Bratva-Mikhail

Staying

Mikhail

I took her to my room and hopped in the shower. This was my first test. Let's see if she runs right away.

To my surprise, she didn't. She was just sitting on the bed waiting. Looking fine as fu*k as usual.

I had nothing on but my towel, and she was having a hard time not eye fu*king me. Good.

So I dropped the towel and her eyes went wide. She opened and closed her mouth, trying to get whatever thought she had out.

"See something you like sweetheart?" She was staring at my di*k like it might bite her. She bit her bottom lip and her eyes shot up to mine.

"I, was just surprised, that's all." She had changed into a T-shirt while I was in the shower and I could see her hardened ni*ples poking through it. Oh ya she wanted me. But she was coming to me this time.

I slid under the covers and crossed my hands behind my head, closing my eyes. I could practically hear her breathing kick up a notch.

After a few tense minutes, I felt the covers being pulled down. I didn't move, didn't breathe. Just waited. And holy sh*t was that wait worth it.

I felt her warm tongue sliding up my co*k.

My eyes flew open and the sight before me was heaven. She was on her knees, legs on either side of mine. She had lost the shirt at some point and was only wearing her black thong. I almost came on the spot.

She took my length into her throat, and I was impressed. I was big. She deep throated me over and over, squeezing my ba*ls. Driving me wild. This was definitely the best head I have ever received. Of course, it was. She was perfect.

Before I finished in her throat, I grabbed her hair, pulling her head off my di*k. She looked dazed. I grabbed her arms and pulled her up to my chest. My hands went to her thong and ripped it off.

"Tell me what you want, sweetheart. Or we stop here."

She sighed and rolled her eyes. "What do you think I want?"

I gripped her hair tight and flipped her onto her back. Leaning down to the shell of her ear.

"Fu*king say it. Or we stop now."

She gasped. "I want you, Mikhail. Please. Fu*k me."

That's all it took. I slammed my mouth onto hers. She groaned. I pushed my tongue into her mouth and our tongues fought. I didn't even warm her up. I could feel she was slick already just from sucking me. I slammed into her and she arched her back. I was taking everything I wanted to from her tonight.

Janis

The air was sucked out of my chest. Holy sh*t. I felt a burn. It felt like I was being torn in half. He didn't hold back. I don't think I've ever had a guy slam into me this hard. His grunts were turning me on more and more. I felt me gushing around him as my first or*asm hit me.

"Oh God Mikhail!"

"Fu*k yes sweetheart. Scream my name. You feel so fu*king good. So tight and warm."

He flipped us back over, and I started riding him hard. I slammed up and down onto him. He threw his head back and growled. His fingers bruising my hips. I felt another org*sm building. Before I could hit the crest, he threw me back onto my back, flipped onto my stomach and grabbed my hips pulling me up so my a*s was in the air. He kept one hand on my head and pounded into me.

My vision blurred and the org*sm ripped through me. My legs started shaking, and I could barely hold myself together.. Mikhail grunted a few more times than the se*iest growl spilled from his lips. I felt his warm release on my back and collapsed.

I was barely coherent when I felt him return and wipe my back off with a warm cloth. He disappeared again and came back with a bottle of water. Water had never tasted better. He lay back down and grabbed me, placing me on top of him. Mikhail was huge. I felt tiny resting on top of him. He brushed his fingers through my hair and I melted.

"Did I hurt you sweetheart?"

"Not at all, I mean not in a way I didn't like."

He chuckled. "Definitely bringing you to Club Red. I'd love nothing more than to tie you all up and fu*k you senseless."

I knew about Club Red. It wasn't really a secret, and I was intrigued.

"Like to the headboard?"

He chuckled again. "Naw. I'm a rigger. Much more than a simple tie to the headboard."

"What's a rigger?"

"I'm good at knots and ties. Your entire body. Beautiful patterns on this flawless skin." He slid his hands down my back and slapped my a*s.

I blushed. I finally understood what he meant. Da*n. I would like that. Alot.

"So, wanna try it out? Next weekend?"

"Sure. I'm down. I'm not experienced so don't tease me."

He kissed my forehead. "Never. Sleep sweetheart. I'll cook you my famous breakfast tomorrow."

I didn't even have a chance to reply. I slipped into sleep immediately. Maybe I did want to stay. Maybe this man did accept me for who I was.

Mikhail

I woke up the next morning happy as fu*k. Janis was wrapped around me, still completely out. Fu*k she was beautiful. I wish she saw herself the way I did.

Although her days of sleeping with other men were over. I wouldn't take stripping away, but I didn't want any man's hands on what was mine.

I slowly pulled her hands off of me. I had a mission. Make her an amazing breakfast after fu*king her silly last night. Operation making her fall for me was in full force.

I entered the kitchen and my cook, Jake, was ready for instructions.

"Take the day off Jake. I'm cooking for my lady today." He nodded and smiled. Walking out of the kitchen.

I immediately started getting to work. My famous breakfast could be compared to a British one. And I was going to feed my woman well. I felt hands draping over my shoulders and shuddered. That wasn't my Janis. I froze and turned around. Throwing her hands off of me.

"What the fu*k Samantha? Don't ever touch me."

She rolled her eyes. "Come on, Mikhail. We both know you'll get bored with your toy eventually. It's been ages since we've fu*ked. I'm ho*ny."

"Then fu*k one of the other guys. I'm taken. Get that through your head or leave."

She clenched her jaw. She was pis*ed. I didn't care. She didn't even make my d**k react at all anymore. Shallow privledged bi*ch.

"This isn't over. We aren't over. You"ll see."

She stomped off, but I knew this wasn't the end. She was going to be trouble for sure.

And I should have sent her away immediately. I should have seen the signs.