Page 76 of Demitri

“Now.”

“So demanding.” I shake my head, removing her hand and kissing her palm before sitting it down on her thigh.

I kiss down her chest, pulling her tits out of the cups of her bra, sucking first one nipple into my mouth and then the other, working her up. She’s squirming on the hard surface, but I’m giving her what she wants. What she needs.

My hand skims down her stomach and I tease the band of her panties, but don’t go under. Instead, I use the fabric. Feeling the wet spot, and adding pressure on the area, Mia gasps. It only lasts for a few seconds, my need for her too much. I can’t tease her. Kneeling between her legs, I’m at the perfect height for what I want to do. Helping her remove the now offensive fabric and put them on the table next to her, her scent invades my senses, heady and intoxicating.

Kissing up her thighs, her hands automatically go to my hair, gripping it like she’s trying to find gravity. Her legs spread for me, and I’m looking at the promised land. Her pussy is glistening with her arousal, and my mouth waters at what I know awaits me.

I flick out my tongue, getting my first taste. Mia moans softly, wanting this as much as I do. I circle her clit, pulling the nub into my mouth, and her grip on my hair tightens. Taking a finger, I run it through her wetness, enjoying her shivers of pleasure then slowly insert it into her pussy. Her walls are already clamping down, looking for relief, and I am here to deliver. I get to work, sliding my finger in and out, my tongue striking her clit with a mission. Make her come on my face.

Thrust. Flick. Rub. Suck.

“Demitri!” she screams, and I swear she’s pulling my hair out.

Her orgasm rocks her body, her cry silent. My cock begs for attention. This woman always turns me the fuck on, but when she allows herself to fall apart in my arms? It’s an aphrodisiac that’s incomparable to anything else in the world. I continue to lick her pussy until she pulls me away from her.

“I can’t,” she pants. “I can’t take any more.”

I slowly stand, stopping to give her tits some more love.

“Demitri. I want you inside of me.”

“Of course.” I grin at her.

She reaches forward, lowering my boxer briefs until my dick springs free. And then, like the temptress she is, she leans back on her hands and spreads her thighs. A challenge. A need.

I step between her legs and pull her ass to the edge of the table. I line my cock with her pussy and feed myself into her opening. Slowly. She might be the demanding one, but I have some control. Because I know what she likes and what she needs. I’ve learned to read her body and face.

Once I’m connected to her in the most intimate way, I look her in the eyes, checking in to see how she’s doing. She’s breathing hard, her face flushed, eyelids hooded.

“You still with me,Krasotka?”

“Yes.”

I pull out, almost to the tip, and thrust back in, slow and steady. Mia pushes against me, creating a new friction that hits us both.

“How do you do this?” she keens. “How do you keep doing this?”

“I’ve learned your body. What you like.” Thrust. “What you need.” Thrust and swivel.

Her eyes roll to the back of her head and pussy grips me. I adjust with small, quick thrusts, my body hitting her clit withevery drive. The ripples of her walls telling me more than any words could.

“You’re close,” I growl. “Get there. Come for me.”

Her arms start to shake from holding up her body and she drops to her elbows, creating a whole new sensation and angle and that’s all it takes. I feel her orgasm in every cell of my body and hold off on my own to ensure she gets the maximum pleasure.

When she starts to whimper from being too sensitive, I let my release go. Aiming right at her g-spot, sending her into a mini-orgasm. She drops to her back, her fingers curled around the edge of the table with white knuckles.

I collapse on top of her, my head on her chest, and once she’s regained function, I feel her hands in my hair again, almost massaging my scalp.

“So that was a first,” she finally says when her breathing has calmed some.

“What was?” I lift my head to look at her, and she grins.

“I’ve heard about adrenaline sex, but never knew I would be able to have it.”

“What you’re telling me is that a car chase turned you on?”

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