“Fuck,” Dimitri said, increasing the pressure at the back of my head. “Why do you have to be sogoodat that?”
Just lucky, I guess,I thought as I swallowed around him, causing him to shout again. Then I dragged my lips up his length and tongued under his shaft.
“Quit fucking teasing, Benoit.”
My erection kicked at the sound of my name coming from his mouth, and if he needed any more proof that I’d told the truth about wanting him, all he had to do was suck the cum dripping from the tip of my cock.
But Dimitri was too mad at me to get on his knees for me right now. Lucky for him, I was satisfied by makinghimexplode.
I cupped his balls, kneading them and not being gentle about it. They were full and heavy in my hand, and I opened wide and sucked one into my mouth.
“Fuck.” Dimitri tightened his fingers in my hair, shoving his hips forward and forcing me to keep him inside. I sucked harder, until a hiss escaped his lips and I moved on to the other.
As I pumped his cock through my fist, I swallowed around his sac and moaned, both from the taste of him and to drive him wild. That vibration would be shooting through every sensitive part of his body, and if I could see his face, I knew exactly what I’d see: a look of sheer ecstasy that I’d memorized every time we’d been together. Other than the obvious orgasms, it was my favorite part—watching the pleasure of my partner, knowing that it was because of me.
And Dimitri was so sexy that it amped things up beyond my norm. I didn’t want to admit how much I’d been hating the fact that he’d caught me, not only for the obvious reasons but also because it had cut our time together short. I shouldn’t have been enjoying myself as much as I was, shouldn’t be craving his body in a way that had me on my knees for him, but here I was, nipping at the sensitive skin of his balls and then drawing his perfect cock into my mouth again.
I closed my eyes even though I didn’t need to, all my attention focused on blowing Dimitri’s mind. It kept my thoughts off everything else—the sweat dripping down my body, the potential for our hideaway to be found and shot up. Maybe he needed this distraction just as much as I did. Or maybe he needed to put his hands on me even though his head told him not to.
“You can take me deeper than that,” he said, breathless as he rammed forward, his dick hitting the back of my throat and causing me to choke around it. I pulled back, coughing as tears stung my eyes, but didn’t let that stop me.
Wrapping my hands around his erection, I brought it back to my mouth and grazed my teeth across the head. It was a warning—and a promise.
I felt his body jerk, and then the pressure from his grip on the back of my neck increased. “Don’t you fucking dare.”
Oh, I dared. If he wanted to play, I could do just that.
Replacing my teeth with my tongue, I gave him long licks around the head and across his weeping slit.
And then I went for it.
I sucked him deep and hard, moving my hands to his ass to hold him tight to me. There’d be no getting away if it was too much. Every single drop of his cum would be mine, in whatever way I wanted it.
He cursed, one hand still gripping my neck while the other slapped against the wall. His whole body shuddered, holding himself back, but it was in vain, because I didn’t slow.
“God…damn you, Benoit,” he said on a gasp before his dick erupted on my tongue. I swallowed down the rush, relishing the taste of him and unable to keep my own climax from barreling through my body. I tensed, curling my fingers into his ass muscles so hard that I knew I’d leave marks from my nails for him to remember me by.
Then I came, a hot surge of my climax pouring out of me and going God knew where. I couldn’t see, and truthfully, I didn’t give a fuck, not with the intensity of my release and Dimitri’s cock softening between my lips.
Why did it have to be so good?
And why did it have to be withhim?
28
BENOIT
Location: On a Plane, Somewhere Over an Ocean
THERE WAS NO reprieve after we were able to leave the tunnel. Dimitri had been right about a sandstorm blowing in, forcing us to take refuge in the main house on the property.
At least there were showers. And air conditioning.
But there was also electricity, which meant light, which meant looking Dimitri in the face and trying not to think about how hot it’d been underground—and I didn’t mean literally.
Why, why,whydid I have to be attracted to the man? It would make this whole situation so much easier if I could just ignore him for the rest of our month together. I wouldn’t care about the powerful way he dominated my body and my mind, and I could just go on my merry way.
But no, every time I looked at him, smelled him, spoke to him, my traitorous body gave me away. My pulse spiked, my blood heated, and my dick had a mind all of its own. One that needed to get with the program ASAP.
