Page 24 of The Bratva's Obsession

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“I just...my grandfather…”

“Text him,” I say, brushing my thumb across her cheek. “Tell him you’re safe.”

She hesitates, then nods, pulling her phone from her bag. Her fingers move quickly as she types, a faint smile tugging at her mouth when she hits send.

“There,” she says softly, her smile turning cheeky. “Satisfied?”

I lower my mouth to hers, nipping at her lower lip. “Hmm…very,” I murmur in between little nips. She chuckles and moans in the same breath, sending my testosterone into a frenzy. I sweep her up into my arms, her excited chuckle warming my heart as I carry her into my bedroom.

Inside, I push the door shut with my shoulder and place her gently on the ground.

“Get naked.”

A deep blush crawls up her neck but she complies, hastily undoing her buttons while I kick off my shoes and remove my socks. I ditch my pants next, and finally my shirt.

Now, we’re both naked and I’m barely hanging on to my last bit of control. I’ve seen her twice before, but each time hits me harder than the last. With those full, perky breasts, slim curves and legs that’ll drive any man crazy, it’s hard to stay sane.

But as much as I want to feel those legs wrapped around me while I drive my cock into her…it’s her first time and I need to make it memorable.

Lord, help me.

I gently urge her to the bed, making her sit.

“Lay back,” I order softly.

She scurries back on the duvet, her obvious eagerness chipping at the last bit of my self-control. I climb onto the bed on my hands and knees, never taking my eyes off hers.

“Open your thighs,solnishka,” I say, my voice a low growl. “Keep them spread unless I tell you otherwise.”

“Yes, Daddy,” she says in a small voice, swiping her tongue nervously over her lips.

Damn.

I position myself over her. Her breath hitches, her beautiful eyes growing wide with anxiety as my cock presses against her pelvis.

“It’s your first time, isn’t it?” I ask gently, searching her face.

She nods, and averts her gaze, her cheeks growing pinker. My chest tightens. I slide my finger gently across her cheek, slowly tucking stray stands of hair behind her ear.

“I’ll be gentle,moya solnishka,” I say, kissing her forehead. “Daddy will take care of you.”

She looks up at me now and I can see the relief in her eyes. “Okay, Daddy,” she murmurs, giving me a shy smile.

I slide a hand down her right thigh, spreading her legs wider. I stare at her exposed pussy for a moment, gritting his teeth against the dizzying rush of desire that overwhelms my body. “Look how wet you are for me,” I murmur, swiping my right thumb over her slick folds.

She shivers, a breathless moan falling from her lips.

“So ready,” I continue, sliding a finger inside her. Her walls clench around my finger. I let out a deep growl of appreciation. Then I withdraw my finger, grab my cock, and position the crown at her entrance. My head is buzzing, my body strung like it’s been wrapped with a life wire. The idea of being inside of her—actually being sheathed in her heat—is driving me insane with excitement.

I start to push slowly into her—very slowly, my body rigid with control. She moans at first then whimpers, her hands flying to my shoulders for support.

Her walls clam up, resisting the intrusion at first.

“Relax,solnishka,” I whisper, kissing the corner of her mouth. “Let Daddy in.”

“I-I don’t know how to,” she says in a small voice, her eyes filling with guilt.

Oh no.