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“Thank you for telling me. But I know you’re not telling me the whole truth.”
He pulls into the garage and gets out of the car. I watch as the door goes down. The light overhead flicks off, but there is still light in another one of the four bays.
My door is opened, and he reaches down to undo my seat belt. His hand brushes against my breast and I moan at the contact. Dmitri helps me out and leads me to the front of the car.
He leans down and kisses me deep, his tongue sliding into my mouth right away. I wrap my arms around his neck, and he pulls me up his body with his hands on my ass.
“This blouse has been tempting me all night. The wrap style makes the deep V, giving me glimpses of your cleavage. But it gives other men glimpses too.”
“Dima,” I moan as he kisses down my neck. He pulls my shirt open on one side and kisses the swell of my breast before sucking my nipple through my bra.
“I’ll give you what you need after I punish you. You ran off without telling me. You didn’t stay when I told you to. You are lying to me about the woman. You’ll count, or I’ll start over.”
“But, Dima,” I say before he flips me around and presses my back to his front.
He unbuttons the two small buttons at the side of my shirt and lets it fall open. He then releases the button on my jeans and slowly drags the zipper down. When he pulls my jeans and thong down to my ankles, I’m not expecting him to push my face to the hood of the car. My ass is in the air, and the first smack cracks through the quiet garage. I cry out for a moment until I feel the burn turn to a throbbing in my clit.
“One.” I moan, and he does it again. I continue to count each one as I get wetter and turned on more. My voice is shaky by the time he gets to ten.
I hear the buckle at his waist release, then his cock is at my entrance. He pushes into me in a long thrust.
“Master.” I sigh as he pulls out and thrusts back.
He’s taking his time with me, and I feel the buildup that started with the spankings getting higher. More demanding. Consuming me completely.
Just as I’m about to come, he stops and pulls out.
“Dima,” I beg him, and he flips me around. He pushes my knees to my chest.
“You aren’t going to come until you tell the truth.”
My body shudders. I can’t tell him the truth. I can’t give him the words he wants. He licks me from top to bottom, over and over, ignoring my clit. His tongue rims my entrance but doesn’t penetrate me. I want to beg, but I can’t.
Again, he takes me to the edge, and again he stops. But this time he slides a finger into my channel. I’m so close at this point that I want to explode. When his lips wrap around my clit, it’s too much. I scream and beg.
“Tell me the truth. Give us both the relief we need.”
I’d give up Lyric and Ainsley so easily right now. But with everything that’s going on, I can’t. So I give him another truth. He didn’t say what truth.
“I’ve known Lyric since I was thirteen. She told me the Triad was still after me. She told me that you’d protect me.” I give him as many truths as I can without giving him all of it.
“Yes,” he groans as he slams back into my body.
I can’t stop the orgasm as it overcomes me. I scream his name and my vision blurs as he continues to move in and out of me, prolonging my release. When he comes, he leans down and sucks my nipple into his mouth.
I just want to go to sleep when we’re finished, but he pulls out and disappears for a moment. I release my legs and they flop to the hood. Dmitri returns with a blanket and wraps me up before he carries me into the house.
I stir when I feel a warm washcloth against my folds and fall back to sleep when he wraps his body around mine. I sink into the feeling of protection and caring he gives me. He doesn’t have to do this but wants to.
* * *
Dmitri
Iwake up a couple of hours later when I feel her stir. I watch her as she moves to her purse, and that’s when I hear the ringing of her phone. She looks at the watch on her wrist and shakes her head before she answers the call.
“Hello, Father.” She pauses and then starts talking again. “Someone tried to break into the shelter and then damaged my car. No, Dad, I didn’t send the car to your friend’s place. I understand.” She huffs and falls to her bottom on the floor. “But I didn’t.” She’s quiet as she listens to what he has to say.
I roll out of bed and join her on the floor. I pull her onto my lap. I can’t make out what he’s saying, but his voice raises and I’m about to take the phone from her.
