Page 104 of Betraying Family Vows
His mouth returns to mine, kissing me deeply before licking down my neck and sucking on my nipples. I moan and arch into his touch.
He kisses my chest as he moves to my other breast and I shift my shoulders to help him get there faster.
"You're so beautiful," he says, trailing kisses across me. "Every inch of you."
He then licks further down, crossing my stomach as he drops to his knees before me, looking up with those intense blue eyes. "Every. Inch."
His hands slide up my thighs, spreading them wider. Then his mouth is on me, his tongue circling my clit.
My head falls back, a gasp escaping my lips as he works me, his tongue sliding inside me. I'm torn between the pain i'm feeling and the pleasure he's giving me.
One of his hands comes up to caress my breast, while the other joins his mouth. He slides one finger inside me, then another, curving them to hit exactly where I need him.
"Dimitri," I moan, my fingers gripping his wet hair. I control his head, moving it just how I need as I grind into his face.
He hums against me, the vibration sending shocks through my system. I feel an orgasm building, coiling tighter and tighter at my center. He must sense it too, as his movements become more focused, driving me relentlessly toward the edge.
I feel fire all over my body and I want to squeeze my legs together and spread them further apart at the same time.
My feet shake and then my hands tremble and in an instant, I moan his name as I come. Waves of pleasure take everything away and my body only feels bliss.
He continues to work me through it, gentling his movements only when I become too sensitive and giggle with joy.
"MY GOD! That felt amazing."
But he's not done. He rises, capturing my mouth again, letting me taste myself on his tongue.
I feel his throbbing cock at my entrance, he's fully erect now and I pull him forward with my legs.
I stare into his eyes as I gasp and he fills me, stretches me with the slight burning erotic sensation only he can give me.
He presses his forehead against mine as he thrusts back and forth gently, our eyes never leaving one another.
This moment. This connection right here feels different than anything I've ever felt in my life. It's not just sex. It's, it's whatever perfection is. It's feeling complete, whole, and one all at the same time.
Each thrust is slow, deep, and purposeful. I squeeze my legs around his waist, pulling him even closer, wanting to eliminate any space between us.
We don't speak. We just stare at one another. Dark erotic desires written across our faces.
My body starts to constrict again, my walls clamp around his shaft and he grunts at the feeling, his own orgasm building.
We don't look away from one another, watching the other come undone.
He picks up his pace slightly and the force shifts me back on the marble seat. I moan at the hard fullness filling me wider as his cock throbs inside me.
I bite my lip to mask my screams but I can't. This orgasm feels different. I close my eyes and bright white starts to explode. I feel as if I'm releasing everything I had around him.
He shakes and moans, coming deep inside me. His hot seed filling me, deep inside.
He thrusts long and slow, pumping everything into me and in that moment I'd have it no other way.
We stay connected and I feel tiny twitches from him still inside me. He pulls out gently, his cock glistening with our come.
We rinse off once more in the shower and then wrap ourselves in towels and fall onto the bed.
We lay in silence for a few moments, him rubbing my back.
I then turn to face him and smile, narrowing my eyes.
