25 years ago the Brazilian mafia had a daughter who was claimed to be dead
But was she ever really dead?
Dimitri Petrov never had a real family his mother ran out on them causing his father to spiral
Erina on the other hand never had a family to s...
Enjoy my virgin minded Smut if you hate it... well same.
I'm not editing this chapter so if you see grammar mistakes... sucks
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Dimitri lifted Erina on top of his desk, before pushing majority of the work papers off the desk
"You gotta be quiet" Dimitri breathed against her lips
His assistant- Jennifer, was right outside the glass wall. The only part the glass disnt cover was the area where his desk were.
"Sure" Erina mumbled knowing she wasn't going to be quite, especially when his bitch of an assistant was outside.
In fact, she was going to be extra loud.
"I'm serious" he groaned as he unbuttoned her blouse showing her black Lacey bra
He didn't need everyone hearing his woman moaning
"Same" she said smirking as she kissed down his neck
Dimitri grunted as he got stuck on the last two buttons "fuck,"
Erina could tell he was getting frustrated so she helped him by ripping the rest of her blouse off.
"You had to wear this shit to my office" Dimitri groaned, fed up with the amount of work it's taking to remove her clothes
"I'll come naked next time" Erina scoffed unclipping her bra
"You will not do anything" Dimitri would put her in a nuns outfit if he had to, he didn't want anyone seeing her.
They removed the remaining of each others clothes in a hurry
Erina moaned when Dimitri placed sloppy kisses down her neck
Dimitri rubbed her clit in slow circles making her moan and Squirm. She was wet enough that they didn't need foreplay, both of them knew that. But Dimitri liked teasing her.
"Dimitri, stop being a bit-" she was cut off when He harshly slammed into her making her moan, Loudly.
"Keep talking, See what happens" Dimitri grunted as he continued to thrust into her
"You are a bitch" she said through her moans
"And you fuck like one" she said wheezing as Dimitri brought his hand to her throat putting pressure on the sides
Dimitri roughly slammed into her before taking her off the desk and turning her around, still keeping his hand on her neck.
"You say all this shit, yet here you are acting like a bitch. My Bitch" he grunted giving her slow yet deep thrusts
Erina couldn't respond. The only things coming out of her mouth were pants, moans and groans.
"What? Nothing else to say" Dimitri said grabbing her my the hips with both hands and fastening his thrust
