As she said those last words, she couldn’t help but glance down at Dmitri’s cock, which was now half hard and still shiny from his seed and her saliva.
He smiled, recognizing what her eyes had sought when she said the word “man.”
Sonya was embarrassed to get caught sneaking a peek, but she now stared brazenly into his eyes. She stepped close to him, put her hand on his chest, then dragged it down. First to his side, then his hip.
She wanted to touch his cock, but even after the intimacy they had just had, she felt nervous again.
She wondered if maybe he wasn’t really into her and that’s why he hadn’t gone further. Maybe he didn’t like her body once he saw her naked, or her inexperience bored him.
But she let her desire lead her hand back toward his manhood as she kept staring at him. Now she was the one smirking and raising her eyebrows with a sarcastic look, as if she were questioning why his eyes were glazing over and his breath was quickening.
By the time she took hold of his cock, he was nearly at full strength again. And it only took a few seconds of Sonya’s soft, fumbling fingers stroking against him before he was hard as steel.
Maybe now he’ll put this thing inside of me, Sonya thought as she squirmed her legs and enjoyed the sensation of fresh sap dripping from her core - and the sensation, of course, of that massive member pulsating in her hand.
Dmitri grabbed her, picked her up, knelt down and pushed Sonya back into the sand, almost violently. He lunged over her with one quick movement.
His weight pressing against her, Sonya felt like she was being buried right into the sand.
This was the moment.
His heavy balls dragged over her stomach as he lowered his powerful torso atop her slim frame and slid back to position himself. The head of his cock felt like a torch as it brushed against her vagina.
Dmitri clenched Sonya’s jaw in his fist and kissed her hard, bracing himself over her with a single elbow dug into the sand. His hand slid from her face to her neck, pausing to squeeze her throat, as if he might choke her or tear her apart.
Then he grabbed a fistful of her wet, knotted hair. He twisted it so that her head jerked to the side and her back arched off the ground.
She was in pain, confused, even scared. But that didn’t stop her lust. It only drove her more wild.
Sonya spread her legs and flung them upward, wrapping them around Dmitri and crossing her feet behind his back. She wanted him inside, right then, no more playing around.
His shaft slipped between her wet lips again, this time all the way down until his smooth head rested at her opening.
Now he twisted Sonya’s hair even tighter, hard enough to make her gasp and nearly shriek.
She tried to look up at him, wanting to see whether he was angry. But her face was grinding into the sand, and she couldn’t move because Dmitri’s grip was unbreakable.
She felt his mouth on the side of her neck. But it was not a sensuous kiss or delicate suckle. No, it was more like being mauled by a lion. In fact, that’s how she was starting to feel. Like a carnivore was devouring her. And she loved it.
As Dmitri licked and gnawed on Sonya’s neck, his ass tightened beneath her ankles.
His pelvis drove forward, pressing the swollen tip of his dagger just barely inside of her.
Then he released her hair, slammed his palms into the sand, grunted and launched himself to his feet, almost in one Kung Fu type of movement.
“Let’s go,” he mumbled.
Sonya was shocked.
The tip, just the tip? That’s it?