{"id":262733,"date":"2026-07-14T14:06:43","date_gmt":"2026-07-14T11:06:43","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/1kitap1.com\/en\/his-captive-teacher-leona-white\/"},"modified":"2026-07-14T14:06:43","modified_gmt":"2026-07-14T11:06:43","slug":"his-captive-teacher-leona-white","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/1kitap1.com\/en\/his-captive-teacher-leona-white\/","title":{"rendered":"His Captive Teacher – Leona White"},"content":{"rendered":"
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I picture Fyodor staying right there behind me, dropping to his knees and sliding my panties aside so he can press his mouth to me. His tongue is hot and flat against my clit from the start, licking slowly through my folds while he groans because he loves how wet I am for him. He tells me my pussy tastes so good it makes him crazy, then sucks my clit between his lips and flicks it with his tongue until my hips rock forward and my legs start to shake.<\/p>\n

He holds me steady with his hands on my ass, pulling me back onto his face so I grind against him and feel his nose nudge my clit every time he thrusts his tongue inside me. My fingers circle faster through the slickness he left behind, but it’s his tongue I feel in my head, sucking harder as he slides two fingers into me and pumps them deep, curling them to hit that spot that makes everything tighten. I imagine him pulling back to spit on my clit, watching it drip, licking it up with sloppy strokes before he thrusts his fingers into me harder.<\/p>\n

I slide two fingers inside myself, thrusting deep and curling them while my other hand stays firm on my clit. In my mind he finger fucks me but his mouth never leaves my clit, sucking and flicking until I’m dripping down his arm. Then he turns me around and lifts me onto the counter, hooking my legs over his shoulders.<\/p>\n

God he’d say such nasty things to me and make me say things back to him as he fucked me. And my god do I want him to do that. The pressure builds quickly in my core as I continue pleasuring myself while imagining him doing all manner of erotic things to me and when the orgasm hits it’s exquisite, though nowhere near what I know he could do to me.<\/p>\n

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No part of this book may be reproduced in any form or by any electronic or mechanical means, including information storage and retrieval systems, without written permission from the author, except for the use of brief quotations in a book review. Formatted with Vellum OceanofPDF.com CONTENTS Blurb 1. Prologue 2. Noemi 3. Fyodor 4. Noemi 5.<\/p>\n

Fyodor 6. Noemi 7. Fyodor 8. Noemi 9. Fyodor 10. Noemi 11. Fyodor 12. Noemi 13. Fyodor 14. Noemi 15. Fyodor 16. Noemi 17. Fyodor 18. Noemi 19. Fyodor 20. Noemi 21. Fyodor 22. Noemi 23. Fyodor 24. Noemi 25. Fyodor 26. Noemi 27. Fyodor 28. Noemi 29. Fyodor 30. Noemi 31. Fyodor 32. Epilogue Also by Leona White OceanofPDF.com BLURB I finished teaching my last lesson. Packed my papers. Reached for my coat.<\/p>\n

Then two men walked in\u2060\u2014 no masks, no explanations, only my name and an order to come quietly. They bound my hands, covered my mouth, dragged me from my classroom into a stranger\u2019s world. I woke in his home\u2060\u2014 a locked room, a terrified boy I knew. Sasha. My student. Begging me not to leave him. And behind him\u2060\u2014 Fyodor Gravitch. Tattooed. Silent. Dangerous. A man who stole me because he didn\u2019t know how to raise his son. I defy him. Correct him. Teach him to hold the child he barely understands.<\/p>\n

But then I learn the truth\u2060\u2014 he\u2019s Bratva. Enemies hunt us. Safehouses burn. And the man I should fear becomes the one I can\u2019t escape. But the night he leaves, the door crashes open\u2060\u2014 hands seize me, Sasha screams\u2060\u2014 and all I can think is: what happens if Fyodor never makes it back? Author\u2019s Note: His Captive Teacher is a dark, intense, and emotionally charged Russian Bratva romance filled with danger, passion, and fierce family bonds. No cliffhanger! HEA guaranteed! OceanofPDF.com 1 OceanofPDF.com N PROLOGUE FYODOR ovember\u2026<\/p>\n

The cemetery air stings my throat as I breathe it in through my nose and hold it there for three full seconds before releasing. Cold bites at my exposed cheeks and the tips of my ears where my hat fails to cover them completely.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

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