Total pages in book: 31
Estimated words: 28975 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 145(@200wpm)___ 116(@250wpm)___ 97(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 28975 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 145(@200wpm)___ 116(@250wpm)___ 97(@300wpm)
He bit down, not too hard, but enough to make her gasp and feel like it was going to be. She clenched her hands into fists, closing her eyes, and feeling the sensations flood her whole body. Bogdan didn’t settle on one breast, but divided his time between each nipple, making her ache for more. He growled against her flesh, and she didn’t quite hear what he had to say.
Anastasia’s eyes were suddenly opened as he pulled her toward the sitting room and without any warning she was thrust over the sofa. He held onto her hips with one hand, and with the other, he guided his hard erect cock deep inside her.
She had been so distracted by his mouth on her tits she didn’t even know when he had lost the pants and boxer briefs.
His hard length slid deep within her, and both of them groaned together. The sound echoed around the room. Both his hands were now on her hips, and he held in place, while she felt every inch of him. He was so long, so hard, and so incredibly deep.
She bit down on her bottom lip, but Bogdan was only just getting started with her. He pulled out, and she couldn’t help but whimper as she didn’t want him to leave her alone. She should have known he wasn’t about to stop. With his grip tightening at her hips, he slammed deep inside her. There was no time for her to get accustomed to the feel of him, as he started to fuck her hard and fast. He was so big it verged on the point of pain.
The pleasure was intense, but all too soon he stopped. His cock seated to the hilt within her, and between the sofa and his hard body, there was nowhere for her to go. He held her in place, she was at his mercy, and she liked that.
His hands left her hips and he began to stroke up her back, going toward her shoulders, where he gripped tightly but then let go to slide back down. He cupped her tits, massaging the mounds, and then fingered her nipples before caressing down her sides.
One of his hands moved around her body. Still, he hadn’t budged.
She closed her eyes as he touched her pussy. One single finger stroking across her clit, and she tried to think, but this man was a master of her body. He was without mercy as he took complete control, working her toward an orgasm, but just as she was about to go over that peak, he held back. Bogdan grabbed her hips and he pounded inside her.
She lost count of the number of thrusts he gave her, but she was whimpering. He stopped and went back to teasing her clit, bringing her closer to that peak, only he kept her dancing on the edge, and he stopped when she was close.
His torment was not welcome. She gritted her teeth, feeling that anger start to build. Was it anger or frustration?
“Please,” she said, feeling desperate now.
He let out a chuckle. “Does my woman want to come?” he asked.
“Yes.”
“Then ask me.”
“Please, Bogdan, please, I need to come.”
“Certainly.”
And this time, he began to finger her clit, and she thought she knew what was going to come next, but she was not prepared for the intense orgasm that swept over her. She held onto the edge of the sofa, and saw stars in her vision as the pleasure mounted. She didn’t know how it was possible, but it was the most amazing orgasm she had ever experienced, and as for Bogdan, even before it was over, he had grabbed her hips and began to fuck her.
This time, he didn’t go easy on her. He took her hard and fast, and his cock stroked a part inside her that made her scream for more. He enhanced her orgasm, making it last longer than she thought was possible. When he came, she felt every wave and pulse, and it felt so good, she didn’t want him to stop.
He growled against the skin of her neck, and it was only minutes later that he picked her up in his arms and began to carry her through to their bedroom, where he started to make love to her all over again.
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Bogdan wiped the blood from his hands as he stepped back from another of Rinaldi’s spies. This was the second one, only this time he’d been able to get inside Bogdan’s apartment building. It was only his men seeing the weapon he carried that had alerted him.
Now, they were out in the middle of nowhere, so no one could hear his screams. This man was a little more professional, as he refused to reveal the name of the man he worked for. Clearly, the man could also take a beating and some torture, but Bogdan knew how to bring out the truth in anyone. All it took was a little time and patience.