Arranged Bratva Love

Slavik

With everything kicking off around me, I didn’t have time to spend with my wife. Another attack on two of my businesses, another brothel, not as high maintenance as Cara’s, as well as a casino, had my men stretched. We were doing constant patrols. There had also been another attempt on Ivan’s life. The bastard hadn’t managed it, but he’d been paid a small fortune with promises to the Volkov Bratva if he succeeded. This required me to fly out to Ivan to check on him.

Much to Ivan’s annoyance, I put him on twenty-four-seven protection. All the brigadiers had supplied men to stay with him at all times. He hated this level of fuss. The bastard who tried to kill him hadn’t succeeded, but it had been close. One wrong move, and Ivan would have been dead. As much as Ivan pissed me off, he was the only person in this world who was like a brother to me. I’d die for him. The only other person I’d die for was currently lying naked beside me, sated.

All day, I’d been making love and fucking my wife.

This time was a luxury to me. Stolen to have what I wanted. With all the shit going down, and me putting more people into play, the less time I had for this woman. The less time I had, the more I wanted to spend with her.

“You’re thinking again,” she said. “How can you be thinking?”

“I’ve got lots of thoughts.” I ran my fingers up the curve of her back. Each time I caught sight of her naked, I found myself looking at her stomach.

This morning, she’d vomited again. I held her hair back, soothing her, trying to distract her. After her sickness abated, I’d often leave to return to work. This time, I’d stuck around, feeding her dry toast. I’d sent my man off, and Aurora started the morning curled up against me, watching a movie.

It had been some action movie with a very hot sex scene. We watched together, and I sensed the change in her. The way she turned toward me, almost as if begging for me to touch her, to fuck her, to take her.

I’d started by running my fingers up her thigh, slowly at first, gradually building until I cupped her between the thighs. The sweatpants she wore were gone within an instant. While the movie played on, I fingered her to a screaming orgasm, and to reward me for my patience, I’d positioned her across my lap, driving her down onto my dick. Her shirt was gone, as was her bra, and there on the sofa, I’d gotten my wife to fuck me. Her tits bouncing, sinking down on my dick, taking me all the way into her cunt. When I came, I’d sat her back and watched my cum spilling out of her pussy. I couldn’t resist pushing it back in.

That was our first time.

We’d enjoyed a light lunch, then I finished by eating her pussy and fucking her across the table.

A shower together, and I’d driven inside her until the water had run cold.

Now, as we lay in bed, her on her stomach, the tempting globes of her ass stuck in the air, I had an idea.

“Aurora, do you trust me?” I asked.

“Yes.”

“Good.”

I pressed a kiss to her shoulder and climbed off the bed. When she went to move, I placed a hand on her shoulder, telling her to stay still.

“You’re making me curious now.”Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

“Good.” Another kiss to the shoulder, and I went to my private drawer inside my closet, taking out the tube of lubricant.

Returning to the bedroom, I saw my wife being the good girl that she was, not moving an inch, and this made me smile.

“You’re so good, Aurora. Such a good woman.”

She glanced at me, her gaze falling to the tube in my hand. I climbed on the bed and reached for some of the cushions, stuffing them beneath her waist, lifting her ass to my gaze.

I slid my fingers into her pussy. She was so wet, but then today I’d been very greedy. She was already pregnant, and now my cum didn’t have to just fill her pussy, I could have my fill of every single part of her body, and right now, all I wanted to do was fuck her ass.

Leaning forward, I brushed my lips against her ear. “Do you trust me?”

“Yes.”

I smiled.

Plunging two fingers inside her, I stretched her pussy. She rocked back, lifting herself onto my fingers, trying to make herself come.

I opened the tube of lubricant and eased my fingers out of her pussy, tracing that thin piece of flesh between her cunt and asshole, and coated my slick digits against her anus. At the same time, I squeeze some of the lube out of the tube, getting her nice and wet.

She gasped. “Slavik?”

“Trust me. Remember.”

My virginal wife knew exactly what I was doing. I’d slipped into her library in the spare bedroom. The book she’d been reading had been left on the sofa, the pages spread open. I’d picked it up, realizing my dirty wife had been reading an anal sex scene. I didn’t mind. I had avoided her asshole for fear I’d traumatize her.

