“Spread your thighs for me and let me make you come,” Dimitri said in a voice that was husky with desire. His strong hands were caressing my thighs and the curves of my hips sensuously.
“Not here.” I shook my head and saw a look of heartbreak and disappointment cross his face. Then his expression instantly brightened again when I said, “My bed is much more comfortable.”
I took him by the hand and led him through the tiny apartment to my bedroom, where I had kept a single rose and the card he’d written lying on my nightstand.
“I thought you threw them all away.” Dimitri grinned mischievously and pulled me into his arms. Before I could say a word, he covered my mouth with his, kissing me urgently while his hands pulled the robe off my body so I was completely naked. Next, he peeled off his clothes one by one, letting them drop to the floor. His body was even more gorgeous in person than it was on film and I just had to touch it. His muscles rippled under tan skin and he closed his eyes and sighed with pleasure at the feel of my hands caressing him.
When my hands found his cock and caressed him there, his sighs turned into groans of ecstasy. Feeling naughty, I got on my knees and kissed the tip of his erection softly with my lips. Dimitri moaned and caressed my cheek, encouraging me to keep going. I used my tongue next, licking the length of his shaft with long, slow laps, as if savoring a Popsicle. Then, without warning, I opened my mouth and took him fully into my throat, thrusting him deeper than either of us would have thought possible. Slowly, sensually, and deeply, I fucked him my mouth while he clutched at the wall for balance and groaned loudly with pleasure.
“Careful, I don’t want to come too soon,” Dimitri said, and extracted himself from my mouth with a look of true regret. Then his eyes lit up with a smile and he said, “Now it’s my turn.”
I lay on the bed and closed my eyes while Dimitri eagerly set himself to the task of pleasuring me with his mouth. He started at my feet, gently kissing and massaging them until I felt comfortable and relaxed. Then I felt him slide his hands up my calves, over my ticklish knees, and up my supple thighs. Gently, he spread them wide and caressed the folds of my sex with his fingers. I was no virgin, but it had been a long time since I’d had a boyfriend. The feel of someone else’s fingers touching me besides my own was like magic.
Dimitri caressed the outside of my labia, brought his fingers to massage the inside of my now moist lips, and then finally found the nub of my clitoris. His fingers had talents I’d never felt before and soon I was writhing and moaning on the bed, but that was nothing compared to the brilliance of his tongue.
The moment Dimitri starting making love to me with his mouth I was transcended to a new level of pleasure. His tongue flicked, his lips kissed, and his mouth suckled the folds of pussy with such expertise, I knew I had died and gone to heaven. Then he added his fingers to the mix, thrusting them in and out of my dripping wet cunt while his mouth suckled my clit, and I was helpless with pleasure. I clutched and clawed against the mattress while my hips arched toward him as the most incredible orgasm I’d ever had crashed through me like a tidal wave.
“Come for me, baby. Let me watch you come,” Dimitri said, thrusting his fingers in and out of me while I cried out in ecstasy as wave after wave of my orgasm consumed me. As I slowly regained my senses, I heard him whisper, “God, you’re so gorgeous. I want to make you feel this good all the time.”
With my breathing slowing down and my pulse returning to normal, I sat up on the bed and kissed him, caressing his biceps as I did so. Then, suddenly, I pushed him down upon the bed, straddling his waist, and pinning him down by pressing my full weight against him.
“Now it’s my turn!” I grinned playfully. His cock was still wonderfully hard and I enveloped him with the folds of pussy with excruciating slowness, drawing out the moment as long as possible. When finally he was inserted all the way to the hilt, I decided to have a little fun.
I gyrated my hips slowly on top of him, using my dancer’s muscles to the best of my abilities to maximize the friction between us and increase his pleasure. I could tell from the moans that escaped his lips that it was working. For additional fun, I placed my hands on his chest and caressed his muscles, until I came to the little dark pink nipples of his pecs. Gently at first, I pinched them between my thumb and forefinger, making him moan and grind his hips up to fuck me deeper. Then I scratched at his chest playfully and pinched harder, so he ground even deeper up into me, fucking me harder. The harder I scratched at his chest and pinched his nipples, the harder he fucked. It was a fun little game that we both really enjoyed, but I could tell he was getting ready to climax and that would end things sooner than either of us wanted.
I climbed off of Dimitri and leaned over the foot of my bed, sticking my full round ass provocatively in the air. Dimitri’s eyes grew wide with desire and he climbed off the bed to stand behind me. He massaged my ass and hips with his hands, caressing me sensually, and I spread my thighs wide, inviting him to enter me.
