Chapter 18 #2
Pulling me back into his embrace, Dimitri nuzzled his nose against my hair as he gruffly murmured into my ear, “I’ll translate for you.”
A shiver of excitement coursed up my spine at the prospect of Dimitri whispering Tolstoy’s scandalous prose to me for the rest of the movie.
This really was the most perfect date.
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My breath hitched as I ran a hand down the top of my thigh, playing with the hem of my sweater dress. I wasn’t sure how much more of this I could take. The damp fabric of my panties clung to my skin as I bit my lip to suppress a moan.
Dimitri’s deep, gravelly voice continued to seduce me as he translated the more salacious dialogue from the movie for me.
“Take off your panties.”
My head turned to the right, then back to the screen where there was a ballroom scene playing.
“They didn’t say that.”
“No. I’m saying it. Take off your panties.”
I swallowed as my gaze nervously shifted around the darkened theater. “Here?”
“Yes. Here.”
Feeling that dizzying rush of adrenaline you get when you know you are doing something naughty and wrong, I moved my hips up as I reached under my dress hem for the sides of my panties.
I pulled them down over my thighs and maneuvered them past the tops of my leather boots till they fell to the floor.
Snatching them off the floor, I balled them into my fist as I buried my hand in my lap, still shocked I’d actually done something so risky in public.
“Now straddle me.”
“What if someone comes into the theater?”
“They won’t. Now do as you’re told.”
Rising, I shifted till I was standing before him.
Sliding my hands along my hips, I grasped a handful of fabric and shimmied my dress up high on my thighs before slipping one knee to the left side of him.
I then hitched my other knee up, straddling him.
My head fell back as I groaned from the press of his already hard cock between my legs.
His hands grasped my neck, spearing his fingers into my hair as he pulled me down for a kiss.
The bristle of his goatee teased my lips as his tongue swept in to take possession.
He tasted sweet, like candy. His strong hands ran over my shoulders to caress my back before sliding over my ass.
He lifted the dress up higher, exposing me.
Breaking free from the kiss, I leaned back as I tried to wrestle the fabric from his grasp and push it back over my hips.
“Dimitri! Someone might see!”
“Never. No one sees this beautiful body but me. You have my word. No one is coming through that door.”
Still unsure, I glanced up at the projector room, but could see they had shuttered the window, only leaving room for the projector lens.
Once more, his hands lifted my dress high. One warm hand slipped between my thighs from behind. Digging my fingertips into his shoulders, I cried out as I rose on my knees, the touch of his hand on my already aroused flesh almost too much to take.
Undeterred, he slipped one finger inside me, then a second.
“Tsk. Tsk. Tsk. So hot and wet. Such a naughty girl.”
He gave my ass a spank. The harsh sound echoed around the empty theater. The hot sting of pain only spurred me on. I forgot all shyness and misgivings. Like a wanton, I bounced my hips, riding his hand, grinding myself into his palm.
The pad of his thumb caressed my dark hole. I clenched, shocked at the illicit touch.
Dimitri chuckled. Leaning over, he reached into his overcoat pocket and drew out something shiny and silver.
Hardly able to form the words, I chided him. “You promised no more jewelry.”
“This isn’t jewelry, моя крошка.”
He held the object up higher. In the dim flickering light, I could finally make out what it was in his hand.
“Oh, no!”
I tried to climb off his lap, but his arms locked around my waist.
“Dimitri! No. You can’t. I’m not that type of girl,” I begged, shaking my head.
“I think you are. Open your mouth. I need you to get it nice and wet for me.”
I slipped both my lips between my teeth.
He twirled the silver toy between his fingers. The bulbous tip was about two thumbs thick, but it might as well have been the size of a tree trunk for all I was concerned.
“I will not ask again.” His voice was low and threatening. I knew that tone. I knew I would not win.
Inhaling a shaking breath, I opened my mouth. The metal clinked against my front teeth as he pushed the butt plug in.
“Suck on it, baby. Get it nice and wet.”
I whimpered as the fingers of his right hand began to once more pulse in and out of my body as his left hand reached between us to unbuckle his belt.
