lashes, supple and pliant in my arms. I run my fingers through her softest part, washing her cum away with water, and think about how only I get to see her like this. My hands roam lower, grazing against her clit.
“This pretty little pussy has been waiting on me. To clean. To lick. To fuck.”
“Ah, Nik, I’m sensitive from earlier just—ah!” I press down a little harder and her cheeks inflate in frustration. Shit, even the way she scrunches her nose and inflates her cheeks makes me hard.
But what the hell am I doing bathing her? I don’t do this. Gwen makes me feel like a different person, makes me do so many things out of character. She turns to face me suddenly, water splashing out of the tub.
“Careful, Kotik.” Her eyes drop to her breast, and I follow a drop of water that curves from her neck to between her breasts and then scoops underneath the left one.
“Sorry,” she whispers, and I look back at her bowed head. “I just wanted to wash you too.”
“My little kitty wants to roam her hands over me?” She dips her head, the pink in her cheeks deepening. I pick up her chin and smirk. “Go ahead.”
Gwen nods sweetly and lathers some shampoo in between her hands to then work the soap into my hair. Her delicate fingers make sure to work the shampoo into every strand of my hair. She catches my eye and giggles as some of the suds go into my eye as she rinses it off, fingers never leaving my hair.
“You aren’t even a little afraid of me?” I ask.
She frowns. “No. Why?”
“I did lop off a man’s pinky in front of you.”
“Yeah, but you did it for me. Because he was trying to hurt me. You protected me.” Her eyes bore into mine. “I trust you.”
I grab her by her pert ass and foist her up from the tub. Her legs instinctually wrap around me.
“Oh my God, Nik!” she squeals.
I throw her on the bed and crouch down in front of her.
“We’re still wet from the bath!” She giggles, wrapping her arms around my neck, her eyes golden with lust and something else I can’t quite name, but I know I want her to keep looking at me like that.
I nuzzle her neck, whispering, “And you’re going to be wet in other ways once I’m done with you.”
7
GWEN
“It should be a crime to cover up your body,” I whisper, my hands running down his abs, stroking at the dark ink patterns.
“I know it’s a crime to cover yours.”
“Who says?” I giggle, pulling Nik closer from his crouching position, my hands gently scratching the scalp I just shampooed.
“Me.” We kiss and he slowly dips one finger into my silky wetness. “Kotik, you ready for me?”
“Damn right, I'm ready,” I breathe into his ear, making my voice a silky whisper. It’s part truth and part lie. The truth is I want him. The lie is I don’t think his thick cock would fit. I can barely wrap a hand around it. That monster of a cock is going to split me in half. I can’t fucking wait.
Nik slowly pushes himself into me, my back arching.