That one scene got me curious. Aurora had a system in her library. I’d watched her organize, and I noticed the books I saw her reading were on one side, with those she had yet to read on another. I’d picked out a couple of her books, flicked through, and saw my wife liked to read romance books with an erotic edge.

I had no problems exploring my wife’s desires.

“What are you doing?” she asked.

To answer, I pressed a single finger against her asshole. Her tight ring of muscles was stubborn, keeping me out. “You know what I’m doing. Relax. You know how it goes.”

Aurora glanced over her shoulder. “How?”

“I can read too.”

Her eyes went wide. “You’ve read my books?”

“No. I got curious. I’m a little disappointed in you, Aurora. You knew you could come to me. There was nothing for you to hide.” I kept on teasing her anus, stroking her. Sliding my other hand between her thighs, I touched her clit, and this made her moan.

“Now, you get to play out whatever you fantasized about.” With two fingers either side of her clit, I rubbed her and stroked. I pressed the finger at her anus, teasing her tight hole. Distracting her.

She began to rock against my hand, and this time as I pushed against her anus, I didn’t let up. I made her take a single finger.

Aurora gasped, but she didn’t tell me to stop.

My cock was so hard, and all I wanted to do was fuck her hard, but first, I wanted to prepare her, to spread her open.

When she was close to orgasm, I stopped fingering her pussy. Spreading her left ass cheek, I began to push in a second finger, opening her up. She gasped.

“Does it hurt?” I asked.

“No. It … it’s weird.” She panted out the word.

I’d applied plenty of lube to her anus. Letting go of her ass cheek, I pushed some more, working it into her anus as I got both of my fingers inside her. Holding her ass cheek, I spread her open, and she thrust back against my fingers. The action was so slight, but I felt it. My sexy wife wanted this. She wasn’t saying no.

I stretched her ass out until she drove back on the fingers, begging for me to make her come. I wasn’t ready to give in just yet.

With my third finger, I slid it between the two and began to open her up even more. A whimper escaped her, and I paused, allowing her to get used to the feel of the three.

“Please,” she said.

“Do you want my cock?” I asked.

“Yes.”

I didn’t give her my dick straight away. My cock was already slick with pre-cum, and I worked my fingers into her ass, getting her accustomed to it. She was mindless on the pleasure. Her ass was a beacon, calling to me to take it.

I’d been a gentleman up until now, by my patience would only last so long. I removed my fingers, grabbed the lube, soaked my cock, and then I had the tip at her tight entrance which had closed up after my fingers left it.

She’d open for me.

I was rock-hard.

Aurora tensed up, and I ordered her to play with her pussy. This time, as I sank inch by tight glorious inch into her ass, she could bring herself to orgasm. The moment she had more of my cock in her ass, I grabbed her ass cheeks, spreading them wide so I could watch as she took it all.

The sight alone was enough to make me spunk, but I gained control. I sank to the hilt, my balls slapping against her cunt. Her moans filled the air. I counted to ten before I began to rock. Going in and out, slow easy strokes.

“How does it feel?”

A moan. “Amazing, I think.”

I smiled.

Each stroke on her clit had her ass tightening around me. My balls were so heavy. I wanted to come, but I took my time, allowing her to get accustomed to my dick in her ass. This wasn’t easy.

She was fucking glorious. Tight, hot, virginal, giving. Aurora was everything.

“Please!”

That one word was all I needed.

I began to harden my strokes, going a little harder, driving inside her, fucking her, taking her.

I heard Aurora come, and I felt it around my cock as her asshole became even tighter. My orgasm was so close, and as I filled her ass, it spilled from the tip, filling her asshole. I didn’t pull out even after the pleasure faded. I stayed deep inside her. Collapsing over her, but not giving her all of my weight, I kissed her neck.

“Have I ever told you how amazing you are?” I asked.

“No.” She giggled. “I can’t believe we just did that.” She pushed her hair from her face. “I loved doing that.”

“All you’ve got to do is ask.”

“Sure, because asking for you to give me … anal is a random conversation piece.”

This time, I chuckled. “I know from what I read in those dirty books this is not all that you want, is it?”

She laughed. “You’re right. I can’t believe you read my books. Don’t you have anything more interesting to do with your time?”

“Lots.” But all I’d wanted was to know more about my wife, what made her tick. “And now as per your books, I think it’s only fair that I clean you.”

She groaned, and I laughed as I pulled out of her but lifted her in my arms, carrying her through to the bedroom.