He rose up to his knees, a dark, sinful smirk on his lips as he swiped up my wetness from his chin with a finger. “You’re fucking devine,” he whispered in reverence, sucking his finger into his mouth. “Legs up. Spread them wide. That’s it. Look at that pretty little pussy, dripping wet for me.”
I melted under his praise, my skin burning hot. Another thing I loved about him was that he had a wicked fucking mouth.
“Dimitri,” I whimpered, eyeing his cock with desperation. It stood tall, thick and hard, teasing me with its closeness.
“Don’t worry, baby. I won’t make you wait.” His term of endearment made me feel all tingly inside, butterflies blooming in my stomach. He flattened his palms on the underside of my ass, his fingers digging into my flesh as he spread his knees wide and slowly moved his hips forward.
The head of his cock touched my entrance, and I shivered in anticipation. Inch by glorious inch, he sunk into me, going deeper and deeper, my pussy rippling around him.
When he bottomed out, his head tipped back, and a deep, masculine groan filled with pure male satisfaction fell from his lips.
I cupped my breasts, panting at not only the feel of him but also the sight. His hard body on complete display for me. Muscles bunching in his arms and chest. Veins throbbing beneath his skin. Abs so tight and defined, I could bounce a quarter off them.
It should be illegal to look that fucking good.
And he was all mine.
Lust-filled eyes snapped to me. His hand disappeared behind his back for a moment only to reappear holding a knife.
My pussy clamped down on his cock and he grunted, grasping my hip tightly with his other hand. He flipped it in the air so the flat side of the blade landed in his palm and then he offered me the hilt.
“What letter are we on now?”
Excitement pooled low in my belly. “T,” I breathed out, taking the knife.
He grinned and held out his forearm, his hips slowly beginning to move. Pleasure hit me deep inside. Two letters were already etched into his flesh.
A and U.
The look of them sent me spiraling closer to my release.
When he first asked me to cut my name into his skin, I’d called him bloody crazy, despite how much that thought almost made me come on the spot. I’d done a lot of shit, but cutting my name into someone’s body was a definite first for me. He’d joked about doing something like that before, but never in a million years did I think he was actually serious.
“Do it, baby.” He moved at a slow, leisurely pace, his cock sliding in and out. “Mark me,” he groaned. “Carve your name into my skin.”
My eyes rolled into the back of my head for a brief moment.Seriously, he is going to be my goddamn undoing.
I mean,fuck. I knew we were sexually compatible, but it was just next level.
Panting heavily, I grabbed his wrist with one hand and brought the knife to his skin with the other. He started moving faster when the tip of the blade made contact, almost like the excitement was becoming too much to handle. Pleasure pulsed inside me with each thrust. It took all of my concentration to stop my hand from shaking.
Dimitri hissed, eyes flashing, a mixture of both pleasure and pain streaking across his face when I made the first cut. A straight line barely a few inches long. A small amount of blood trickled down his forearm, and my stomach tightened at the sight.
“Yes,” he growled, pumping faster and faster. “Cut me again.”
I did as he demanded, finishing off the letter with a horizontal slice. Once I was done, he gripped my hips with both hands and started slamming me down onto his cock at the same time he surged forward.
Bliss. It was pure fucking bliss.
“You. Feel. So. Fucking. Good,” he dragged out with a deep, low moan, punctuating each word with a hard thrust.
“So do you—oh, fuck, so do you. Harder, baby. Harder.”
He gave it to me full fucking force, holding nothing back. My whole body trembled as another orgasm built up quickly, almost taking me over.
I threw the knife to the side, and it embedded into the wall. Dimitri flattened his body down onto mine and slammed his lipsagainst mine. His tongue pushed into my mouth with a messy, wet kiss, and I moaned, kissing him back.
I gripped his shoulders tightly and just held on for dear life as he fucked me ruthlessly with all the strength he possessed. He nibbled down my chin before latching his fucking teeth onto my neck. He sucked,hard, no doubt leaving another punishing bruise. His hands took mine and pinned them above my head, holding me down. I strained against him, not really wanting to be released but loving the force he used to keep me exactly where he wanted me.