Page 38 of The Bratva's Secret Baby

"I ... ...I missed you. Damien, we shouldn't..."

"Shh." He stuck a finger in his mouth, pulled it back out, and stroked the wet finger over my sensitive, hard nipple. My eyes fluttered shut and a loud moan escaped me at the sensation.

"Don't tell me to stop. Open your eyes."

I nodded, wanting him, needing him. No one had ever touched me like he did. No one.

A heat arose between my thighs that I hadn't felt in a long time, and the way his eyes bored into mine, all I wanted to do was to obey his commands.

He grinned. "Did you miss this?", he wandered one hand up my thigh and slid it under my skirt, and I forced myself to keep my gaze on him.

Anytime now he'd notice how soaked I was.

"I... I... we... we... shouldn't..." I stammered.

"Shh, I know you like it." He rasps in my ear as his hand pushes my panties aside. His thick, long fingers brush over my wetness and I cry out, burying my face in his neck.

"Hhmm, you're so wet for me, Roza." He whispers as stroked my clit and he pushed a finger inside me so hard and deep he almost lifted my legs from the ground. He pushed his finger in and out, teasing me, ravaging me until I couldn’t fight it anymore. I clung to his neck as my knees went weak, my body trembled, and I whimpered into his neck.

“Damien!” "Ohhh fuck!"

"I like it when you curse like that. I'm going to fuck you just the way you like it." Damien carried me to the bedroom, as I was still a trembling mess. He unzipped my skirt and removed my blouse and bra and tossed them to the floor, before laying me on the bed.

He ripped off my panties and his hungry blue eyes swept over my body as if he couldn't wait to devour me, I was a little embarrassed.

A smile darkened his handsome features. "You were ready for me." I rolled my eyes and a sudden wave of anger rose inside me at the thought of how vulnerable I was. "I wasn't waiting for you, Damien, I told you I was..."

I trailed off as his hands pushed my thighs apart and he lowered his head to my wet pussy. His warm tongue started to lap me up like I was a fucking candy.

"Fuck!"

His hands reached for my nipples again, pinching ... ohh, yes. I tried to push away, but my body was crazy with lust as his long, wet tongue drove me to insanity.

"Damien... stop. We can't do this."

He looked at me, his eyes gleaming mischievously.

"We can't do what?"

"We can't ..." I gasped as he sucked on my clit, sliding his tongue into my folds. I don't want to tell him to stop. "We can't do this."

"No one tells me what to do," he growled. "You're mine, and now that I've you back again, I'll take you whenever I want."

"I'm not y....." I couldn't finish speaking. My body began to tremble.

He didn't stop, his tongue was licking over my pussy with long, dirty strokes. I tried to pull away, but he held my thighs firm. He circled and sucked on my clit again and again before he pushed two fingers inside me.

"You're so fucking wet and so fucking ready for me," he growled. "Mine!"

Heat warmed my cheeks at the sound of his fingers pushing into my wetness, and I raised my hips to take him deeper inside me.

His finger curled the most sensitive spot and that was all it took to throw me over the edge. My body shook wildly, and I arched my back to bow off the bed as I rode out my orgasm on his fingers. Pleasure flooded through my core, sweet, hot, and intense.

"Oh fuck," I cried out with satisfaction. "Yes."

God, I had to have him inside me. Damien. All of him.

He didn't break eye contact and kissed his way up my body. "You're so fucking sexy, Roza." He sucked on my nipples and nibbled on my hard buds. I was still throbbing, and my pussy was begging for more.