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Afanas POV:
I think I pissed her off.
What? Is the little bitch going to transform into her own sexy version of the hulk?
I'd fucking pay to see that shit.
I think I called her suka too many times.
Or perhaps it was the fact that after she did her 80 lines, I pushed her and she fell.
It was her own fucking fault, skipping around the gym in that little bra and short shorts that Sinister bought for her.
My best friend is a fucking perv, and that is why we are friends.
Calla was so fucking different and it fucking pissed me off.
She was also screaming colorful strings of curses at me in Russian.
It was pretty sexy.
My eyebrows flew up when I realized she was running at me, and nothing prepared me for what she did.
As much as I hate to admit it...I can't deny it.
The bitch kinda beat me up.
She jumped up, and pushed her weight forward so she kicked me with everything she had.
I felt the air escape my lungs and I slammed to the floor, my face scraping into the ground.
I like this. It's kinky, rawr.
She ran at me, like a savaged animal, she screamed.
the band of her ponytail broke, and her dark locks trailed around her back.
She looked feral and it was a huge fucking turn on.
Her little fists came flying and I guess I didn't realize how quick she was, her knuckles came in contact with the flesh on my cheeks and I winced.
I tried to punch at her face but she was already gone, I turned around, but a second too late, because suddenly there was a fucking monkey on my back.
"Dammit, Calla." I growlеd.
She giggled.
She fucking giggled.
I grabbed her forearm and swung her over my back and she slammed to the ground, she groaned and grinned in triumph.
She's actually quite good, not that I'd ever tell her that.
I was about to almost help her up when she kicked over my ankles, tripping me to the ground.
"Cunt." I growled as I tried to get up.
"Net." She jumped on top of me and pinned me down.
Sweat glistened on her porcelain face, her dark lashes hooded her icy eyes and if I could freeze time and be somewhere for the rest of my damn life....this is where I would be.
Wow I sound cheesy as fuck.
"I win." She smiled a little.
I realized this was the first time I had actually seen her smile, I mean I know that we kidnapped the little bitch and she got sold into our Mafia and all that, but this was the first time she seemed kind of happy.
I don't know what the fuck is happening, I have a fucking supermodel sprawled on top of me claiming that she beat me up, and my dick is so FUCKING happyy.
Like children on Christmas morning.
Except I'm Santa and Calla is my dirty little elf.
Wow that's kinky.
My dick is super hard, and I'm pretty sure that she can feel it through my Nike sweatpants,
"Suka?"
She rolled those little innocent doe eyes at me. I'm pretty sure those were fuck me eyes.
"Yeah?"
"You're not drunk, are you?"
"What? No."
"High? Drugged up? Fucked up?"
She gave me a crazed look, "I don't think so, why?"
"Because, little one. I get the feeling that you're very horny, and the past sexual encounters that I have had with you, have been when you were high, as well as drunk."
"I promise I'm sober." so fucking innocent.
I wanted to fucking ruin her.
"Alright then." I said, and I felt my composure melting as I snaked my arms around her tightly.
I just wanted to be inside of her goddamn.
I sensed her hesitation, it was written all over her, but you could see her arousal in her eyes, and that's all the fuck I needed.
I did the thing that I knew would fucking ruin me.
And sinister.
My fucking brother.
I kissed calla.
I pressed my lips into her firmly, I felt her resist slightly but she quickly gave in.
My lips formed over hers, claiming her, marking her, ruining her mouth with my own so that I was the only one she would think of.
I forced my tongue into her mouth, trailing over every inch until she was stained with the taste of me.
I sat up, my arms scooping her ass and sliding her into my lap.
I felt her bare stomach on my abs, her creamy thighs encircled my waist so she straddled me.
Our lips formed over each other, and suddenly I didn't need to breathe.
Our mouths were the only air, we fucking needed each other to fucking breathe.
I stood up, carrying her with me and she kept her legs around my torso.
She clung to me tightly, her arms encircling my neck and I felt her grind herself into me.
"kak daleko" I breathed (how far) "Ty khochesh' poyti?" (do you want to go)
I heard her moan into me and that was all I needed.
I knew I couldn't fuck her. But there was so much more I wanted to do with her, to do to her.
I wanted to feel her body form around me, I wanted to hear her scream my name and only mine.
My hands covered her ass, squeezing the warmth inside those tiny shorts of hers.
I stumbled back onto a weight bench, I groaned as she straddled me.
Her hands trailed down my back and slowly crept forward.
I hardened as I felt her little fingers creep towards my dick.
The little vixen.
I pulled hard on her shorts, and they slid off with ease.
She wore flimsy little panties and I slipped my fingers into her soaking wet pussy.
I pulled my fingers to my mouth. She was so sweet, so fucking sweet.
She moaned into my ear.
I was hard, so fucking hard, so fucking turned on by this child, this suka.
A child she may be, but she certainly had the charisma and allure of a woman.
She let out a yelp as I slid my fingers inside of her, and slowly began pumping them in and out.
So fucking pure.
And yet I couldn't have her.
I couldn't...have her. She was Sinister's.
Sinister.
Oh shit.
Fuck.
I stopped fingering her.
She's Sinister's. Not mine.
I stood up, pushing her off of me.
"pereodet'sya. This was a mistake."