Page 40 of Caught By the Bratva Boss

Trailing his finger along my slit, he coated it with juices. “Taste yourself, Lily. See how amazing you taste.”

I opened my lips, and he slipped his fingers inside, coating my tongue with my own juice. He watched from beneath his lashes, his breathing growing heavier and heavier. When he finally withdrew them, it looked like he was ready to combust.

Ten seconds passed where he just stared at me, and then he shook his head. “I am going to make you scream my name. I am going to ruin you for anyone else,” he growled out and plunged those fingers deep inside of me as far as they would go.

Crying out, my hips lifted so he could push them in even further. Needily, I whimpered.

“You take my fingers so well, Lily.” He moved his fingers in and out of me. His eyes darted from my pussy to my face in quick succession, like he didn’t know where to look. “The fuck, you are amazing, watch how well your pussy takes my fingers,” he ordered. “Watch.”

Blowing out a breath, I lifted myself, staring down the length of my trembling body to where my pussy parted with each thrust of his fingers. I felt my body quiver as he added another finger, stretching me to the absolute limit. Crying out, I reached down to grab his hand. Not to pull it away but to push it deeper.

“More.”

Chuckling to himself, he curled his fingers, brushing against my inner walls. Daniil’s lips found my clit and sucked on it hard. There was no warning, no real buildup. One second, I was fine, and then the next, I was flying. Gripping his wrist, I rode against his fingers as hard as I could. My walls tightened like a fist around them.

And it still wasn’t enough. I wanted him more than I had ever wanted anything in my life.

“That’s it, baby.” He continued to apply just the right amount of pressure, drawing out the pleasure. “Fuck, you’re even pretty when you cum.”

Sweat beaded my brow. My eyes found his face, and the rapt look on it was enough for me cum again. It was a never-ending but welcome torture. What was it about this man that my body craved so much?

“I need—” I mumbled under my breath.

“Take what you need.” It was an order, and I was more than happy to follow it. Snapping my legs shut even though they were still trembling, I climbed to my feet, pushing back his chair so I could lie between his thighs.

My hands didn’t shake as I loosened his belt and unzipped his slacks. He even lifted his ass when I began to tug them down his thighs. I threw them away like he had just done with mine.

Climbing on his lap, I ran my hands down the front of his shirt, flicking the buttons open to bare the perfect muscles of his chest. He shrugged the shirt off, leaving us both completely naked.

One hand on his shoulder, I reached down between our bodies, guiding him to my opening, and then keeping my eyes firmly fixed on him. I lowered myself down.

Daniil’s eyes rolled into the back of his head.

“Look at me,” I ordered. Slowly, I lifted myself from him only to slide back down.

A slow smile spread across his face at my words, but he did what I asked, and our eyes clashed. It was all the encouragement I needed. Drawing him almost all the way out, I plunged back down.spearing myself with his thick, throbbing cock.

“Fuck, Lily.” Firm string hands found my body. One closed around my hip, and the other lifted my breast so he could suck on my nipple.

Sensations flooded me. My pussy started to throb like it had its own heartbeat, but it didn’t slow down.

“Roll those hips for me,” Daniil groaned against my nipple, sending a fresh wave of shockwaves through me. “Let me feel you ride me.”

Arching my back, I did exactly that. My body grated against him deliciously, and I whimpered. He leaned back, his hands guiding my movements, and just watched. My tits bounced with every movement.

Maybe he could feel the changes in my body because Daniil’s fingers dig into my hip bones, forcing me down harder, urging me to ride him faster. “That’s it, baby, take what you need. Take my cock—”

I screamed, my whole body snapping. Hiding my face in the crook of his neck, I bit down. My fingers clawed down his shoulders. My body jerked away from him, and it was only his hands that kept me locked to him.

His hips began to move, a shallow thrust that kept the orgasm from ending. I didn’t want it to end, even if it felt like I couldn’t take anymore. I still wanted more.

“Fuck,” he swore again, and his movements became erratic, slamming up in my quivering pussy with such force that it felt like he was going to split me in two. I clung to him, my lips against his throat as he did his own release with a groan that’s like my name.

His heart was beating so hard I could feel it pounding away against my breasts. “That was—” I licked the sweat from my top lip.

“Just the fucking start,” Daniil growled out. Lifting me with one arm under my ass and my legs around his waist, he walked towards the sofa pushed against the far wall. His cock remained hard and solid inside of me, and I couldn’t help but roll my hips to circle him. “That was just the fucking start, Lily. I’m going to fuck you all night long.”

Chapter Seventeen