Dirty Passions An Interracial Russian Mafia Romance (The Lion and The Mouse #5) - Kenya Wright Page 0,155

Her arousal filled my mouth. I used my fingers next, sliding them between her lips. And then my mouth was on her throbbing clit. I toyed with the bud.

“Oh!” Moaning, she shivered under me.

That’s right, mysh. Tell me how much you like it.

I lapped at her center.

“Fuck!” She gripped my hair and moaned even louder. The sounds drove me crazy.

I slid my hand up to her breasts and pinched her stiff nipple.

“Oh, Kaz. I’m coming.” Her thighs trembled on the sides of my head.

Hmmm. Already. Good.

“Oh.” She arched her back.

I sped up the pace of my tongue, willing to work as much as she needed me. So wet, my fingers slipped in and out of her pussy with ease.

“Ah!”

I devoured her orgasm.

Her body quaked.

I lifted up. “So fast, mysh.”

She tried to catch her breath. “So horny.”

I licked my fingers and rose.

She was a beautiful mess. Sweat beaded on her forehead. One breast was half out of the bra. Her chest rose and fell.

I hurried with unbuttoning my shirt.

“Let me help.” She put her hands to her waist, undid my belt buckle, and opened my pants.

My cock sprang free.

I took off my shirt, but I didn’t worry about pushing down my pants. I had my cock out far enough, and all I could think about was that wet pussy, warm, and ready for me.

I kissed her. “This is the first time I’ve ever fucked my fiancé.”

She gave me a wicked smile. “Let’s hope you’re good, and this isn’t the last time.”

“Ah. I see.” I shoved my cock deep into her. “You think that’s funny?”

She shuddered under me.

“Is it funny, mysh?” I lifted her up and pumped into her harder.

But now she had no more jokes. She let her head fall back and moaned, “Kaz.”

Her pussy tightened around me.

“Are you going to cum for me again?”

She cried out in pleasure, “Fuck, Kaz.”

“Yes. Cum one more time, mysh. I leaned down and sucked her nipple into my mouth.

And then we fell into the sensual rhythm of love making. All pretense gone. The facade and masks we showed the world melted away. Together, within these walls we were real with a raw intensity. For the rest of our lives, she was the only woman I could be this way with . The only one who would ever know the true me.

Our hearts raced. Our skin slipped softly against each other like the finest of silk. Our tongues entwined in wet kisses. Thrusting and pumping. Our bodies moved in a perfect groove. So fucking delicious. Throbbing and intense. Her breasts bounced and bobbed against my chest.

I grunted to the melody of her moans, losing myself in her. Relishing in every second and wishing I would never have to stop.

“Mysh.” I thrust hard one last time, emptying inside her. The orgasm tore through every inch of my body. Once I caught my breath, I lay her down on the bed, pulled out, and crashed to the side of the bed. “Goddamn it. I can’t get enough of you.”

“Thank God. You can’t.” Emily panted. “If you could, I wouldn’t be able to deal with it.”

Epilogue

The Best Things in Life are Free

Kazimir

The next day had been relaxing.

All enjoyed themselves.

Emily and I swam in the pool, feasted on lovely dishes from a gourmet chef, and then swam again. Baba read everyone’s fortune. Blue was the only one annoyed by her reading. I wondered what it could have been. The rest took their fortunes in stride. And then more swimming, food, and lounging under the sun occurred.

It was a lazy time of luxury and comfort. The day swept me away from all of my worries. For once, I could simply lay next to Emily with my eyes closed and not stress over an enemy behind me. In those hours, I vowed to her and myself that we would have more of these moments.

After a while, I left Emily to Valentina. The women enjoyed themselves in our suite, laughing about pregnancy problems and pondering possible names of our baby. I was happy that my sister loved my mouse as much as me. Only God knew what sort of terror Valentina would have brought a woman that she didn’t care for.

In only my trunks, I walked outside to the deck and stood near the railing. A salty breeze moved around me. The sky was a river of blue, streaming and twisting along fluffy white clouds. Every now and then, seagulls soared. There, I gazed out at the horizon and sipped a glass