29. Dimitri
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DIMITRI
S he sighs against my mouth like a happy angel.
She wouldn’t be so happy if she could hear the thoughts passing through my head. Thoughts of tying her up and losing myself inside her wet heat. Of pinning her to the mattress as I chased release between her smooth thighs.
“Dimitri—” She clutches my shirt, pulling me closer.
“Stop saying my name like that, little princess,” I say. “It makes me want to do bad, bad things to you.”
She shifts her hips against mine. “Like what?”
I cup her ass, molding it in my hands and squeezing the ample flesh. And then I slap it because it’s pissing me off.
“You took my cock down your throat and swallowed my come last night,” I say. “This time, I’ll make sure to leave it all inside your pussy. I’ll tie you to the bed and force you to take my cock until I empty inside you.”
My words make her shiver.
“What?” I say, baring my teeth against her neck. “Does the thought of being under my mercy scare you?”
“Should it?” She digs her heels into my back. “All I really know is that I feel good when you’re around. And it feels good to have my thighs wrapped around you.”
Everything changed between us last night.
Although I wish the circumstances that brought us together were different, she no longer looks at me with open distrust.
Before she can change her mind, I lower to my knees.
I keep my hands hooked behind her knees and use that grip to push her thighs farther apart.
She blushes and tries to pull her knees closer together.
“No, princess,” I say. “You teased me with this pussy for far too long. I’m not going anywhere without a taste.”
I press my nose against the damp folds of her panties, inhaling her rich scent. She smells like forbidden fruit and wildflowers. I open my mouth and gently bite her flesh.
She kicks her feet, trying to scramble away, but I keep her pinned against the wall.
“You wanted a kiss,” I say. “That’s what I’m about to do.”
Her chest is heaving now. “This wasn’t what I meant.”
“No?” I arch an eyebrow. “You walked in front of a Bratva king dressed like this—with flimsy panties molded to your sex and bratty nipples poking through your tank top. Did you really think I wouldn’t bite the bait?”
I growl these words against her pussy, making her buck against me.
“Show me those tits, princess,” I say. “Show me what I’ve been denied for far too long. I’ve forgotten who I am. I’m the fucking king. And the king gets whatever the fuck he wants. Even if what he wants is the forbidden princess.”
I push her panties to the side and drag a finger down her puffy slit. She shudders against me.
“It looks like it won’t even fit my pinky,” I say. “When I finally give you my cock, I’ll have to shove myself inside your tight pussy. I’ll have to hold you down until you get used to the size.”
She whimpers when my finger traces her back entrance.
“And when I take you here,” I say, tapping my finger against her tight ring, “you won’t be able to sit down without remembering everything I did to you.”
I drag my knuckles back to her slit, reveling at the way she’s dripping for me.
“You act scandalized, but I know it’s just what you need,” I say. “You need some discipline in your life. Once you’re fucked hard by a big cock, you’ll know your place. You won’t be such a horny little cocktease anymore.”
She squirms against me.
I wrap my lips around her clit, sucking hard . Her back shoots off the wall, and her hand slips into my hair. She tugs on my strands as she starts grinding against me.
“Just like that, baby girl,” I say. “Doesn’t it feel good to finally let go? What we’re doing is so wrong, but doesn’t it feel good to rub that young pussy all over a man’s face?”
I press my tongue flat against her sex, letting her make a mess all over me.
I eat her like she’s a ripe watermelon quenching my summer thirst. I push my tongue inside her warm, wet hole.
I start fucking her with my tongue, getting as deep inside her as I can.
Again, she tries to close her thighs, but I hold them wide open.
“There’s no need to be shy now, princess,” I say. “This pretty pussy belongs to the king now. It’s the king’s property. He gets to do whatever he wants with it. And if he wants to eat it for breakfast every morning, you’ll spread these thighs like a good little girl and let him have his fill.”
Her nails dig into my shoulders now. I slide my face up and down her cunt before zeroing in on her clit. I bite it gently before swirling my tongue around the little bud.
She bucks against me, grinding her pelvis all over my face.
“Do you want to come now, princess?” I ask.
She whines. I plunge two of my fingers into her snug little hole.
“You don’t get to come until I tell you to,” I say. “From now on, you don’t do anything without my permission.”
I knead her ass cheeks as I thrust in and out of her pussy. Feeling the way her walls flex and ripple around my fingers makes me want to put my cock inside her little fuck hole.
But I can’t yet.
If I fuck her now, it’s all I’ll want to do for the rest of the week.
It will consume my thoughts and become all I can think about.
My cock strains against my pants now, delirious at the sight of this supple girl grinding on my face. I’m mesmerized by the way her tits bounce around in her tank top.