“Not yet,” Dimitri teased me, holding his cock right up against my quivering cunt without shoving it in. Instead, he reached his hands around my body. His left hand grabbed my tits and began fondling my sensitive nipples one after the other. His right hand wrapped around to reach between my thighs and rubbed my clitoris, slowly at first and then faster and harder until my breathing quickened and I started to moan.
“Fuck me,” I cried out as he pleasured me with his fingers but torturously withheld his cock from me. My every nerve was quivering as I sat teetering on the edge of orgasm. It was wildly erotic and I felt myself going mad with need. I had to feel his cock inside of me or I was going to explode. I rocked my hips back trying to get him to enter me as his fingers kept working their magic on my hard nipples and sopping wet pussy. “Fuck me now! Please!”
I was actually begging now and mercifully Dimitri gave me the one thing I craved. He shoved his rock hard dick deep into my slot with one solid thrust, shoving himself fully into me until his balls crushed against the round cheeks of my ass. Loud moans of pleasure escaped both our lips at the exquisite pleasure as he thrust in and out, pounding against my butt cheeks with the force of his cock and making them quiver.
“Yes! Fuck me hard!” I cried out and my screams of rapture echoed off the walls and the bed creaked. Dimitri grabbed my hips with both hands and slammed into me as hard and deep as he could, groaning and crying out as he came powerfully. I felt every muscle in my body spasm with uncontrollable pleasure as I achieved climax at the same time as he did. Our two voices blended as one as we cried out deliriously together.
Finally, when the waves of our pleasure began to ebb, we collapsed onto my bed together in a pile of limbs, sweaty and smiling.
“That was incredible,” I sighed. “I don’t think I’ve ever had two orgasms in a row like that before.”
“That just means you haven’t been with the right guy,” Dimitri said, and gently moved a loose tendril of my hair from my forehead and tucked it behind my ear.
“And I suppose you’re the right guy for me?” I asked teasingly.
“You tell me.” Dimitri smiled and put his lips to mine in a hot and sultry kiss that took my breath away. No other man I had ever been with made me feel this way. I couldn’t believe that he still felt so passionately for me and didn’t just want to bolt for the door now that he’d gotten laid. All my life’s experiences had taught me that any man willing to sleep with a girl like me wanted to just hit it and quit it and would be gone before the come even had time to dry on the sheets. I knew all men weren’t like that. Plenty of women found caring, passionate men who cherished only them and wanted to spend the rest of their lives with only one woman, but just not with me. I was the kind of girl men were willing to fuck but then never wanted to see again. With that kiss Dimitri gave me after we’d already had sex, I suddenly had reason to hope he might be different. That kind of sensual kiss was what a guy used when he was trying to seduce a woman into bed, but Dimitri had already don
e that. So why was he kissing me now with such erotic passion and looking at me with such longing in his eyes? Could it be that I meant more to him than a quick piece of ass?
“What are you doing here with me?” I had to ask or I would go crazy.
Dimitri ran his hands slowly over my naked body, gliding them over my full hips, squeezing my round buttocks, sliding them up my back and around to my full tits. He took them in his hands and held them reverently, as if worshiping them, and planted a sensuous kiss on the nipple of each one, making them grow hard with arousal again.
Then he kissed me sensually on the lips, looked deeply into my eyes, and said, “You’re the most incredible woman I’ve ever seen. I had to make love to you. I made a mistake by being so eager to have you that I tried to bribe you to my place with money. It was stupid of me and I was sorry the moment I did it. So I followed you here and bought every rose I could and had them delivered to you as an apology. I couldn’t sleep all night yesterday worrying if they’d worked and if you’d forgiven me. I even called in sick at the studio yesterday and didn’t go into work, I was thinking about you so much. I tried to stay away, telling myself you’d never want a guy like me and that you’d made it clear I should leave you alone, but I couldn’t. So I went to the club to find you and they told me you’d just left. So I came to your door and miraculously you let me in and let me make love to this incredible body. God, you’re so gorgeous, I want you again already.”
His heartfelt speech left me breathless. For the first time in my life I felt special and even beautiful. No one had ever said anything like that to me and meant them. I felt tears of emotion brimming in my eyes and I blinked them back. Then I looked down and saw that he was telling the truth; he was already getting another erection. I didn’t think it was really possible for a man to get hard again so quickly after ejaculating, and yet here was the proof rubbing against my thigh.
Overcome by emotion, I wrapped my arms around him and kissed him with all the passion I felt in my heart. My tits crushed against his hard chest and moans of pleasure escaped both our throats. I whispered to him, “I want you again too. Fuck me, Dimitri, like I’ve never felt before.”
