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My body is building up to an orgasm bigger than I’ve ever felt before. I’ve given myself orgasms numerous times. My one partner came before he could get me off.
“Dima. Dima,” I moan his name. My eyes are still focused on him, but my head thrashes around. The feeling is going to consume me. I feel like I’m going to shatter from desire. He sucks my clit into his mouth and bites it. I explode, screaming so loud everyone in the house will know what’s going on in here. Before I’m done coming, he has me flipped around, bent at the waist, and a handful of my hair in his hand. He slams into me. The intrusion is so intense that I throw my head back, arching my neck and back more. He groans and holds himself still for a moment.
“My name on your lips as you come. My cock buried deep in your tight as fuck cunt are the best things ever.” He moans and then pulls out slowly. His cock drags along my insides, and his grip in my hair pulls me back toward him. My hands scratch at the walls as I try to find purchase, but there is nothing. I have to trust that he’ll hold me. And he does with his grip in my hair and on my hip. His fingers dig into that hip, and I know I’ll carry his marks with my other bruises.
He continues to move in and out of me. I feel the tidal wave building again. My small breasts jiggle and I reach for them.
“Mine,” he growls before he pulls me up against him. My back to his chest. His cock still buried deep inside me, hitting a different spot. He twists my head and takes my lips. I taste my orgasm on his tongue. I reach back and pull him into my body tighter as he moves in shallow thrusts. His muscles bunch and release and he holds me tightly to his body. I’ve never felt so cherished and needed before. My eyes start to close as the orgasm builds higher and with us kissing. Everything stops and my eyes flash open.
“Goodkukla,” he growls before he starts building me up again. His hand on my breasts pinches my nipples before he slides it down and pinches my clit. I scream into his mouth.
“Dima.” I come hard, and my legs feel like they are going to give out. He pulls out and we are in motion again.
This time I’m lying with my cheek on the stone bench. I’m on my knees and he’s on his behind me. He surges back inside of me. His body blankets mine, holding me close, before he rears back and starts thrusting hard. The orgasm I was in the middle of starts building, and I feel the tears in my eyes as I come hard again. Dmitri groans as he comes deep inside of me.
Three
LENNON
Icome awake and don’t know how long it’s been. I remember him washing my hair and cleaning my body. Then the next thing I knew I was in his bed, and he was wrapping around me, holding me as if he was afraid I’d disappear.
I look around the room. It’s decorated in dark colors with thick curtains and heavy furniture. The large four-poster bed has a black padded headboard and a barred canopy. Everything is right here in front of my eyes if only I had looked. He is massively into the BDSM culture. His thick arm tightens across my body, pulling me back into his large chest.
“You’re thinking too hard,kukla.” His voice is rough from sleep.
I pull my top lip between my teeth and look around me again. Do I want this?
I think of the multiple orgasms he gave me last night. Then I think of the others. I haven’t contacted them, which I need to do before they call out the calvary. My cell phone was in my bag that got left behind in the car. How do I contact them without giving away too much information?
“I need to make a phone call,” I blurt out.
He shifts and then I’m on my back with him over the top of me. My body cradles him to me at our cores. His thick erection presses against my clit, and my breathing picks up.
“Who?” he asks as a smile spreads across his lips and he leans down. He nibbles along my neck, and I slant my head to give him more access.
“Wh-What did you ask?” I sigh as he gently sucks on my skin.
“Who do you need to call,kukla?”
“My dad.” He’s the first person I can think of. He never came back to talk to me or demand for me to leave with him last night.
Dmitri pulls away, and I watch as the smile leaves his face and his eyes shutter. “Your father is staying in a spare room upstairs. He wouldn’t leave without you last night, and I wasn’t letting you out of this bed.”
His words pull me from the sexual fog he was putting me into.
“Wait, my father knows we had sex? He knows about us?”
His chuckle is deep and dark. “Oh, my sweet innocentkukla. Your father and everyone around know I fucked your tight cunt good last night.”
I huff and jerk back at his crude words. Part of me wants to smack the smirk from his face, but another part of me wants to lean up and kiss him. Before I can act on either, he grabs my hands and jerks them over my body. He presses my wrists to the bed and holds them there with one hand. He then reaches between us with his other and guides himself between my folds. I’m so ready for him that he slips right in with only a little discomfort.
I watch him as he slowly pulls out and thrusts back in.
“I’m going to fuck you into a good mood again. Then you’re going to tell me who you really want to call. I’ll kill any man you call, even your father. Only me,” he demands as he leans down. He bites my neck then sucks the delicate skin. I know he’s marking me, but I’m lost to everything that is him. I’m lost to the climb my body is heading toward.
How can he do this? Why do I crave his crude words, his demands, and his dominance? I want to give him everything, but I can’t. I promised. I can’t betray them.
I shake my head and bite my bottom lip as he pulls up and looks down at me.
