The Bratty Heiress

Luka’s POV

It was almost six in the morning when I eventually woke up and smile when I saw the bratty heiress was sleeping on my chest. Her face buried under her beehive hair, her arm sprawled on my abs. I could feel her naked body weighted against mine. Yup, we were doing it again last night.

Who knew being a virgin means more pent up energy. And she was being a willing and very eager participant.

I really need to finish my work before we get back to the mansion. Last night, after Alexei let out his disappointment with Olga he felt bad for her. Then he asked me to go back to the mansion to get her on her good side.

Though I didn’t get what he was saying, it was never a good thing to reject your mafia boss’s request. And Alexei was dead set on getting her back and keep her at arm’s length.

Scooting over gently, I finally managed to get out of bed without waking her up. She let out the cutest snoring sound making me smile, her arm was wrapping my pillow while her eyes were still close. I could see that she was inhaling my scent on it.Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

My little brat is as perverted as I am. Very cute…

I did my morning thing, then turned on the coffee maker. My contact had sent me an encrypted message yesterday, and I hadn’t got the time to open it. So there I was, very early in the morning with only a couple of hours of sleep checking on my emails and lurking into the CCTV all throughout the house at the same time.

We were safe, I was typing and replying to several of my emails. Then I was reading the encrypted one from Russia.

She was telling me that my two subjects indeed know of my whereabouts and they did nothing. “I’m sorry L.” That was her last words to the email. God knows when we would contact each other again. She was deep in the system, if she got caught sending me these pieces of information she would be tortured for days before they gave her the painless treatment of a bullet through the brain.

Her confirmation was as expected, but it still cuts deep. I never knew that I needed my parent’s affection this fucking much.

“Luka?”

“Mmmh?” I quickly closed all the tabs on my laptop, after re-routing some of my replies covering my tracks.

“Why are you up already?” she asked while pouring the black coffee and adding some milk to it. Then she reheats it before pouring it into her cup.

She was looking sexy with only her pajama top. I know she must be naked underneath it. She was sitting on my lap ignoring my workspace.

“Olga, what are you doing?” I muttered pretending to be annoyed at her. While in actual I was liking her bratty style, she can definitely wear the attitude.

“Sitting down on your lap. What are you doing?” she was asking me back, I know she was starting to dig for information. After our talk last night she was peeling me layer after layer. But we were interrupted by our steamy sessions.

Which was exactly what I was about to do, she can easily be distracted. And I was all for avoiding the talk. Looking at the clock on the wall, I decided to take her cup and set it aside.

“One hour before we go back. I’m going to ravish you…” my hands trailed under her pajama top and feel her naked body underneath it.

“You are one sleek nerd aren’t you?” she was sighing in delight already, my pants were being stretched as she moved to straddle me.

“And? I didn’t hear you complaining…”

“No… oh, Luka, you are to be praised only…” she moaned her words, and giggle as I started kissing her neck playfully. Her top was off in seconds, and she arched her back while she let me licked and sucked her nipples. My hands travel down to her ass and squeezed them hard.

“Moan my name, my little brat…”

I was hard instantly when she moaned to the name-calling. Damn it! So little time…

Standing up I pushed her back to the kitchen island. I took her hand and put it to my front, my other hand grab her neck possessively and crash my lips to hers. I was kissing her harder as she stroke me sensually slow, I moaned in between our kisses.

“Luka…”

“Ssh.. less talking, more moaning baby. Spread your legs for me… more…” I groaned when she was displaying her glistening self for me. I picked her up to the table and told her to lay back, while I put her legs to my naked shoulder.

She was whimpering already, and I haven’t even done anything to her. I smirked looking at her wetness, while she blushed and tried to close her legs. She must’ve felt too exposed to me.

“Why do you insist on closing your legs? You’re beautiful baby.” I rest my cheek to her thigh and leisurely stroke my finger between her legs. My eyes were carefully looking at her expression.

“I want to see how far I can take you over the edge. Look at me my little brat.” She opened her eyes and looked into mine, she was biting her lip as my fingers tantalized her desire.

She moaned louder when I finally devour her with my mouth. Her back was arched, her fingers grip the end of the counter. She was letting me part her leg wider until I abruptly back away from her when I feel that she was about to come.

She whined and whimpered when she lost my caresses, but then gasped as I pull her body up and push my length between her legs. I wrapped her body in my arms keeping her flat to me.

I suddenly felt a higher need to be possessive towards her. Maybe because she was my first, but there was certainly something between us that makes me glitchy on the inside.

For me being a virgin was not because of one of those commitment issues. I was just too busy with my life and never find the perfect one that I really wanted to be with.

But the first time I was with her all feelings were lost, the only thing left was the need to be buried deep inside her. Bare. Ignoring all the consequences that I might… fuck! I think I’m falling for her.

I was groaning and fucking her faster and deeper and she climaxes hard, but I was nowhere near mine. She struggled to keep up with me, as she pleaded me to go slower.

“My little brat, you will stay still baby… I’m far from satisfied with you. You’re making me want you so fucking much.” My other hand trailed lower and grab her waist to keep her still.

“You feel so good baby… so… fucking… good…” I whispered while licking her throat.

“Luka… you… on my god…”

“I know baby… I know… I’m going to… now, come again. With me Love… oh fuckkkk!!”

She was closing her eyes as she climaxes and her legs trembled on my waist. My forehead rested on hers as she opens her eyes and looks deep into mine.

“What did you say?”

Oh hell!