Page 53 of Pregnant Bratva Virgin

“Don’t start anything you can’t finish, Mrs. Utkin,” he warns, taking over my mouth in hot possession, our tongues diving together in the fury of our blatant need for each other. I can’t stop once I’ve started, the steam of our love heating up the room.

“I won’t. Believe me,” I whisper with a light pant as I gyrate on him in a pleasurable torture. I keep my eyes open, watching him, his hands moving all over my body. I want more and more of him. “I want you inside me,” I tell him with a deep craving in my voice. Ryurik’s eye fly open, his green eyes sinking into mine, making me want to sail away.

“Your wish is my command. Maybe we can get started on baby number two,” he replies huskily with a counteroffer of his own. He fingers the fabric of my silk shirt deftly slipping it up and over my head, revealing the swell of my bosom and a lacy lavender bra.

He runs his fingers over the top of my breasts from one to the other as I shiver in delight. Closing my eyes, he replaces his fingers with his mouth sprinkling light kisses and quick flicks of his tongue against my hot skin.

Considering the idea, I murmur, “I think that’s a good idea Mr. Utkin. Especially the part about getting started.”

“Say no more,” he replies croakily, his manhood paying even more attention now, but he’s taking his time, and I like it when we’re like this—slow in our lovemaking and enjoying each other. He kisses my neck, and I tilt backwards allowing Ryurik to run a line of kisses from under my chin down my throat.

“Hmm,” I murmur as he lands a kiss on my collarbone. I start to move my hips unconsciously on him, barely able to control all the sensations in my body.

This slow-burn, sensual foreplay is making us both groan way too much. “Come on. Let’s take this to the bedroom,” Ryurik suggests as he slides me off him and I rise up, walking forward into the darkness of the long passageway to our bedroom.

The room feels cool, as I’d been running the air-conditioning earlier and it paid off. I flick on the bedside lamp for an amber glow, wanting to take in the masculine force that Ryurik is. My mouth parts as I stand shifting my hair from my face, waiting for his next move, partially naked.

Ryurik’s hair hangs low over his eyes, his muscles twitching as he tugs his shirt all the way off, discarding it onto the floor, the familiar smell of his favorite cologne breezing into the air with it.

God, I love that smell of him. I crave Ryurik like never before. Wiggling out of my panties in front of him, Ryurik gobbles me up with his eyes, finishing the job by unclasping my bra and freeing my breasts.

“Fucking beautiful,” he rasps under the hazy bed lamp’s glow, my heart pulsing wildly in my chest. The unquenchable desire we have for each other has reached its peak for as Ryurik swivels me back on the bed. I land gently, my hair spreading out everywhere.

Ryurik slowly moves south to pleasure me, and he might know most of my body by now, but he still has a playbook of moves I’ve never experienced before. When he hits the right spot, I feel the waves of my body rippling in ecstasy.

“Ryurik,” I whisper as he trails kisses up the side of my flesh, his hair tickling my skin as his body hovers over mine.I reach for his chest, biting my lip. “Get inside me,” I beg, insatiable for him tonight. It might be the promise of another baby sending me into horny overdrive.

Ryurik grins. “You taste sooo good,” he replies in a hoarse tone. Sweat from our lovemaking starts to form on my body as Ryurik gives me what I want, slowly opening me up, slipping in and out. I feel the second coming of an orgasm, the rising ache building throughout about to burst free again. I match Ryurik’s fast pace, pressing harder against him as he picks up speed, exploding as I let go, crying out.

“Ry!Ohh, Ry.” Panting, he doesn’t hold on any longer either, climaxing in union with me.

Spent and happy, we lay beside each other, our chests expanding and contracting from the exertion. He kisses me one more time with a grin, falling back. “You are incredible, Mrs. Utkin, but you’re trying to kill me in here,” Ryurik jokes.

I turn on my side to face him, my long locks falling between the curves of my breasts. I wrinkle my nose at him. “You are too, Mr. Utkin. You had me at the staircase of Blindside.” I smile, feeling playful, staring at Ryurik’s abdominals, feeling the urge for more.

He stares at me with curiosity, running a finger down the middle of my body. “What are you looking at me like that for?”

“You know why. I’m feeling frisky. Can we go a second round?” I ask seductively.

“Right. That’s it. I’m convinced you’re trying to kill me.”

“No. Just want to make good on this second baby.”

Ryurik grins, putting a finger to my lips. “I’m joking. I can’t get enough of you, Mrs. Utkin.”

Ryurik coming into my life has twisted it inside out and upside down in ways I would never believe, but in the end, we’rejust two sides of the same coin. We belong together.Forever.

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