There was no way I should still be standing, not with the force with which he pounded into me, or the way my unsteady legs felt like they were sinking into quicksand. He seemed to understand I was seconds away from falling at his feet and flexed his hand on my hip to hold me tighter. I lifted my arm and gripped the back of his neck, drawing him closer, pressed up against my body and giving me something to hold on to.
“You’re so fucking tight,” he growled in my ear.
“You’re so fuckingbig.”
The way I felt him shudder ever so slightly, like he was close to losing control, had an arrogant sense of satisfaction rolling through me.
So much so, I deluded myself into doing something I really shouldn’t do.
My hand joined his on my dick, and I gave a couple of strokes before pushing him away. At the same time, as his cock pulled out to the tip in my ass, I made my move. I turned around, wrapped my arms around his waist, and pushed him down onto the bed. Climbing on top of him to straddle his body took all the strength I had left, but I enjoyed this little game we were playing too much to not try to take control.
For a moment, I thought he’d let me, too. But the second I lifted up on my knees to sink down onto his massive erection, he flipped me so hard and fast to my back that my head spun.
“First you run. Then you try to dominate.” His heavy body, all muscle, pinned me to the mattress. Then he reached down for the tie of my robe that was still lying on the end of the bed and pushed my arms up over my head.
“Ooh, kinky,” I said, squirming beneath him, not from discomfort but just to rub my body all over his. From this position I could see him,allof him, and I had to admit—I liked his way of doing things.
He tied my wrists together with the material from the robe—a much more comfortable option than handcuffs—and then wrapped them around the wrought-iron headboard.
“Still sayingmore?” he asked.
“Oui, mon monstre. I wanteverything.”
His nostrils flared, and a heartbeat later he shoved my knees up to my chest. He didn’t enter me slowly, but thrust himself back inside in a way that had me sucking in a breath at the bite of pain. It soon turned to pleasure as he began to rock inside me, moving his hips to nail the spot that had me nearly blacking out in ecstasy.
“There,” I said, trying to buck up into him to keep him right where I wanted him, but it was impossible to do restrained. He had me incapacitated, had full control over my body so that all I could manage to do was watch him and take what he gave.
And fuck, that was an incredible view.
His black hair fell past his ears, strands sticking to the light sheen of sweat on his face. As he thrust into me, driving me closer to the edge and holding my calves to keep me in place, I let myself openly stare at him. Every muscle of his glorious body was flexed, giving me a view that had my mouth watering and my cock leaking with arousal. I couldn’t even find it in me to care that he wasn’t jacking me off anymore, not when I was so close to exploding that, had he been touching me, this would all be over with already.
Dimitri slammed into me, harder and faster, the headboard hitting the wall with every thrust. He ruled over my body, an unspoken warning vibrating between us that I wasn’t allowed to come until he did. Andfuckdid I need this release, almost more than I needed to breathe. It was all I could do to keep my thinly held self-control intact.
“Will you come all over me?” I taunted him. “Or inside of me?”
That challenge had Dimitri’s eyes narrowing, but his movements became erratic. His throat corded, his head fell back, and then he came inside me with a roar that echoed off the walls. A hot rush of cum filled my ass, and the sensation had my orgasm hitting so fast that I didn’t have time to warn him before I detonated. Jets of cum burst out of me, coating my chest and abs as I cried out.
“Merde,” I said, breathless and waiting for my vision to come back.
Dimitri was still inside me, and I was still coming when I felt him lean down and lick a path across my abs. I opened my eyes to see him watching me, that intense gaze on my face while he swallowed my cum.
It was so damn hot that I could’ve come again right then if he hadn’t just drained me completely.
I let out a curse as he tasted me again.
“That’s not fair.” I pretended to pout as I lowered my aching legs to the mattress and stretched them out on either side of him. “When do I get to taste you?”
Dimitri lifted up to his knees, his spent cock sliding out of me and leaving me far too empty except for the warmth flowing out of my ass and dripping onto the sheets.
He swiped his finger through the mess on my chest, keeping those dark eyes trained on me as he said, “When you earn it.”
11
DIMITRI
ASOFT VIBRATION coming from the alarm I’d set had me opening my eyes, but I was already awake anyway. Sleep never came easy, and certainly not with a meeting taking place in the early hours of the morning.
The room was nearly pitch black, and I could only just make out Benoit sleeping beside me. His breathing was soft and steady, and for a moment I watched him, jealous of how peaceful he seemed. Life seemed full of joy for him—he was able to indulge in men and drinking and dancing, whatever he wanted, to his heart’s content. What would that be like? To sleep through the night or make my way in the world without the weight and the worry and the constant looking over my shoulder?
