Page 87 of Sinful Lies

“Show me, Zara,” he rasps.

He loosens his hold on me just enough so that I can turn around in his arms.

I fight a smile as I slowly bend over the arm of the couch and glance at him over my shoulder.

“Like this.” I push back against him so that his erection rubs against my ass.

“Fuck.” His fingers sink into the soft flesh of my hips as he grinds his cock against me.

I moan at his hardness, wanting nothing more than to have Dimitri buried inside me.

“Are you sure?” His hands caress my waist.

I wiggle my hips against his cock and chuckle as he lets out a hiss.

“I’m sure.” I lower myself onto the couch cushions, pressing my cheek into the soft material.

“Thank fuck.”

Dimitri makes quick work of lifting my dress up over my hips and curses at the sight of the lace panties I chose to wear.

“Christ, Zara.” His hands move to knead the soft flesh of my cheeks. “I think I might have to keep these on.”

“I’m fine with that,” I chuckle.

The sound of his breathy laugh has my eyes fluttering closed and my thighs rubbing together, my body pulsing with need. But when he steps away from me, I frown, wondering if he’s changed his min?—

I gasp as Dimitri sinks his teeth into the soft skin of my ass cheek.

“Dimitri!” I squirm against him.

“I couldn’t help myself.” He chuckles as his hands stroke up and down the fronts of my thighs.

When his fingers dip between them and trace the damp seam of my panties, my body starts to go limp as the pleasure builds.

“I-I’m ready.”

“I can tell,sladkaya.”

My cheeks burn, but I know that it turns Dimitri on to feel how ready I am for him.

So, when he stands back up and starts undoing his belt, I glance over my shoulder and moan at the sight of him pulling his pants down and his cock springing free, the tip already glistening with pre cum.

“Dimitri.”

Warmth spreads between my thighs.

“This is going to be hard and fast,sladkaya.” He strokes his length.

I whimper as my pussy clenches, so desperate to be filled by him.

His eyes lock on mine. “But I want you to tell me if it gets too much, Zara.”

I nod, my mouth going dry at the sight of him fisting his cock.

“Promise me.”

“I promise,” I gasp.

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