Page 76 of Hidden Empire

The pressure of his thick muscle tucked so tightly against my sensitive core has me seeing stars. He’s barely started, and he’s already soooo much better than a showerhead or my fumbling fingers.

I can’t focus on trying to kiss, only on what is happening to me. I’m subtly burning from the inside out, and Dmitri is stroking the fire.

“That feel good, baby?” he asks, licking his lips. “Want to make it feel better?”

Is that even possible?

I gulp, nodding my head in agreement. “Yes, please.”

His eyes darken with my answer, and he kisses the center of my chest. “So polite for me.” Dmitri scatters kisses all the way up my neck to my jaw, sucking lightly there. “Shift your panties to one side under your skirt, and don’t let me see.”

I hesitate. “You don’t want to look at me?”

“Krasotka, if I see your soaked little pussy right now, I’ll devour her. Your legs will be in the air, and my mouth will be on you until you’re crying.”

Oh please, lord, let this man see a peek of me under my clothes.

“You’re not ready for that yet, baby,” he says thoughtfully, pressing a kiss to my cheek. “Be a good girl and be patient, I can make you feel fucking incredible just like this. Trust me, Jade.” The way my name rolls off of his tongue has me swooning.

Hands slightly shaking, I discreetly slip them underneath my skirt. I move my panties to the left, shivering as a bit of cool air touches my bare skin. I hardly graze myself with my fingers, and they come back shining when I pull them out. I move to wipe them off on my skirt when he stops me.

Dmitri pulls my hands up, looking at them with a heated gaze. He carefully separates my wet digits and sucks them between his lips. His eyes close, and his head drops back, hitting the wall with a soft thud.

“Start humping, Krasotka, before I can’t resist getting another taste.”

The first movement I make has me sighing with pleasure. It’s so much more raw this way, only the thinnest layer of fabric keeping my skin from his.

“There you go,” he encourages huskily. “You want some help going faster, baby?”

“Yessss,” I moan. The answer is always yes.

He guides me by my thighs this time, keeping a firm hold on my legs underneath my skirt. If he shifted up just a little, he could touch me directly. The idea is tantalizing, but I kind of really like how he wants to do this one step at a time. Learning how to interact with him without sex has already been strange. I can’t imagine how awkward I might be if we hooked up too fast.

Expectations are different when we’re on an even playing field and that feels like what Dmitri is trying to create for us. A place where he doesn’t have such an upper hand on me in the experience department. Nothing is going too fast or confusing me, and he’s still giving me pleasure.

I knew I had wonderful taste when I saw him.

“You’re drenching me like such a perfect girl, aren’t you, Krasotka?” he asks, the praise sending even more shocks of pleasure through me.

“I feel like…” I suck in a breath, trying to communicate what I want.

“Show me, love. What do you need, hm?”

Hurriedly, I gather his wrists into my grip and pull his hands up. Over my shirt and bra, I press them over my breasts, squeezing the top of them so that he’s cupping me. My hips move faster, chasing down the building sensation in my center.

“You want me to give these some attention?” he asks, teasingly moving down the neckline of my blouse. He exposes my bra and then tugs that down too, baring my naked tits before his eyes.

“You’re so fucking lovely,” he grunts, voice deep and raspy. “Every damn inch of you.” My hips rock of their own accord, loving the way he’s looking at me.

The rising level of intensity against my clit has my toes curling, and my muscles start to stiffen. I’m getting closer and closer to the edge of something bigger than I’ve ever felt before.

Dmitri teases my peaked nipples, gliding over them with his thumbs while I continue to buck against him. I have to bite my lip hard enough to give me a pinch of pain, and it’s still not enough to hide every bit of sound crawling out of my mouth.

I watch as he sucks my nipple into his mouth, and I fucking combust. My throat catches on a loud moan, cracking the sound into a cry that I muffle into his shoulder. My pussy contracts around nothing, beating like a heart pumping blood. Ears ringing, I ride out the wave, appreciating the attention Dmitri continues to lavish my breasts with.

My legs shake, trembling around his thigh as the orgasm rocks through me.

“Shhh,” he coos, working me through the slowing waves of ecstasy. “You have to be quiet for me, Krasotka. Mmm, there you go, breathe through it, baby.”

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