Page 110 of Dmitri

I want him to punish me.

He nips and licks down my back, holding the vibrator against my clit. Then he pushes his way inside, robbing me of breath. The man’s hung like an ox. And that piercing makes it even more enjoyable.

Keeping his thrusts slow and deep, he fucks me for forever like this. I’m strapped to the wood so I can’t see him at all, and the vibrator against my clit is starting to make me numb.

“More,” I mumble in a foggy haze. “I need it harder.”

Ignoring me, Dmitri maintains his steady pace, making each deep thrust hit my cervix. Hooking his finger through the loop of my collar, he tugs it occasionally, calling me his good girl. His cock is huge. Movements deliberate.

“I want to see you,” he growls, finally pulling out. Next thing I know, he’s got me uncuffed and flipped onto my back. “Hang on.” He shoves a wedge under my hips and then shoves his way back inside. “Eyes on me, Daelyn.”

He moves over me like a big, dark wave. The intensity amplifies. I reach up and hold on to the footboard while he picks up speed. “Come for me,” he says with a growl, “and I’ll make sure you get what you want.”

A breath shudders out of me because I’m not sure I can. My head is too mixed up. Being with this man feels too good and wrong at the same time.

Shoving into me harder, faster, he grunts. The vibrator shifts on my clit. My fingers dig into the wood.

“Look at me,” he snaps, just as I feel my body coiling. “You break contact, and wewillstart all over again. And I’ll go even slower.”

I shake my head, silently pleading with him to not do that to me.

While secretly hoping he will.

This man acts like I’m the only creature in the world that exists. He takes his time… savoring, enjoying, pleasuring.

“That’s my good girl. You’re doing so good, taking what I give you.” His brow pinches, gaze hardening. “I’m going to fill this needy pussy with my cum.”

“Yes, King.” I arch more so he can get deeper. The pain of him hitting my cervix makes my brain short circuit. I love it. “Fuck me like a whore.”

He doesn’t. He fucks me like I’m a new toy he doesn’t want to break yet.

I pinch my nipples while he drives into me. We keep our connection. The room spins. The vibrator turns up to the highest setting. His hips become pistons. My eyes flutter.

“Don’t you fucking dare.” He lets the vibrator go and grabs my throat. “Stay with me,” he barks. “Fucking stay right here with me, Dae. Don’t look away.”

My body locks.

His rhythm changes.

My release surges through me like lightning, making all my nerve endings fire off at once until the last shocks of my orgasm fade. Dmitri’s eyes harden and he pulls out, jerking himself all over my belly and pussy. He grunts like an animal. Beads of sweat drip down his temple and I know it’s not because he’s over-exerted himself. It’s because he worked hard to hold back.

“You good?”

“No.” I swipe the hair from my face. “I want more. It wasn’t enough.”

He doesn’t look surprised or insulted. “How much more do you think you can handle?”

Rising to my knees so I can kiss him, I bite his bottom lip hard enough to make him gasp. “Give me everything you haven’t yet, Dmitri.”

“You sure you can take it?”

“Only one way to find out.”

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Dmitri’s got me strapped to the bench, face down. My arms are cuffed beneath me, and my ankles are attached to a spreader bar. I wheeze with every thrust he makes while my tits smash on the leather bench.

He ruts me like a beast. His hands dig into my waist while he thrusts into me hard. He’s smacked my ass so many times, the sting no longer registers. I’ve come twice, and both had my throat sore from screaming. I’m numb and alive at the same time.

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