A Taste of the Bratva King
Tamara
The unspoken words unlock something primal inside me, something that's been buried under months of pain and insecurity. My hand drifts to the belt of my robe, fingers trembling as I work the knot loose.
The silk falls open, exposing my breasts to the candlelight. I'm not wearing anything underneath— hadn't planned this, but my body knew what it needed before my mind caught up.
His eyes darken to slate as they rake over my bare skin, pupils dilating with hunger that makes me feel powerful despite everything. He increases the pace of his strokes, and I can see moisture beading at the swollen head of his cock, pre-cum glistening in the candlelight.
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