Page 43 of Sinful Lies

When he straightens, a strangled sound escapes me at the sight of his erect cock.

My pussy instantly clenches as I take in his thick length, the tip that’s already slick with his arousal.

He’s going to fill me so well.

“Before I do anything else, I want to taste you, Zara.” His eyes roam over my body as he wraps his hand around his length and pumps it hard.

His jaw flexes as he rolls his hand over the tip and grunts.

I sink my fingers into the comforter to stop myself from reaching between my thighs to relieve the throbbing ache as I watch him stroke himself.

I didn’t know it was possible to be this turned on, but Dimitri Koslov is making my body feel as if I might actually die if he doesn’t get his hands on me.

“Please.”

“Lie back and part your legs for me,sladkaya.” He pumps his length once more.

I do as he says, settling myself back against the pillows and spreading my thighs.

My breathing is coming in short pants as Dimitri climbs onto the bed, his strong arms resting on either side of mytorso as he slowly lowers his head and presses a soft kiss to my navel.

My back arches off the bed as his tongue darts out and licks at my skin.

“Dimitri,” I moan.

“So needy.” He chuckles, his breath tickling my skin, before kissing me once more.

My cheeks flush at my own desperation.

I need relief, and it seems as if Dimitri is wanting to take his sweet time exploring my body.

I do my best to relax into the pillows, letting my eyes flutter closed as he starts to kiss lower, his hands moving to my waist to hold me still.

When he finally presses a kiss to my clit through the lace, I let out a gasp at the feeling of his hot mouth against my sensitive flesh. If it feels this good through my panties, I’m not going to last once he gets his tongue on me, and he fucking knows it.

I squirm against him as he continues to trail kisses along my drenched core, moaning as he finds me so wet and ready for him.

“I think it’s about time we took these panties off,” Dimitri murmurs.

“Yes.” My hips buck as he grazes his teeth over my clit.

Pushing himself up onto his knees, he sinks his fingers into the waistband of my panties and slowly starts to pull them down over my ass.

I lift my hips, my heart thundering in my chest, as he pulls the material down my thighs and over my ankles.

Tossing the material aside, he grabs me by the ankles and slowly parts my thighs, exposing my very bare, very glistening pussy.

“Look at you,” he growls, his calloused hands running up my thighs as he takes me in. “So wet and ready for me.”

“Dimitri.” My eyes flick to his cock.

“Not yet.” He reaches his arms around the backs of my thighs, lowering his head between them.

I sink my teeth into my lower lip, choking back my frustration.

But at the first flick of his tongue over my clit, at the first wave of pleasure that courses through my body, I soon forgive his teasing because the buildup was worth every second.

As he runs his tongue along my core, a rush of wetness pools beneath me, and I’m crying out with pleasure.

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