Chapter 38
Ariel
My core clenched with each stair he climbed in anticipation of what he’d do to me.
We got to the room and took out a key from his pocket and swept it over the fob. My heart pounded hard when we got in and he dropped me onto my feet, brushing his lips aggressively against mine.
He tore his red luscious lips away and we gazed at each other passionately; our breaths bursting out in quick pumps.
“I don’t know what you’re doing to me,” He admitted, his voice shaky and breathy.
My lips curled into a small smile. “You don’t even know what you’re doing to me,” I corrected. “I never knew it could be this intense,”
He didn’t say anything else but covered my mouth with his in a state of frenzy, backing me up against the wall while his hands roved all over my body fierily.
I gasped into his mouth, gobsmacked at the level of chemistry that we shared. It was undeniable and quite scary, and instantly I shoved the negative thoughts aside.
Tonight was already going smoothly and I wouldn’t ruin it by entertaining my fears.
Again, he broke the kiss and spun me around so that he would stand behind me while we faced the full-length mirror that revealed how drunk in lust we were.
“Do you like what you see?” He murmured into my ear and I nodded, unable to make use of my mouth at that moment.
“Talk to me, baby,” He urged me on.
“Yes,” I moaned, my folds getting slick with my wetness.
And I moaned again when his lips made contact with the sensitive spot under my ear. He chuckled while I held my breath, watching us through the mirror.
He closed the distance between us and I felt his bulge poking into my ass; he was just as hungry for me as I was for him, but he intentionally delayed his pleasure for mine and that increased my admiration for him.
Suddenly, I felt his large hands on the strap of my dress, sliding it down my body till I was completely naked. His eyes darkened with lust and a curse flew out his lips.
” ” He growled and I shivered.
I didn’t know what they meant but it sounded so pleasing to my ears. “What do they mean?”
“It means that you’re so beautiful,” He explained and he let his fingers trail from my neck to my breasts.
My knees buckled immediately as he cupped my breasts, massaging them most gently and tenderly as he knew. Moans after moans poured out from my mouth, but I didn’t care if the people around heard.
“I want to see you pleasure yourself for me, baby,”
His tone was calm but demanding at the same time. At this point, I couldn’t refuse any order he gave.
Slowly, my thumb found my sensitive clit and I stroke it, enjoying the sensations my touch produced. With my eyes not leaving the mirror, I continue to pleasure myself, forming circles around my nub while leaning on Dmitri for support.
“That’s it, baby. Don’t hold back,”
He pinched the hardened peaks of my boobs and set my body on fire with desperate need.
I wasn’t close to having an orgasm, but it felt like I was going to explode from the overwhelming pleasure our hands created.
“Please, Dmitri, it’s too much,” I pleaded when I thought I couldn’t take it anymore.
But the wicked grin on his face showed me that he had more in store for me. His other hand took turns in fondling my breasts and from the back, he poked into my drenched folds with a finger; teasing and tickling me at the same time.
And then he added another finger and thrust deeply into me.
He fucked me hard and fast, stroking my G-spot rhythmically while his other hand continued to tease my nipples relentlessly.
My climax drew nearer to the surface and I tugged at my nub while he fingered me like his life depended on it.
And with one tease on my nipple, another hard thrust that connected with my spot, and a flicker on my swollen clit, my release rushed through me and I shattered, jerking uncontrollably as Dmitri continued to ram into me until he drew out every single wave of my orgasm.
“Oh God,” I cried, seeking for his lips.
I kissed him thoroughly, wanting to form another connection with him as he hoisted me off my feet and placed me on the dressing table which was just adjacent to the mirror.
“Dmitri, I’m not sure I can take it again,” I argued tiredly but my body was saying something different.
He caressed my thighs and a moan flew out of my mouth before I could stop myself. “Are you sure because your body is giving me a different signal?” He knelt before me.
“What do you want to do?” My brows were knit up in confusion.
“I want to eat you,”
I stared at him blankly, trying to comprehend what he meant by that. He’d mentioned the same thing earlier in the kitchen, but I didn’t really understand until the tip of his tongue lapped my clit.
He smirked, pulling away his mouth. “This is what I mean,”
“Ohh,” I whimpered; a shudder working through me.
And then he delved through my folds and my pussy wildly with total focus. His sensual assault was carnal and unhinged, his lips, teeth and tongue completely buried in my pussy as he further parted my legs to gain deeper access.
His tongue rolled from bottom to top on my pink flesh over and over again, brushing the tiny bundle of nerves with every swipe of his tongue while my body ached for another release.
I ran my fingers through his hair, grabbing a handful when I felt his lustful groan vibrate against my clit, showing how much he enjoyed doing this. The feeling was divine.
My entire body reacted to what he did to me and my core clenched painfully. My eyes darted to the mirror and my breath became ragged at the erotic sight of him eating me up like I was his favorite snack.
What was I thinking when I said I couldn’t take it? At this point, I didn’t mind passing out from the intense pleasure he gave to me.
He flicked his tongue over my dilated nub and focused on my clit while his fingers built up an orgasm within me as he continued to plunge them into my channel.
I clamped down his fingers while he pumped into me, finding my G-spot again and massaging it. I arched back, thrashing my hair against the wall while he moved in and out of my slick sheath.
“I can’t hold it in anymore,” I bellowed.
“Come for me, baby,” He groaned and I obeyed, writhing violently as spasms of pleasure broke forth from my channel.
My climax hit me hard and refused to let go.