Free Dancing for the Badman (Russian Bratva Book 3) by Hayley Faiman Page B

directly into mine and just stare for a moment.
    “Lie on the bed, tits and face on the mattress, ass in the air,” he commands.
    “Kirill,” I exhale. He’s scaring me. Everything about him in this moment is frightening.
    “I have very little patience when it comes to fucking, Tatyana. I’m going to fuck you and I’ve told you how I want it. I expect nothing less than a yes, sir from you, and for you to get into position,” he explains. I can’t stop the gasp at his harsh words.
    “There will be consequences for your disobedience,” he warns.
    I close my eyes in resignation.
    This is what my life has come to. More importantly— this is what I deserve .
     
     

     
    Tatyana is so vulnerable to me right now. I should feel like the fucking bastard I am, but I don’t.
    I can’t.
    Too much time has gone by and now she’s exactly where I want her.
    She’ll do exactly what I want, with her face in the mattress and her ass in the air.
    I can’t look into her face again when I fuck her, it makes me feel too much. No—from now on, I can’t see her eyes, I can’t see the expression she makes when she comes. No —from now on, I’ll fuck her from behind—always from behind.
    I run my hands up her thighs and grab on to her ass before I spread her cheeks apart. Her pussy is pink and still phenomenal looking. Her asshole looks pretty as well. I’ll take her every way I can by the time I’m finished with her this time around.
    I’ll use her up.
    I release her with a smack before I finish undressing myself.
    “Do I scare you, Tati?” I ask, knowing damn well she’s frightened. I can see her body trembling.
    “Yes,” she whispers truthfully.
    “Open your mouth,” I instruct.
    I lean over her and shove two fingers into her mouth before I order her to suck. She does, hesitantly at first, and then she really starts to suck, and lick my fingers. I pull them out of her mouth before I moan, then I slide them inside of her wet cunt. She whimpers as I finger her. I enjoy the tight glove of her pussy around my fingers.
    “Do you want my mouth on this pussy of yours?” I ask as I continue to feed her hungry cunt. She’s pushing back against me every so often, enjoying herself.
    “Y-Yes,” she admits.
    “Yes, what?” I ask, halting all my movements.
    “ Yes, sir ,” she whispers.
    I’ll take it. Of course I’ll take it. She’s given me a sir and it makes my dick ache. She’s bending to my will and I fucking love it.
    I take my hand out of her and crawl up the bed before lowering down onto my elbows. With my nose at her core, I inhale her scent. It’s been a long fucking time since I’ve smelled anything as good as Tati’s pussy.
    One long lick through her center, and I feel almost high. I lap at her, my tongue flat against her soft flesh. She mewls like a kitten as she pushes her pussy closer to my face, searching for more friction. She won’t find it from me until I decide to give it.
    “Don’t move, Tatyana. You don’t have permission,” I murmur against her wet pussy lips. She whimpers and I chuckle. She’s going to be a fun toy for me to play with.
    “Please, sir,” she sighs. I know that she will be easily trained to satisfy me.
    Some of the men I know are into serious kink, and I’ve dabbled but never found any true enjoyment in having one hundred percent control over a woman. I’ve always enjoyed a bit of spunk in my bedmate, but this complete domination over Tati is immensely satisfying. I wonder how far I can push her, how far will she let me go before she fights me?
    I don’t say a word before I slide my face away from her and rise to my knees. I don’t tease her; I don’t prepare her. I slam inside of her with one swift motion and grin when I hear her cry out into the sheets.
    I should have concern for her if I’ve hurt her, but I don’t. I also don’t give her a second to relax or get used to the intrusion. Instead, I fuck her with my strength.
    I dig my fingers into the flesh