Page 47 of Obsession of the Bratva

“God, Vera, I have missed this,” he whispered, his forehead against mine as he looked at me.

“Me too, Nico,” I whispered back.

My hands were already sliding underneath his shirt, unable to hold myself back much longer. He took the hint and began kissing me again. The hunger in his body was exactly what I needed. With one quick turn, Nico lifted me in his arms and perched me on the kitchen counter, pushing everything out of our way.

“Take off your shirt,” he ordered, his tone only managing to turn me on even more.

I complied, sliding out of the oversized t-shirt I had been wearing. I was completely naked underneath, except for shorts. The appreciation in his gaze told me he liked that. He stood there for two seconds, just looking at me.

“Will you fuck me already?” The words sounded crude, but I didn’t care.

I needed exactly that. To be fucked. By none other than Nico Romanov.

“Gladly,” he chuckled.

His hands circled my naked waist, and I held the hem of his shirt, swiping it away from his body in one quick motion. His sculpted body came into view, reminding me how much I used to admire him. Calling him hot would be an understatement.

“You clearly haven’t lost your good looks.” I raised an eyebrow, my hands running over his abs as he sucked in a sharp breath.

“I will never lose them, my love,” he winked, only making me wetter.

Before I could reply, his mouth landed over one hardened nipple while his hands kneaded my breasts. I had always been very sensitive up there, and within seconds, I was already moaning his name, asking him to keep going.

“Do you like that, Vera?” he asked. I nodded, incapable of saying much else.

He trailed his other hand over my stomach, sliding it inside my shorts and slowly rubbing his fingers over my pubic area. Nico knew exactly how to play me until I was begging on my knees in front of him.

“Nico, please,” I whispered, aching for his touch.

“Please what, my love?”

“I… I want your fingers…inside me,” I whispered in between moans as his thumb rubbed over my clitoris in slow circles.

“Like this?” he asked, sliding one finger inside. I was so wet, I could smell my arousal.

“Oh my god, yes!” I cried out, pleasure filling me in ways I could have never anticipated. “Yes, please, please, please.”

“Please what? Ask nicely, my love,” he coaxed. He had added two more fingers to the administrations on my pussy and was skillfully fucking me with all of them while his thumb still stroked my clit. I had never known pleasure like this before. It felt as if I was losing my mind.

“Please…” I trailed off, my back arching as I felt I was nearing climax.

“Please what, Vera?” he asked, his pace slowing down. “I will simply stop if you don’t ask nicely.”

He bent down in front of me and took off my shorts, revealing my pussy right in front of his face.

“Please make me come, Nico,” I cried, wanting nothing more than the pleasure of sweet, sweet release.

That was all he needed. He added his tongue to the mix while his fingers continued fucking me, and his tongue ran over my swollen and aching clit until I knew I would not be able to hold it anymore. Within seconds, I was bursting all over his face while he looked at me, breaking under the spell he knew so damned well how to cast.

“Good girl,” he said, standing up, his eyes boring into mine. “Mind if we continue this inside?”

“Yes, please,” I whispered.

I wanted nothing more than to spend the day fucking Nico Romanov like there was no tomorrow.

Chapter 11 - Nico

I scooped Vera in my arms and carried her up the stairs towards the master bedroom. The moment we were inside, she jumped out of my embrace and slid both her hands behind my neck, pulling my face towards her own. I didn’t even have the time to draw a breath before she began kissing me, each kiss hungrier than the last.