Page 88 of Forced By an Obsessive Bratva Stalker

I ate and ate and ate until my tongue was numb. Her moans grew louder, and I felt her muscles contracting beneath my palms.

I continued eating and didn’t stop until she had an orgasm. She didn’t squirt like water from a fountain. This time, the discharge was a creamy white liquid that trickled out from her warm, slippery pussy.

Her eyes rolled backward, and her grip on the sheets tightened. Her moans were strangled, her legs trembling in the air.

“Fuck, yessss,” she cried out, her whole body vibrating.

I lay sideways behind her, my protective arm wrapped around her stomach. She positioned her ass against my groin and was slowly grinding against it.

“Stick your cock in me,” she whispered, glancing back at me. “I wanna feel you deep inside.”

“Yes, ma’am.” I did exactly that.

Her eyes widened as I gently penetrated her from behind.

“Fuck, you’re stretching me out,” she moaned, her voice sweet and sexy.

My groin slapped against her ass as I plunged into her, my hands steady on her waist.

“Harder,” she whimpered. “Go harder! Fuck me like you miss me!”

A thick grunt fell off my lips as I spanked her butt cheeks while quickening my pace.

“Yes, Daddy, harder! Harder! Give it to me! I can take it—I promise, I can take it.”

I hit her with strokes so vigorous her breasts bounced around aimlessly. I spanked her ass until it turned red, all while plunging into her with deep, unrelenting thrusts.

She let out a series of loud moans—raw and undiluted. Aria didn’t hold back; she cried out in pleasure, her voice echoing off the entire penthouse.

“Yes, yes, yes, yes!” She threw her hands in her hair. “Fuck me like you own me!”

I hit her harder and faster, and her screams filled the room—unrestrained.

“I’m yours, Daddy. I’m all yours forever!”

“You’re mine!” I quickened my pace, refusing to slow down.

“Yes, Daddy, I’m yours.”

“That’s a good girl!”

She giggled amidst throaty moans.

When my primal growl announced my arrival, she pressed her ass against my groin.

“Fill me, Daddy, I want you to fill my pussy.” Her voice was laced with desperation and urgency.

With a deep thrust and thick groan, I exploded into her pussy with my arms around her body.

“Yessss, give it to me. I want it. I want every single drop.”

I held her tightly and didn’t let go, not even after I’d emptied into her.

“Don’t pull out,” she said softly, glancing back at me with a smile. “I wanna sleep with your cock buried in my pussy.”

I kissed her arm, then her cheek, before her lips. “I love you.”

Shocked, she turned to look at me. “I love you too, Rodion Tarasov.”