Page 35 of With a Broken Wing
When he said it, I came. My body shook and muffled cries echoed in the room. He wrapped his fingers around my hair, gripping tightly at the root and pulling me back. I teased him with my tongue until my lips slid over the head and off.
He pulled me to my feet, pressing his lips to mine for a quick, desperate kiss before lifting me and nearly tossing me onto the bed. I inched backwards, feeling the slick heat from my orgasm on my thighs when they rubbed together.
Demetri crawled onto the bed, pressing his lips to my neck. “Are you on birth control?”
I was, and I hadn’t been with anyone unprotected. I was clean. “I have an IUD.”
“Good, because I want to feelevery soaking inch of you,” he said, wrapping his arm around my waist and flipping me onto my stomach before pulling me up on my knees.
He pulled my arms behind me, bending them at the elbow and holding my wrists together with one hand. He pressed his mouth to the side of my neck. The muscles in my arms and shoulders stretched, and I almost whimpered at the pain, but mixed with the pleasure of his lips, my body lit up.
Without a warning, Demetri entered me, slamming himself inside me until he was completely sheathed. I cried out at the way he filled me, and I fell forward, his grip not leaving my wrists. My weight hung from his grasp, my shoulders straining behind me. I couldn’t get my balance back, and I rocked back against him with every merciless thrust.
He picked up his speed, finding a steady rhythm and repeatedly hitting the same spot inside me. My legs shook, and a tingling started in my core.
“You’re so tight, sunshine. Do you like when I fuck you like this?” I cried out when he pounded against me. “I can feel your pussy gripping my cock. I know you do.”
He didn’t change his rhythm, and another spark sent me towards my second orgasm. “Yes. Oh my god.”
“Tell me you’re a good little whore, sweetheart. Tell me that you’remine.”
I curled my toes and bit at the inside of my cheek, shaking my head. He growled, bringing his movements to a sudden stop. The orgasm I had been chasing was just at the edge, getting more distant by the second. “Say it.”
I pushed my hips back, begging him for the friction, but he didn’t give in, and with his hold on my arms still tight, I couldn’t do anything to take control. Desperation dripped from me. “I’m your whore.Your whore.Please. Demetri. Please!”
He resumed his pace, bringing me quickly back to nearly crashing. “That’s my girl. Fuck, I love hearing you beg like that. Now come all over my cock like the beautiful, perfect little whore you are.” I slammed into the best orgasm of my life like a heavy wave knocking me under the surface, and I gasped for breath as I cried out. My body quivered.
Demetri moved quickly, riding out the waves of my orgasm before he filled me. He draped his body over mine and wrapped his arm around my waist, pressing his lips to the center of my upper back. “You’re my undoing, you know that? I don’t lose control, at all, with anyone.”
“I’m not just anyone,” I said.
The feeling of the heat from his body wrapping around me and the comfort of the hotel bed made my eyes heavy, and as I settled against Demetri’s hard chest, they fluttered closed. His skin pressed against mine as he inhaled, and I took a deep breath of the mint, oak, and fresh sweat that filled my senses.
“No, sunshine, you’re definitely not just anyone.”
I wokeup to an empty bed and a heavy feeling of disappointment because of it. Had I imagined his words as I dozed off? Sitting up in my bed, I quickly reached for my phone. He may have left before I woke up, but I didn’t know when he really took off. When I saw a notification on the screen, I got a rush of butterflies.
DEMETRI:Breakfast at 9:00
The clock on the wall clicked.8:30.
After taking a hot shower and putting on my favorite high-waisted black shorts and pink tank top combo, I threw my hair in a messy bun on the top of my head and ran out the door. The clock on my phone said 8:57.
Demetri looked only minorly annoyed when I walked up to the table he was sitting at, but when he looked up at me, the annoyance appeared to drain from his face. “I’m really sorry I’m late,” I said, dropping into the seat across from him with my sweetest smile.
“Good morning.” He moved his eyes from my face to my open shoulders, down to my cleavage, and then back to my face. “Did you sleep well?”
I hummed at him, picking up the café menu in front of me as the waiter walked up. “Can I just get a coffee?” I ordered with a wide smile.
“You’ll have more than a coffee.”
I rolled my eyes and looked back at the teenage boy. “I guess I’ll also have a piece of wheat toast.” Across the table, Demetri growled in warning. “And a cup of fruit.” I shot him a look as he smirked in satisfaction.
Demetri ordered breakfast and another coffee, his phone ringing as the boy walked away. “Popular this morning,” I mumbled as he answered it.
“Hi, Mom,” he said, with a daring glance in my direction.
I could hear the mumble of his mom’s voice through the phone. She sounded sweet, like her voice dripped with honey. Jules had talked more than once about how much she loved her, and at the wedding Beth was so much fun. She couldn’t have been happier to be watching her son get married.