He pulled his thick cock free, fisting the hard length. My insides clenched at the sight as I had a surge of arousal.
“Lift up your hips.”
I obeyed.
He placed the tip of his cock at my entrance. “Lower yourself onto me.”
I felt the stretch and burn as my body strained to adjust to the intrusion of his heavy shaft. Although we had already had sex several times, it was still a struggle to accept him into my tight sheath.
My tongue swirled around the now warm metal bulb in my mouth as I pushed my hips down, moving past the pain. My only thought was to please him.
Reaching between us, I stroked my clit as I inhaled through my nose. Finally, the backs of my thighs brushed the tops of his. He was seated fully inside of me.
“Good girl.”
He removed the butt plug from my mouth. He wrapped his other hand around the back of my head and drew me roughly to him till my chin was resting on his shoulder.
“Reach back and open your ass cheeks.”
“Please, don’t make me.”
Letting go of my head, he gave my bare ass several swift and painful spanks. My skin burned as my cheeks flamed with humiliation.
Returning his hand to my head, he pushed my head to the side and whispered harshly into my ear, “Do it now or it won’t be this plug but my cock thrusting into your virgin ass.”
Knowing he didn’t make idle threats, I awkwardly reached my arms back and grasped my ass cheeks. Swallowing a sob, I pulled them open. There was a rush of chilly air as it exposed my most vulnerable place to the open room.
Dimitri shifted. I felt the brush of cool silk as his arm slid over my hip to reach behind me. Then there was the press of something hard and smooth against my asshole. I clenched.
“Do you want me to use my belt?”
“No,” I whispered as I willed myself to relax.
The uncomfortable pressure increased. I could feel my body relenting as the delicate skin stretched open. There was a piercing sting as the ring of muscle was stretched wide to accommodate the curve of the plug.
“Ow! Ow! Ow!” I tried to rise up and away, but his free arm stayed around my waist.
My eyes screwed tight as I breathed through my clenched teeth.
The pressure increased. Then as if someone had let the air out of a balloon, it eased away as my body pulled the plug in deep and closed around the narrow neck.
I could feel the sharp edges of the rectangular handle press into my cheeks.
Between the plug in my virgin ass and his cock pulsing deep inside of me, I felt full and overtaken by him.
His strong hands wrapped around my narrow waist. He lifted me. His cock slid almost out of my body, the heavy ridge of the head still lodged inside my tight entrance. Then he forced me down hard onto his length, impaling me. I cried out as I clawed at his upper arms.
“Oh, God!”
“Hold on, baby girl. This is going to hurt,” he growled against my open lips before biting and sucking down the length of my neck.
With a firm grasp on my hips, he lifted me up and down on his cock. Using the weight of my body to push it deeper and deeper. As his thrusts became more violent, he reached around and ruthlessly twisted the butt plug inside of me.
My body arched in a bow as my head fell back. My mouth opened, a guttural scream torn from my lips as a moment of pure ecstasy eclipsed all reason.
I went limp. Wrapping both arms around me tightly, he fisted his fingers into my hair as he continued to pummel into me, using my pleasure-racked body to achieve his own release.
Feeling empowered and adventurous, I raised my hips and swung one leg back.
His still semi-hard cock slipped out from inside of me.
The sticky warmth of his come dripped down the insides of my thighs.
Keeping my eyes on him, I lowered to my knees.
Felt the cool leather of my boots press against my punishment-warmed skin as I settled between his open legs.
From this new position, I could feel the pressure and force of the butt plug inside of me even more deeply.
Reaching up, I wrapped my small hand around his girth. Sticking out my tongue, I flicked the tip over the crown of his cock.
His entire body jolted as if hit by an electric current.
Emboldened, I licked the length, tasting the musky cream of his arousal. His cock twitched in my hand as it lengthened and hardened.
Grasping the hair at the back of my head, his eyes darkened to flint as he ground out, “Иисус Христос, ты собираешься убить меня, малышка.”
I didn’t have to speak Russian to know I had pleased him.
Closing my eyes, I opened my mouth and braced for what was coming next.