Sinful Intentions (The Bobrov Bratva #2) Read Online Shandi Boyes

Categories Genre: Dark, Mafia Tags Authors: Series: The Bobrov Bratva Series by Shandi Boyes
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Total pages in book: 92
Estimated words: 86238 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 431(@200wpm)___ 345(@250wpm)___ 287(@300wpm)
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“And then?” I murmur, aware there is always more when it comes to him devouring me.

His smile. Kill me. “Then we might have to do it all over again.” Still smiling, he backhands my clit. When the spasm it entices tightens my thighs, he mutters, “Don’t even think about it,” before he wedges himself between my legs, forcing them to spread wide.

He pumps his fingers in and out of me in a rhythmic pattern, furling his fingertips when needed, and swiveling his thumb with every timed thrust.

In no time at all, my hands are clawing for something to grip, and my hips roll in synchronization with his pumps. I soar higher and higher until the vibrations stretching from my puckered nipples to my throbbing clit overwhelm me.

Gasping and panting, I climax suddenly and hard, but Alek’s pace doesn’t slow in the slightest. He continues to finger fuck me until I have no choice but to push him away. I’m too sensitive. Too tingly. I’m about to come for a second time, except his mouth is nowhere near my pussy, and I am as desperate for him to feast on me there as I am dying to be filled by him.

“Don’t fucking deny me what’s mine, драгоценный.” Alek pushes away the hand I used to stop him from fingering me before he spreads the fireworks from the lower half of my stomach to all over my body by burying his head between my legs.

I almost vault off the sofa when he tugs at my clit with his teeth. I’m so damn sensitive, I climax before I am even aware of its imminent arrival. My eyes remain closed as I ride the waves of ecstasy rolling through me. They only pop open when Alek demands them to him, and the possessiveness in them augments the frantic rush blistering through me.

“Again.” My lips part to suck in desperate, necessary breaths when he pushes against my clit with his thumb. “Come over my lips again. I want your juices dripping off my chin.”

My hand flies to his hair when he blows a hot breath over the region of my body that feels as if it is on fire. Then he replaces his thumb with his tongue.

I chant so loud he has no choice but to clamp his hand over my mouth.

Then I detonate like the clock struck twelve on December thirty-first.

Alek doesn’t stop, though. He massages my pussy with his tongue, both inside and out, dragging out the tremors shuddering from the roots of my hair to the tips of my toes.

By the time he slows down, I’m quivering, and my sentences make no sense. I can’t string two words together.

Luckily for me, Alek doesn’t need words to understand what I’m requesting.

After scooping me up and placing his naked backside onto the couch covered with the mess he forced out of me, he slots my knees on each side of his thick thighs before locking his hooded gaze with mine. “I need you to ride me, драгоценный, to guide how deep I can go.”

His fingernails dig into my flesh when he lifts me so the head of his fat cock braces at the entrance of my pussy. And before any of his worry can slap me hard across the face, I thrust down fast, forcing him to fill me fully with one quick descent.

He stretches me so wide it is painful but oh so fucking riveting. I love how full he makes me feel, and how not once has he made me feel dirty for my fantasies. He fucks me rough because he knows that’s how I like it, and he will never make me ashamed of my choices.

“Fuck, драгоценный.” His hot words hitting my face grip me as well as the walls of my pussy cling to him when he rocks upward, stuffing another two inches in. “If you want all of me, you need to take me all.”

I don’t think I can stretch any wider until Alek doubles the spans of his thighs, extending mine to breaking point. It gives my ass room to drop, meaning I sink down on him, taking everything he has to offer.

Pleasure rebuilds fast in my core when he lifts his spectacular ass off the couch so he can pound into me. Again and again, he rocks his hips back and forth. He drives me to the brink of hysteria while muttering a ton of naughty words in my ear.

Whore. Slut. Dirty little bitch. They all leave his mouth, but it is the final one that pushes me over the edge.

“Swallow my cock like the good girl you are. Give Daddy what he needs.”

As my back arches, I convulse through waves of pleasure. I scream hysterically when my walls pulsating around him set Alek off. He pushes in deep before hot wave after hot wave of cum spills inside me.


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