Page 46 of Forced By an Obsessive Bratva Stalker

She swallowed hard, chest rising and falling as she stared at me like she was fighting against her flesh. Her body was trembling with desire, and her blue eyes sparkled in a way I hadn’t seen before.

“Fuck it,” she murmured, reclaiming my mouth in an even more tense kiss.

Her fingers undid the buttons of my shirt with the kind of haste that made her miss a few. She slid her tongue between my lips, and I could taste the champagne on it. Breathless, our kiss deepened by the second as we shed each other’s clothes.

She took my shirt off and tossed it to the floor while I pulled her top over her head to reveal her red lacy bra. Her hands flew to her back, fingers unhooking her bra at an insane speed.

The fabric slid off her shoulders, exposing her perky, slightly sagging breasts. I pulled away from the kiss, drinking in those amazing swells and the twin peaks pointing at me.

“Gorgeous,” I whispered, grabbing her pants by the waistband.

She reclaimed my lips, her palms caressing my torso. I unzipped her jeans, and the button popped open. When I dipped my hand inside, she let out a throaty moan in my mouth—a sound that accentuated my hunger.

She was warm down there, her panties already soaking wet. She rubbed the print of my cock over my pants, undid the single button, then inserted her hand, her fingers closing around my dick.

I shifted her panties to the side and slid my middle finger deep inside her cunt. She broke the kiss and tipped her head backward as a series of soft purrs left her lips. She stroked my length inside my pants while her legs parted slightly, allowing me better access.

In a heartbeat, I lifted her into the air, her legs locking around my waist. She lowered her head, and her blond hair cascaded down her face as she kissed me again.

Driven by the insatiable need coursing through my veins, I carried her over to my desk and set her down on the table. I knocked off the books beside my laptop, freeing up some space on the smooth surface.

She spread out her legs, pulling me between them without breaking our kiss. I reached for her gentle swells, fondling and squeezing as she withdrew my cock from my pants.

I bent over, taking her twin peaks in my mouth, one at a time.

“Uhh, yes,” she moaned, arching her back and lifting her head slightly.

She stroked me with one hand and fisted my hair with the other.

The more I sucked those perky breasts, the more her moans intensified. I squeezed them, molded them, and sucked on them as if my life depended on it.

Aria’s delighted cries were music to my ears, and the feeling of her fingers rubbing my cap was electric. She focused on the tip, pleasuring me in a way that made my legs tremble.

I grabbed the waistband of her jeans and began tugging them down. She gripped the edge of the table for support, lifting her hips slightly off the surface. I yanked down her jeans, together with her red panties, and tossed them to the ground.

Fuck, I thought to myself, taking a moment to admire the work of art before me.

Her bare body did something to me that I had no name for yet. And it felt like it was my first time seeing a woman’s nakedness, even though it wasn’t.

“You’re beautiful.” I didn’t mean to say it out loud, but obviously, I wasn’t in control of anything anymore.

Her cheeks flushed, and her eyes sparkled with something dark and primal. I stepped forward, my hands tracing the curve of her body, reveling in the smoothness of her glowing skin.

I kissed her lips some more, pulling her closer to me as she shoved her tongue in my mouth. My hand traveled down to her cunt again, and I fingered her for a moment before tearing my lips off hers and slowly going down on my knees.

Her breath caught, her chest heaving with anticipation as she stared down at me. I spread out her legs, my palms caressing her inner thighs as I gently kissed the skin around her shaved pussy.

She gripped the edge of the table, as if bracing herself for what was about to happen. Settled on my knees with my face between her thighs, I glanced at her, savoring the expression on her face. Her lips were quivering, her eyes wide with desire.

Without breaking eye contact, I swiped my tongue along her wet entrance and watched her tremble.

“Oh, my God,” she breathed, muscles stiffening as she gripped the table’s edge more tightly.

Her eyes rolled backward in pleasure, her legs shuddering in the air.

“You like that?” I asked, staring right at her while teasing her wet pussy with the tip of my tongue.

She nodded quickly, holding my gaze with the vulnerability of a woman who had surrendered to my will.