Sold to the Mob Boss: A Mafia Romance (Lavrin Bratva) by Nicole Fox (best e books to read TXT) 📕

I claim her mouth with my tongue. She leans down and licks my neck, stopping at the pulse point before capturing the lobe of my ear.

Within seconds, our clothes are pooled around our feet, and she’s standing in front of me in only tiny lace panties, a slight blush creeping from her chest to her cheeks. “Beautiful.”

Her lips cover mine again. I open for her, welcoming her tongue, greeting it with mine. My lips seek and search, punish and soothe, all at once. I lower her and climb on top of her body, licking my way up her legs and belly, stopping to circle each breast before again finding her mouth. I kiss her hard. “Tell me what you want.”

She licks her lips. “I want to taste you.”

I growl and slide the rest of the way up her body until I’m planting a knee on each side of her head. I stroke myself just inches from her face. “You want this?”

She nods.

“Tell me.”

“I want your cock, Nikita.”

I guide my length into her waiting mouth. When I press the tip to her lips, she opens, eager to accept. She grabs my ass, pulling me harder into her. Already, her velvety tongue is threatening to make me explode any second.

I pull away and she whimpers, so I bend down and kiss her lips. “You’re driving me crazy and I don’t want to come yet.”

My hand travels to her breast to play with a nipple, squeezing just hard enough for Annie to feel it. When she groans, I squeeze again. My fingers travel down her body, pulling her underwear off, and settle between her thighs, flicking my tongue over her engorged clit. “God, you taste so good. So wet for me already.”

“Nikita,” she cries out as my tongue plunges inside her, my teeth scraping her outer lips. “Yes. Please.” Her words come out in pants.

The flat of my tongue washes over my clit as one finger, then two invade her, pumping hard and deep.

“Oh, Nikita. Oh my God. Please don’t stop.” Annie writhes for a minute before her sex squeezes me and she explodes, twitching on my fingertips.

Fuck. I damn near blow my load, but I want to be inside her. I need to be inside her. And now.

“Open your eyes, Annie.”

She stares up into my eyes as the tip of my cock spears into her until I bottom out. My thrusts are hard and powerful as our bodies pound together. I’m on fire. I snap my hips, withdrawing just enough, and slam back into her, violent need driving my body as I chase my own release.

Without warning, I pull out and flip her over, pulling her hips up until she’s on her knees, before thrusting inside her again. Gripping her by the back of the neck, I push down until her cheek is against the dirt and grind into her over and over. “Your pussy feels so good. So wet and tight.”

I fuck her mercilessly. It’s insane. Wild. Primitive.

My sweat drips down on her, and she pushes up onto her hands until her back is connected with my body. My arms encircle her waist and hold her still as I thrust up, my mouth sucking her neck.

Then I shift her again, lowering myself to the ground so that she’s on top of me, grinding her clit into my pelvis hard. My fingers pinch her nipples as she drives down over and over.

I tell her to lean back and she obeys instantly, changing the angle and giving me better access to my clit. I rub her furiously, pushing her over the edge one last time. And when her sex clenches around my aching cock, I grab her hips and slam home one last time, exploding deep inside of her.

Annie collapses on top of me and I wrap my arms around her, holding her trembling body. Basking in the sun and satiated, we lie there in silence. Something is brewing between us. Too soon to be love.

Love? No, I don’t love. I fuck. I use. I dispose.

Perhaps the time has come for that last part.

Chapter Seventeen

Nikita

Annie shifts and slides to the side of me, my body missing the warmth of her skin. She sits up just as a cool breeze washes over us and goose bumps cover her skin. I grab her sweatshirt and hand it to her. “You should put this on before you catch a cold.”

She takes the shirt from me and slips it on before standing to collect the rest of her clothes. I prop myself up on an elbow and my gaze runs over what the piece of clothing doesn’t cover. Those long legs, that plump ass, and her still-wet pussy. My dick begins to swell again and when she glances over her shoulder, her mouth dropping a little when her eyes land on my dick, I’m fully erect once more.

“Annie, if you keep staring at me like that, you’re going to have to do something about my current situation.”

Her tongue swipes her top lip and I groan, wanting to be inside her mouth. She puts on the sweatpants and starts to make her way over to me when something rattles from one of the bags. I swing my head over to listen. A vibration like an annoyed rattlesnake sounds again. I spring to my feet and grab a stick before heading over to the offending backpack with Annie at my side.

“Stay back,” I say to her, my arm pushing her behind me. “Might be a snake.”

“Um, Nikita, snakes that make that type of noise don’t live in this part of the country.”

I turn and glare at her. But the sound goes off again and I inch closer, pushing the bag over with the stick. No animals. I throw the stick off to the side and grab the back, unzipping it and emptying the contents onto the ground.

“You had a phone the entire time?” Annie asks as she scoops the phone off the floor.

My brain stutters for a moment and