She’s my sweetest obsession.
“Come on my face now, princess,” I say, curling my fingers inside her. “Come undone all over me.”
She cries my name as she unravels. Her shyness is nonexistent as she bucks against my face like I’m a ride at the amusement park. She tugs on my hair as she’s swept away by the waves of release.
“Good girl,” I growl, lapping up everything she’s giving me.
And when her soft cries turn into panting, I can’t wait any longer. I put her back down on her feet. Her knees buckle like she’s a newborn deer that hasn’t yet learned how to walk.
“Get down on your knees, princess. It’s the king’s turn now,” I say.
I reach down and pull her breasts out of the confines of her tank top. I squeeze each of them lovingly before taking out my cock and jacking off to the sight of her wide eyes and soft breasts.
“Hold your breasts up, darling,” I say. “Play with them for me.”
She cups her tits, still breathing heavily.
Her cheeks flush as she rubs her thumbs over her nipples. Her lips pop open as her nipples tighten into sharp diamonds.
“Look at me,” I say. “I need your eyes on me.”
Her violet eyes blink up at me. But she gets distracted by the size of my swollen cock. I bet it looks like a monster from where she’s kneeling.
“Don’t worry, princess,” I say. “You’ll get used to it. I’ll teach you how to take very good care of it. You’ll be my good girl, won’t you?”
She nods, eager to please me.
“I know you will,” I say. “Start by wrapping those pouty princess lips over my head. Just like I taught you last night. If you suck it for long enough, it’ll give you candy.”
Her eyes light up at the mention of candy.
She wets her lips before taking me into her mouth. She sucks on my head like she’s impatient for her sweet treat.
And the sight of her struggling to fit my swollen cock in her mouth makes my balls tighten.
“Just like that, princess,” I say, pumping deeper into her mouth.
And then she gives me those eyes, looking up at me as she sucks on my cock and plays with her tits.
My release hits me like an unforgivable storm.
I come against her lips, painting her with my seed. It drips down her chin and lands on her naked breasts.
She’s drenched in my come now and fuck, I love the sight of it.
“Good girl,” I say, cupping her cheek. “You make me so proud.”
I scoop her up into my arms and take her back to the bedroom. She snuggles against my chest.
“Did you sleep well last night?” I ask her.
“Yes,” she whispers. “And you should get some rest since you stayed up all night.”
“I’m good, baby,” I say.
She lifts her head to look up at me. “You should take better care of your health.”
I swallow. It’s not the first time she’s said this to me. She used to tell me all the time about how I should cut back on cigars and caffeine and get more sleep.
“It was just a busy night,” I say.
She swallows. “Did you...did you find anything?”
“I’ll tell you later,” I say, getting into the shower with her.
I strip all the clothes off her body. My hands start shaking with the need to have her underneath me with that pussy strangling every inch of my cock.
I turn the water on and lather soap over her body.
“You’re still tense,” she whispers, her fingers trailing over my shoulders.
“I will be until I finish what I set out to do,” I reply, thinking about the photograph once more. For some reason, my mind keeps taking me back to it.
“That’s no way to live,” Briar whispers, holding my shoulders as I lather her thighs and legs.
“It’s the only way I know how,” I say, rinsing her off.
She takes the soap from me.
“Let me,” she whispers, lathering it on my chest. And then she starts kneading my muscles under the warm water. I groan as tension melts from my body. I never felt anything like this before.
“Where did you learn to do this?” I ask.
“Grace and I used to give each other massages all the time,” she says. “Turn around.”
I arch an eyebrow.
She impatiently makes a spinning motion with her index finger. I comply.
She starts working on a kink in my trapezius, kneading the muscle and flesh until I feel like I’m melting.
However, the height difference between us means that she has to get up on her tiptoes to massage me. I can feel her nipples dragging against my back as she massages my shoulders and back.
Her soft skin against mine immediately makes me rock hard again.
If I close my eyes, I can pretend that nothing ever changed between us. But I would be lying to myself. Whether I like it or not, everything is different.
And if she knew half the things I did, she’d never want to look me in the eye again.
“This is supposed to be relaxing,” she says. “But I swear you’re tensing up even more.”
“Wanting to fuck the naked girl you’re showering with will do that,” I say, turning around and catching hold of her wrist. “Is that what you want to hear?”
Her breath catches.
“As long as you’re being honest with me,” she says.
I glance down at her belly. My child is growing inside her. She’s not showing yet, but she will be soon.
I want to tell her the truth, but doing so will change everything that’s blossoming between us.
She’ll end up hating me with every fiber of her being.
And I can’t have that.
Not yet.