“I’m still… I mean, I never…”
“I know.”
Sonya bit her lower lip, trying to prepare herself to have her virginity taken from her by the big brute on top of her.
But Dmitri’s countenance had changed. There was a tenderness in his eyes now and a gentleness in his touch. He rested on his elbows to keep some of his weight off of Sonya’s body as he kissed her deeply.
Sonya opened her legs as she brought her knees up. Dmitri raised his hips and reached down to grab his own shaft so he could rub the tip of his cock around Sonya’s opening.
She was sopping wet from his saliva and her juices, but Dmitri was still mindful not to go inside too fast… and also to tease her. He slid up and down through her lips, then paused at the center.
This time, he wasn’t holding back.
They gazed into each other’s eyes as Dmitri entered her. He brought two fingers to her mouth so she could bite them to help deal with the pain, and he wanted to feel those lips, too. He wanted to feel every part of her at once.
Sonya bit and sucked his thick fingers as he slipped himself into her, little by little. When she felt his pelvis press against hers, she couldn’t believe it, she’d taken that whole thing inside of her, and she was a woman now.
Dmitri slid out until only the tip was inside. Then he pushed back in, just a little faster now, but still gently. It was easier this time.
Within a few minutes, Sonya relaxed and let her body accept the size and shape of her lover’s manhood. Dmitri was picking up the pace, and when Sonya reached up to grab his butt and pull him harder into her, he decided she was ready.
This was a punishment fuck, after all.
Just then, the candle went out, leaving them in almost total darkness.
Dmitri felt Sonya tightening around him as her moans became faster and louder. He pulled out and lifted himself onto his knees.
“What’s wrong?” Sonya asked in a hoarse voice.
“Nothing, except you were about to come, and I didn’t give you permission yet.”
“Oh…”
“And you want it harder now? You think you can handle me, eh?”
Dmitri didn’t wait for Sonya’s response, though she moaned with desire as he flipped her onto her hands and knees. She gasped when he slapped his cock right between her butt cheeks.
He did it again, and then again, each time harder, sending jolts of electric bliss through Sonya’s thighs and spine.
She was more sensitive than ever, and more vulnerable too, as if Dmitri had awakened new parts of her body when he entered her.
And when he shoved himself back inside of her, she took a sudden, deep breath to keep from screaming, before exhaling as he withdrew. She inhaled sharply again when he returned to her depths.
His strokes were methodical and hard, like a lumberjack chopping down a tree. Sonya began to pant and whimper. Dmitri’s girth was stretching her, reaching every part of her, stimulating her G-spot in a way she’d never felt before.
Whack!
His palm came down on her ass cheek. He stopped.
“Control yourself,” he said.
He spanked her again and resumed pumping in and out of her. She didn’t know if being spanked was keeping her from coming or speeding it up.
She wanted to wait until he said it was okay, but she didn’t know how to stop the deluge. Her face was buried in a blanket now. Dmitri had one hand gripping her hip and the other poised to smack her if she disobeyed.
Sonya loved being possessed by him. Having some independence in daily life was one thing, but in the bedroom, she needed to be owned.
Dmitri wanted to possess Sonya so completely that even when he wasn’t around, she wouldn’t be able to forget him or doubt he’d return for her. She’d have an ache between her legs from what he’d done, and she’d be aching for more.
His speed now built to a crescendo, his balls stopped slapping against her clit as they tightened against his own body, on the edge of release. She was convulsing now, also near the point of climax.
He paused again, gave Sonya a softer spank to let her know she was doing well, then withdrew agonizingly slow. As her lips slipped over the head of his cock, he pressed back inside just as slowly.
Without leaving her, Dmitri dropped to the bed and rolled to his side, pulling Sonya with him, so he was now spooning her. Of course, he had more than just cuddling in mind.
Dmitri seemed even bigger inside of Sonya in this position. She felt as if the emptiness inside of her was finally filled. And it was also more intimate to make love while spooning, because Dmitri’s hands were free to caress Sonya’s breasts and stomach.
He had slipped his arm under Sonya’s head and neck when he lay down and pulled his forearm up against her chest. But he was lying on his left side, his wounded shoulder.
She felt protected, but he felt searing pain. He tried to ignore it, but he couldn’t help remember how he got shot.
And like the thunderclap of a gun, Dmitri’s hand came down on Sonya’s ass. She shrieked with a mix of ecstasy and pain.
Dmitri began to piston his hips back and forth so he slid in and out of Sonya’s warmth. Every few strokes, he would spank her again, each time harder.
If not for the darkness, he’d have seen his hand landing on the same red mark on her butt. But he didn’t need to see.
He spit on his fingertips and reached around Sonya’s waist, pressing his hand between her legs and seeking her wetness.
She didn’t know what he was doing at first - maybe he was trying to reposition his cock. But she figured it out quickly and parted her thighs enough to let Dmitri’s fingers find her clit.
He rubbed her as he filled her, bringing her to the edge of orgasm, then pausing and smacking her ass, again and again. Sometimes, he would caress her butt cheek after he spanked her, and run his fingertips down the back of her thigh, only to strike again without warning.
As he made rough love to Sonya, Dmitri was squeezing her back against his chest, kissing her ear, nibbling her earlobe, running his tongue down the side of her neck. But his forearm steadily moved upward from the top of her breasts, and soon it was pressing against her throat, limiting her breath.
The tenderness, the eroticism, the pain, the passion, all these sensations overwhelmed Sonya like a gourmet buffet of all her favorite foods and delicious dishes she’d never tried before, but a thousand times more than that.
And now, with Dmitri choking her too, she could think of nothing but him, as if she were truly merging with his body. If he could breathe, then she didn’t need to breathe, because they were one.
She was in such a state of pure bliss, she didn’t realize that she was still holding back her orgasm, waiting for Dmitri’s command.
Until he said it.
“Now, come for me.”
Sonya moaned. Even Dmitri’s thick forearm couldn’t muffle the wild sounds she made. As he felt her contracting around his cock, he released inside of her.
Exhausted, he adjusted his body to take the weight off of his shoulder, wrapped both arms around Sonya, rested the side of his head against hers, and stayed inside of her, his manhood still hard and pulsating.
Soon, they were both asleep.