Chapter 12 #3
“Then be a good girl and take it.” I press my face back between her legs and run my tongue all along her pussy. Her taste is fucking addicting. It’s not surprising I can’t get enough.
Sofiya rolls her hips around. I know it won’t take long for her to come again. Her folds are puffy from her first two orgasms. Her inner thighs are drenched with her arousal.
“Dimitri,” she sighs out, dropping her head back so it touches the mirror. Seeing how she gives herself to me is enough to make me come right here and now. But I hold back. It’s not about me. It’s about making Sofiya so utterly dependent on me that she won’t know what to do without me.
I lick her harder and harder and harder. Sofiya’s moans are softer now. Not as wild. But her hips still roll up and thrust into my face, desperate for another release. And I can give that to her.
I press a kiss to her clit and that’s what sends her over the edge. She shudders and softly says my name. Sofiya was made for me.
She looks spent which only makes me smile. I stand up, loving how I tower over her. She’s so small compared to me.
“Why don’t you go rest now?”
“What are you going to do?” she asks.
“Take a shower. After the day I had…”
“What happened?”
I cup her face. “It’s none of your concern.” Telling her about Alek will only worry her and I still want Sofiya focused on me and no one else. “Go into the bedroom and take a nap. I’m sure you’re tired after three orgasms.”
I help her to her feet and after giving me a lingering look, she heads into the bedroom.
I strip down and get into the shower. The warm water is a godsend.
My cock is still rock hard so I stroke it until I come, which doesn’t take me long.
Only a few seconds. That’s how desperate I was for Sofiya’s body.
She can make me come like a fucking schoolboy, touching himself for the first time.
The sound of the shower door opening makes me turn around. Sofiya.
Without a word, she joins me in the shower and wraps her arms around my waist. After a beat, I hold her to me. My plan is working. Sofiya is truly becoming mine.
But in this moment, I’m not even thinking about that. All I can think about is how safe and good she feels in my arms.
Sofiya
When Dimitri leaves the house to go to work, a deep ache settles itself inside of me.
After what we shared yesterday – the orgasms and then the tender moment in the shower – I know things will never be the same between us.
When Dimitri asked me if I was ready to have sex, I knew in that moment I was. I’m still ready.
I want him and there’s no use in denying it.
I have to stop fighting his pull over me. Dimitri is my husband. My future. Nothing else matters.
Because of that, I know I need to let my mom know. I’m sure she’s worried after what happened the day she came over. Worried that Dimitri has tortured me. I could call her but this is a conversation that needs to happen in person.
I know Dimitri doesn’t want me leaving the house without him but this is too important. I’m deciding right now to make the most out of my life with him. My mom needs to know.
So, I leave the house, taking his spare car. He’s not here to stop me.
My mom looks elated when she answers the door. “Sofiya! I’m so glad you’re ok.” She doesn’t hesitate to pull me into her arms and into the house.
“I’m ok, Mom. That’s why I came over. To let you know that I’m all right.”
Her eyes flit over my face. “You look… different. More calm.”
“Why don’t we go sit down?”
After we’re settled in the living room, I take her hands in mine.
“I have decided to make the most out of my life with Dimitri. I know you don’t like him.
You might even hate him. There were times I thought I hated him too.
But I see now that he’s my future. I came over here to tell you this.
Tell you that I’m ok. That you don’t need to worry about me. ”
“Sofiya..” The shock on her face is apparent. “Are you sure?”
“I’m sure.”
“Do you… love him?” I can tell it takes a lot for her to get the word out.
“I’m not sure,” I admit.
“Then if you’re not sure about that, how can you know he’s your future? I can still help you out. I can still get you out of there.”
“Mom, we both know you can’t. And… I don’t want to anyway. Dimitri is my future. I may not know if I love him yet but I have the rest of my life to figure it out.”
“But doesn’t he hurt you?”
I think back to the spankings and other forms of discipline. I don’t love it but I also don’t hate it. It’s a complicated thing and one I can’t explain to my mom because she just won’t understand.
“I will be fine, Mom.”
She pulls her hands back. “That’s not an answer.”
“I know. But I will be fine. I believe it. Can you trust me?”
“It’s not you who I don’t trust.”
“I know. But you have to try. And I don’t like the idea of you worrying about me all the time. That’s why I came here. So please, don’t worry for me. Just tell me you’ll be fine.”
“As long as you can tell me you’ll be fine,” she says.
“I will be.” I have to believe it.
“What’s going on here?” My dad storms into the room. “Sofiya, you’re not supposed to be here. Dimitri will have my head if he thinks you’ve tried to leave him again.”
“I’m not trying to leave him. I just wanted to talk with Mom. That’s all. I’m going back now. I’m enduring like you wanted from me.” I stand up and walk over to him. He eyes me with suspicion before I wrap my arms around him. “I love you, Dad. I just didn’t want you and Mom to worry.”
He eases into my hug. “Of course. So, Dimitri has been treating you better, I take it?”
“Yes.” It’s not a complete lie. Just a complicated one. “But I should get back now. I love you both.”
I can tell Mom doesn’t want to let me go but she doesn’t say a word as I leave.
When I get back home, I feel lighter. More ready to start my future with Dimitri. I want more moments like what happened in the shower. Intimate moments. Peaceful moments.
But after I shut the door and turn around, I see Dimitri waiting for me in the foyer.
And he looks angry. Any hope of peace I had disappears.