Bratva Baby

Chapter Eleven

Sophia

The confines of the limo were cool, the buttery leather of the seats luxurious. It was a flashy move having us turn up in a limo. Most people used town cars but it seemed Dimitri wanted to make an entrance.  But ii had to admit to myself that I kind of liked it.

I liked that he wanted to show me off. No one had ever done that before. I had always been a secret. The illegitimate child.

“Champagne?”

My head snapped up at my husbands’ words. His voice was kind, charming even and it instantly set my nerves on end. Dimitri could be charming when he wanted to be but he wasn’t a nice man. And he sure as hell didn’t speak to me nicely… well very rarely.

It instantly put me on edge. 

He was up to something. But as always Dimitri kept his own counsel. If he was playing some game then he wouldn’t tell me.

Smiling, a little uncertainly I nodded. “Yes please.”

His grin grew wide. Maybe he liked it when I said please. If that was how easy it was to please him then I would have to remember my manners more often.

“Here.” He leant across the car, his cool smooth fingers brushing mine as he passed over the champagne flute.

“Thank you.” Suddenly nervous I took a sip of the cool golden liquid. Letting the bubbles pop on my tongue.

“Sit back Sophia.” His words were loud, with the bark of an order in them and my eyes widened. “Open your legs for me.”

Sked, my eyes went to the partition that was open at the front of the car. I could see nothing but the back of the driver’s head.  But I knew he was listening. He might even be watching, using the mirrors.

“Dimitri….” I whispered.

I expected him t erupt into anger. But when he spoke next his voice was a soft caress.  “I want to taste your pretty p***y Sophia, open your legs and lean back.”

My heart skipped a beat, my mouth went suddenly dry. I wanted to do what he asked but at the same time, I couldn’t do it with someone watching. I just couldn’t.

Catching my panicked glance, Dimitri chuckled. “Close the partition please,” His order wasn’t for me and the screen automatically started to rise.  Sending the back of the car into shadowy darkness. “I would like some private time with my wife.” Without missing a beat Dimitri leant forward, both his big hands smoothing the shimmering gold material up my leg and passed my knees. “Lean back.” He whispered.

My body moved without me thinking. I liked this side of him. The gentler side of the man I knew was a monster.  I craved it because he rarely let it out.  Letting my head fall back I closed my eyes, I didn’t want to watch him as he pushed the material further up my thighs, baring me for him. I just wanted to enjoy the sensation.

“I like these.” One thick finger pressed against my panties, and my legs tried to close on their own volition. He pushed them back apart, spreading them further. “And you’re wet for me already.” Up and down his finger slid, and with every movement, I felt myself become wetter.  My ass lifted off the chair, anting more and he chuckled darkly. “You like it when I touch you don’t you Sophia?”

I didn’t answer him. My eyes screwed shut I tried to control my breathing.

“Answer me.” Dimitri aimed one short sharp slap between my thighs, and I hissed in pain. “Answer me, Sophia.”

“Yes.” I finally managed.

“Good, panties off.” His strong hands hooked into the waistband of the white lace panties I was wearing but instead of pulling them down my legs, he yanked hard. Ripping the delicate material.

I gave a little cry of protest. My eyes flew open.

Dimitri brought the scrap of material to his face, breathing it in deeply before stuffing the ruined underwear into his pocket.

“I like the way you smell Sophia, but I think I like the way you will taste on my tongue more.” Bending his head, he pulled both my leg up and over his shoulders. His warm breath brushed over me, and I wiggled in his grip. His lips and tongue were so close to my core.

“Do you think I will like the way you taste Sophia?”

“God, I hope so,” I spoke without thinking, angling my hips towards his face. Dimitri barked out a laugh.

The first lick sent me upwards, my back arching from the seat. He licked like he made love. Hard and fast. With no tenderness at all. But somehow it was perfect.  Each lick, each nibble, every time he sucked me into his mouth sent me closer to the edge. Sweat beaded my brow as I tried not to cry out with the growing pleasure, he was giving me.

Why couldn’t it be like this all the time? Why did he have to be so cold and mean when he could be like this, and we could be happy.

“Hold yourself up, Sophia.” The huskiness in his voice made my eyes snap open. The sight of his blond head between my thighs almost sending me spirally out of control. His icy eyes met mine and he didn’t even try to hide the smirk in them.

There was a whisper of leather as he undid his belt. And I knew he was freeing himself.

Was he going to f**k me again? Letting my eyes flutter shut I prayed that he would.

“Do you want me to let you c*m Sophia?”

I made a strangled sound in the back of my throat as his lips pressed against my clit. He sucked that little bundle of nerves into his mouth hard, and my ass came off the seat again. The moan that tore from my lips was loud. I was too close to be quiet now. If the driver heard me then so be it. He already knew what we were doing anyway.

“Sophia.”

“Yes.” I whimpered.

“Yes, what?”

“Yes please,” I begged.

“Good girl.” He went back to me, his attention absolute and for a few moments there was no one else in the world but me and him.

One last flick of his tongue against me and I screamed.  The sound piercing in the quiet of the car.

Outside the busy streets of New York rushed by but it felt like we were alone.  He held his face to me, licking and sucking until I fell back exhausted against the back of the seat.

“That was…” I mumbled, unable to speak.  “Unexpected.” I finally managed.

He grunted in return, opening my eyes I found him kneeling my legs.  Working his c**k up and down with one hand as he spread my glistening lip open with the other. His eyes never lifted to meet mine.

“Where do you want me, Sophia?”

Opening my mouth to speak, another voice broke through. The driver spoke over the intercom which had been open the entire time. Embarrassment flooded me. Had the driver been listening to us the entire time?

“We are here sir.”

Dimitri froze, anger replaced the softness on his face. “It looks like we will have to continue this later wife.” Leaning forward he pressed a kiss to my lips, and I could taste myself on them. “I can’t wait for you to return the favour, Sophia.” His teeth nipped at my jaw. “I can’t wait to be inside all of your holes. And I can’t wait to make you c*m again.” Like a switch had been flipped, he straightened his face suddenly serious again.  “Tidy your clothes now, we have a party to get to.”

“Dimitri my panties?” Wiggling I smoothed the dress back down my legs.

“What about them?” he seemed genuinely puzzled.

“Can I … I can’t go in there without…”

“You can and you will Sophia.”