Chapter Six
Cora
I sneak back into the bedroom after hearing that, letting the tears dry up. So, he’s pushing me away because of my stepfather and my apprehension. It’s not like it’s easy to surrender to his will, but then again, my body easily gives into him. Can I trust him with more than my body?
Yes. My heart and future are his.
Stripping down to just my underwear, I dig through his drawers and find a shirt. I had a feeling this was Dmitri’s room when he held me in his arms and his scent enveloped me. The room is masculine and nearly bare, if not for the furnishings.
I slid under the covers and rolled my face on his pillow, breathing him in before with a sigh of contentment. Time. We need time. I don’t even know the man. For all I know he could be working with the other man to kidnap me, and the call had been just a way to make me compliant.
As soon as his hands are on me, I’m completely compliant. It’s terrible and yet, I want to bend to his will, be possessed. Perhaps, it’s the thrill of this place and being in this faraway country.
Shortly the door opens, and he enters. “I see you’re ready for bed. I won’t be long.” He slips off his jacket, then frees his tie before taking off his shoes. Without a word to me, he goes into the bathroom.
I huff, petulance taking over me. I want to slam that door open and demand that he forgets my trust issues and kiss me like we both desire. Still, I don’t have the courage, so I lay my head on the pillow and try to sleep. It doesn’t work, so I pull the book I grabbed earlier and read.
The bathroom door gently opens and my book falls onto my lap as I stare at his wet chest covered in tattoos and the towel that looks so small wrapped around his waist, hiding only his unmentionables, but leaving all his muscles on display.
“Now that is a sight I could get used to,” he says, licking his lips. I slam my mouth shut and pick up the book.
“I couldn’t fall asleep, so I’m reading, but you startled me,” I lied.
“That’s the sight I’m talking about,” he says with a husky undertone. “You look like the perfect little wife, waiting for me to come to bed.” Why is he torturing me like this?
“What would we be doing when you got in this bed?” I asked with a whimper leaving my lips.
“I would be showing you why you need to stay with me. I’d make you scream my name as I send us over the edge, again and again.” He removes the towel and my mouth gapes open. “Don’t tease me like that.”
“I’m not the one naked with the huge cock proudly on display. Don’t you have clothes?”
“I was going to grab them, but that open mouth distracted me.”
“I’ve never.” He swallows hard at my confession.
“What did I say about teasing me?”
“I’m not teasing,” I say, biting down on my bottom lip.
“You’re breaking the last bit of my self-control.”
“I’m waiting for you to take control,” I say.
“Forget the boxers,” he growls, sliding onto the bed and over my body. The only thing separating us is the comforter and my book. He takes the book and tosses it onto the settee. Okay, now it’s a thin barrier between us, but he then tugs the blanket from under him and there’s only me in his tee and then I see the animalistic look in his eyes.
“Mine,” he growls, sliding his hand down my body to the hem of the shirt and then pushing the material up. A growl rips from his lips as he moves his hands over my bare, flat stomach, sending a shiver of pleasure through me. “Tell me to leave you alone.”
“I don’t want to be alone,” I moan, feeling his fingers graze the underside of my breasts like a feather. “Please.”
He leans down and whispers in my ear, “Fuck, you’re so damn soft.”
“Don’t stop.” My voice doesn’t even sound like me as I beg. He pushes the shirt all the way up, cupping me firmly. “Oh, Dmitri,” I gasp, rolling my hips.
“Your tits are perfect, fitting in my hands,” he whispers. “I need to take this off.” He lifts my top all the way off, throwing it on the settee. “That’s much better, but there’s more to go, zhena.”
“You mean these?” I ask, touching my panties.
“Yes, milaya,” he whispers.
He slides down my body kissing me inch by inch. I'm alone with every touch of his lips against my smooth skin. He lingers on my breasts teasing and tormenting me with so much pleasure that I forget how to breathe.
I cling to the sheets using them to keep my hands off his gorgeous body. A deep rumble comes from his chest as he reaches my apex. He blows on my mound before breathing me in. With a look up at me, his devilish stare reveals his intent. With a smirk he lowers his face over my pussy and then runs his tongue along my seam. My entire body screams with pleasure.
He lifts my legs over his shoulders and licks me from edge to edge of my slit, sucking on my little nub. Slowly, he dips a finger into me, causing me to gasp. The pressure is new and exciting. His tongue and finger work together until I can’t hold back any longer and I have my first real orgasm. I nearly collapsed into a stupor, but then he continued his meal, licking and sucking on me. I can’t contain the building desire for another orgasm.
Dmitri raises his head and wipes his mouth with the back of his hand, smiling at me the entire time. “Fuck, I could eat you out all damn day, but I need to be inside you.”
“Please. I need it, too.” I feel like I’m having a total out of body experience. I don’t know who this person is, but I’m loving the change in myself. I want him to bang my brains out, punish me with his massive cock.
My pussy aches like I didn’t just come on his tongue. This heady feeling is unbelievable. I glide my hands over his forearms, pulling him closer and working my way up to his biceps and then his chest. He moans with my touch. I part my legs even more, giving him more access to my body. I want to trace his tattoos with my tongue until I reach that beautiful cock.
I wonder what he’d look like if I was on my knees, sucking that beast between his thick legs. “Not now, you can suck my cock later.”
“I said that out loud?”
“Yes, but the hunger is in your gorgeous blues. I need to fill my woman’s pussy first. I want every drop of cum deep in your hole, painting your tight walls.” He leans forward and presses the tip of his cock inside.
I gasped and then bit down on my bottom lip. He’s so big and he’s not all the way in. Still, I don’t want him to stop. I need him to take me and claim my body. “Am I hurting you? You can tell me to stop.”
“No, please don’t stop. Ever.” He kisses me roughly and then penetrates my core. “Oh God. Dmitri, you’re so big.”
“I’m sorry, but this is your doing. You make me this hard. Only for you.”
“Yes. Only mine.” He slowly latches onto my breast, sucking as he drives himself deep in me. I watch as he pulls out and I can see our sticky mess coating his dick. “I need you,” I insisted.