CHAPTER 51
Sonya started to nod once more, but as she raised her head, it snapped backward. Dmitri had grabbed a hold of her wet, knotted hair again, now pulling it straight down her back so her face angled up toward his and her lips parted in pain and hunger.
Dmitri put one hand above the other around Sonya’s hair, the second pulling it tight against the base of her head. She gasped as her chin stretched toward the ceiling.
Sonya longed for his lips like someone who’s never been kissed. Her bare breasts were tantalizingly close to Dmitri’s stomach, just close enough for a few fine hairs to graze against her erect nipples and send a shiver down to her core.
She tried to press her chest against Dmitri’s firm torso, but he wouldn’t let her budge. He controlled her body just by grasping her hair.
All Sonya could see was the tin roof of the cabin, so she closed her eyes. Dmitri was silent but for his breath, which seemed to grow louder with every passing second. Louder and stronger, and she could feel it on her face.
Sonya was motionless, not wanting to bother Dmitri, to disobey him. She wanted him to use her however he desired, to show her that she was his and she should never again doubt him.
Her nipples slid from the top of his stomach to the bottom of his chest.
He’s lowering his head. He’s going to kiss me, she thought, with rising anticipation.
But instead of his lips on her lips, Sonya felt Dmitri’s teeth on her chin. Nibbling, scraping, biting, it seemed as if he wanted to devour her, and his mouth moved away from her lips as he went for her throat.
At the same instant Dmitri bit and kissed Sonya’s neck, he released her hair with one hand and reached down to her ass. But he wasn’t going for a typical ass grab.
His palm collided with her butt just between the cheeks in a hard, abrupt spank. Sonya wasn’t sure if he whacked her so hard that he launched her off the ground or just picked her up as he spanked her, yet there she was, airborne, her legs now wrapped around Dmitri’s waist, though her weight was mostly supported by his single hand beneath her.
Sonya felt like her jeans were imprisoning her lower body. They stuck to her legs, which were still wet when she put them on. She felt suffocated.
She needed to take them off, so she reached toward the waist of her pants again, as Dmitri continued to suckle and maul her neck.
“Impatient…” Dmitri said, pulling his mouth away from Sonya and shaking his head sternly.
Sonya didn’t say a word. She brought her chin down and stared into Dmitri’s eyes.
“Let’s see if you can behave,” he said.
Dmitri carried Sonya to the bed and let her drop onto the old mattress. He lay down beside her, on his back, but didn’t touch her.
“Take mine off first,” he said with a smirk.
Sonya didn’t mind that idea. She raised herself onto her hands and knees hesitantly, not wanting to make a mistake. Then she tucked her fingers inside the waistband of Dmitri’s pants and tugged.
Dmitri scoffed. Sonya bit her lip, knowing what he was thinking, impatient. She started to open his fly so she could actually take his pants off.
“Shoes,” he said.
Sonya blushed. She was flustered. She spun around and crawled to the foot of the bed. Dmitri’s feet were hanging over the edge. She pulled off his loafers and socks.
She crawled back up Dmitri’s long legs and unbuttoned his pants. His cock swelled beneath her hands as she lowered the zipper. She dragged his slacks off, then his boxers.
When Dmitri was naked, Sonya knelt between his legs and looked at him, waiting for her next order.
“Now, show me how you thank a man who risks his life to save yours.”
Sonya could only think of one way to do that. Her face fell forward and she worshiped her hero.
She supported herself with one hand on his stomach as she lowered her head. At the same time, she cupped his heavy balls, enjoying their warmth and softness as she squeezed them.
Sonya felt Dmitri’s thighs tense and his hips twist, subtly. He didn’t want to show too much passion yet. But Sonya was determined to make him show it.
She licked around the tip of his cock before taking the head into her mouth. She could feel his abs tighten beneath her hand as she slid her tongue along his shaft.
Dmitri sighed and took Sonya’s head in his hands, gently digging his fingers into her matted hair. Without warning, he jerked down, sending his manhood deep into her throat.
Sonya gagged and let go of Dmitri’s sac, now pushing herself upward with one hand on his hip and the other on the bed, though she couldn’t budge herself against his strength.
“I took a bullet for you, and you can’t take that little thing for me?”
Little? No. But Dmitri was right, and Sonya didn't want to disappoint him. She inhaled through her nose and began to suck Dmitri’s cock, letting her saliva pour onto him.
Dmitri used her hair like two handles, pumping her head up and down, faster and faster, until he grunted. But he didn’t come, not quite. He held Sonya’s head in place for a moment, then pushed her to the side.
In a flash, he was up on his knees. He gave Sonya a quick spank on the ass and motioned for her to lie on her back. Then he yanked her legs onto his shoulders, lifting her butt and pulling her hips toward his face as he sat back, his ass on top of his ankles.
Sonya started to say something about Dmitri’s injury, but she forgot how to speak the instant she felt his tongue lapping against her wetness.
Dmitri wasn’t torturing her with a slow buildup this time, but he had another type of teasing in mind. He licked up and down the folds of silky skin, diving into her opening, and attacked her clit without mercy.
He suckled and roughly kissed her special spot until Sonya twisted and moaned. Images of Dmitri’s valiant rescue, of him charging toward the sheikh and carrying her down endless stairs, flashed through her mind as a torrential orgasm approached.
Approached, but didn’t arrive, not yet. Dmitri stopped and let Sonya drop to the bed, even as her legs clung wildly around his neck.
“Did I give you permission to come?”
“No… I didn’t know I had to…”
“Now you know.”
A sliver of moonlight was cutting across Sonya’s face as she looked up from the bed at Dmitri. His face was hidden in the shadows, but his deep voice and his hot, powerful aura were enough for his presence to dominate her.
She let her legs drop to the bed, parting them around his stout thighs.
As Dmitri lowered himself down onto her, he said, “You’re not allowed to come until I’m inside of you, and only when I say so.”
The moonbeam waved across Sonya’s face as she nodded.