Page 41 of Deadly Protector
CHAPTERFIFTEEN
Zamira pushed out a slow breath as she lowered herself onto Dimitri’s hard length. Crouched on top of him, she balanced her body just slightly above him as she took him inside her again. She was barely touching him with her body—just his cock was inside her as she straddled him. He felt amazing like this, stretching her just right, and she knew he loved it.
All the muscles in his neck were pulled tight, his expression dark and hungry as he clutched onto the headboard.
She’d asked him to give up a little control this morning and he’d agreed. At this point she was pretty sure she’d pushed him to his limit. Her limit too, if she was being real with herself.
Her inner walls clenched tight around his thick length, and in this position his cock slid over her G-spot every time she lowered herself on him. She’d never been so wet, so aroused in her life.
“You’re killing me,” he gritted out, his eyes bright with hunger.
Yeah, she was killing herself too, in the best way possible. It was difficult to believe she’d only been here a couple days, but since they’d started having sex she was possessed with the need to get as much as possible.
It was like she was making up for all the years she’d gone without. And Dimitri was better than anyone she’d ever been with.
“You love it,” she murmured, using her thighs only to lift off him, keeping a perfect balance as she raised herself until just the tip of him was inside her. Right about now she was grateful for all her workouts and kitesurfing because he felt amazing in this position.
“Fuck yeah I do.” The veins in his neck were visible as he rolled his hips up, trying to thrust deeper.
And she caved. Twenty minutes of teasing him, and herself, was too much for her—her nipples were rock-hard, begging for his touch, his mouth, and she was right on the edge of climax, had pushed herself too far.
But she wanted to drag out every second of pleasure as long as possible.
She sank down on him and planted her hands on his muscled chest, then started riding him.
He unwrapped his fingers from the headboard, moving lightning fast as he grasped her hips and started thrusting hard. It was as if she’d unleashed all his restraint.
She loved the way his fingers dug into her hips, the bite of pain and pleasure mixed as he thrust deep over and over in a fast rhythm.
Already trembling with need, she wasn’t surprised when her climax started to ramp up, the stimulation against her G-spot exactly right.
He let out a grunt of pleasure as she started clenching around him, driving into her as he suddenly rubbed her clit.
The extra sensation was too much, sending her into a free fall of pleasure. “Dimitri,” she cried out, the pleasure punching through her, taking over all her nerve endings as she collapsed on top of him.
Still hard inside her, he ran a hand down her back, her ass, slapped it once in a way that had her tightening around him despite her recent orgasm. There was so much for them to explore and she wanted to try everything with him.
He eased her off him and kept holding her hips as he moved in behind her.
Though her legs were shaky, she pushed back against him, already having learned that she liked this position with him too—who was she kidding, she liked all of them.
He guided himself into her from behind, his breathing raspy, and thrust hard.
She leaned forward, loving how deep he went each time. When his climax finally hit, she shuddered along with him, loving the way he held on to her so tight, the way he smoothed a hand down her spine as he came down from his orgasm.
She simply loved everything about him.
And that scared her on a deep level, one she didn’t want to think about too much. Right now it was just the two of them in a sort of cocoon. But that wouldn’t last. Nothing ever did.
Her life could be chaotic on a good day and she worried that once he saw the real her, what her life was truly like daily, he’d decide he liked uncomplicated, easy.
Something she would never be.
Dimitri wonderedif it was possible to die from pleasure as he lay in bed with Zamira. Sunlight streamed in from the slightly raised Roman shades. It was still early, the sun just having risen a couple hours ago.
And he still needed to feed her. But he was enjoying her lying naked on him after their morning bout of sex.
She was insatiable, something he understood was because it had been a while for her. And he certainly wasn’t complaining. But he wanted more than physical and hoped she did too.
