“I’m counting on it.” Dimitri grabbed the back of my neck and held me there for a fierce kiss that had me moaning.
I sat up and stared down at the most magnificent man I’d ever had between my thighs.Talk about a beast. Strong,powerful—and right now, completely at my mercy. I reached for the bottle of lube, poured some into my palm, then wrapped a hand around his thick length. I gave a rough pull that made him groan, but not once did he take his eyes from mine.
“Mon Dieu,” I whispered as I rocked in time with my stroking of his cock. “I love seeing you like this. Aroused, unrestrained, free of any worry but your next orgasm.”
Dimitri’s nostrils flared as the cords of his neck strained and he shoved his head into the pillow, arching up to push his dick through my fist.
It was so sensual, so erotic, the way he was moving under me, that pre-cum leaked from my own cock at the sight.
“Oui, mon monstre.Feel it. Let go. Let me take care of you tonight.”
Dimitri swallowed, that intense stare of his softening, then slid his hands up under the headboard and nodded.
My heart skipped at his submission, at the trust he was giving to me, as he closed his eyes and surrendered control.
I pressed kisses across his chest, first to one nipple then the other, biting and sucking at the hard nubs until the cock in my hand jerked at the attention. Then I kissed a path up his neck, where I scraped my teeth along his sharp, stubbled jawline.
Dimitri was beautiful in his acquiescence.A man of beauty, strength, and power.
A man that I—somewhere along this wild, crazy ride—had fallen for.
“Benoit…”
The sound of my name in that gravel-rough voice made me tremble as I slid my tongue over his top lip and teased my way inside. Dimitri groaned and my fist tightened, and as he bucked up underneath me I knew it was time.
With a final kiss I moved back to straddle his body, and when he opened his eyes I could see the same emotions that had to be swirling in mine.
Desire, attraction, sadness, and an emotion neither of us was brave enough to voice. So I decided to show him.
I moved up to my knees and positioned him against my body, and with our eyes locked, slowly lowered myself onto his shaft. The delicious burn sent a wave of pleasure through me, and as I braced my hands on his chest to keep myself upright, I could feel the rapid thump of his heart beneath my palms.
“Put your hands on me,” I said, needing his touch to ground me, needing it to remind me that this was real.Hewas real.
Dimitri lowered his hands from the headboard and ran them up my thighs, then whispered, “Make me forget.”
Tears pricked behind my lids as I blinked them back. He didn’t have to elaborate. I knew exactly what he meant.
Make him forget that this was it.
Make him forget that this could never be.
Make him forget that after tonight, we would be no longer.
But how could you forget a person when they were written across your heart?
I swallowed back the emotions bubbling up and instead focused on the feel of having him deep inside me, filling me in ways no man ever had.
I clenched my thighs around his hips as I dug my fingers into his pecs, then began to rock over the top of him. Slow at first, finding our rhythm. It was exactly what I wanted, but somehow it still wasn’t enough. I wanted to be connected to him everywhere, wanted to feel his breath on mine as I sank down onto him again and again.
“Come here,” I said, sliding my hand to the back of his neck. “I need you.”
His eyes flared, and for a moment, I couldn’t believe I’d said that out loud. But then Dimitri sat up, adjusting our bodies so our chests met and I was fully in his lap.
Putain, this position was so much more intimate. It matched everything I was feeling, dialed to ten. He was deeper inside me than he’d ever been.
It was so much, so overwhelming, that I stilled and dropped my head on his shoulder, needing a minute to get a hold of myself and stay in the moment.
“Benoit…” My name on Dimitri’s lips sent a shiver through me. Then his hand was in my hair, gently tugging me back to look at him.