We wrapped ourselves around each other, our arms and legs entangled. Our hands grasped and squeezed, and our lips kissed and suckled. It was wildly erotic and soon we were both gasping and moaning with delirious ecstasy again. Dimitri moved me to straddle his waist and I sighed with satisfaction as I enveloped his throbbing cock with my eager folds. I started to thrust on top of him, but he stopped me.
“Put your hands on the headboard and whatever you do, don’t move,” Dimitri said in a husky whisper. Curious, I did as he instructed, gripping the wooden headboard of my bed with both hands and keeping my body still even though I longed to thrust the length of his cock.
From underneath me, Dimitri lifted his head to my breasts and started making love to them with his mouth. He flicked my nipples with his tongue, nipped at them painfully with light clips of his teeth, and finally suckled them his mouth. It felt incredible and my entire body pulsed with orgasmic pleasure. I started to grind my hips up and down the length of his dick, desperate to fuck him, and he gave me a light, admonishing smack on the ass. “Naughty girl; no moving. Stay still while I pleasure you.”
The delicious game of forcing myself to stay still made me want to fuck him more than I had before, which I would have thought was impossible. It was the most marvelous form of torture and the taboo nature of it only heightened my pleasure. God, I wanted to fuck him so bad I was actually whimpering for it.
Then, just when I thought I couldn’t want him any worse, he put his hand to my clitoris and rubbed it with slow workings of his fingers while his enormous cock thrust very slowly in and out of my dripping wet cunt. I’d never been so wet or so ready to come.
“Let me fuck you,” I gasped and moaned, my entire body trembling with sexual pleasure. My skin was like a raw nerve vibrating with orgasm and I was ready to explode.
“Not yet.” Dimitri continued my torture and I was loving it. I had never known just how much pleasure my body was capable of feeling until he had opened me up to the possibilities with his incredible hands, mouth, and cock.
“Please! Please let me fuck you!” I begged and cried.
Dimitri took my hands off the headboard, hugged me to his chest, and expertly turned us over as one without ever withdrawing from my pussy. Suddenly he was on top and I was on the bottom with my thighs wrapped around his waist.
“Okay, now we can fuck.” Dimitri released me from the imaginary bonds that had kept me still, and I bucked wildly against him, free to writhe and undulate like a beast. Orgasm after orgasm tore through my body, making me scream out breathlessly with unparalleled passion as I fucked his glorious cock with all the pent-up lust and passion I had never known was inside me.
Dimitri met me thrust for thrust, pounding powerfully into me deeper than I ever would have thought possible and groaning with pleasure. He trembled and shook and I knew he was coming too. It was the most amazingly gratifying sexual experience of my life and when we finished, I was too breathless to even speak. Every cell in my body was happy, satisfied, and tingling with orgasmic pleasure. I snuggled against Dimitri’s sweaty, muscular chest and fell into a deep and peaceful sleep.
Chapter Six
I awoke the next morning to the sun streaming through the window and shining on my face. I slowly blinked my eyes open, reluctant to leave the incredibly wonderful dreams I’d been having. I was startled to discover I was naked under the covers and not dressed in the shorts and tank top I usually wore to bed. My nipples still tingled and my pussy was still faintly moist from the juices of my arousal.
That’s when I realized it hadn’t been a dream; it had been real! Everything that happened with Dimitri came flooding back to me and a huge smile spread across my face. I had sex with Dimitri Morrison, not just once but many times throughout the night. He had given me so many orgasms I’d lost count. I didn’t even know the human body could experience so much pleasure or that a man could want me the way that he did. The look in his deep blue eyes when he stared into my hazel ones still made my heart flutter. Only, where was he now?
I sat up in my empty bed and glanced around my bedroom. My bathrobe was still lying on the floor, but his clothes were nowhere to be found. I thought I’d finally found a man who cared about me enough to stay the night and hold me in his arms while we slept. I thought Dimitri actually meant what he’d said about being the right man for me.
It looked like I had been fooled again. Dimitri really was a terrific actor and he’d delivered an Oscar-winning performance last night. God, what an idiot I was! He hadn’t cared about me; he just wanted to get off with some pussy as many times as he could. He’d used me, and when he was done he just waited until I’d fallen asleep and snuck out the door.
He probably played this same routine with all the actresses who auditioned for his movies. He’d pick out the ones like me who were obviously low on self-esteem, take them by the hand, and give them a flirtatious wink, saying Good job, just like he’d done to me. Lying asshole! He’d known I wouldn’t get the part and was just setting me up!
Then he follows them home, drops a few charming lines, maybe some roses, and boom! He’s in the door and they’re spreading their legs for him. The awful thing about it was that I’d believed him. I’d thought that just once someone really did think I was beautiful, sexy, and had wanted to be with me. Finding out the truth, that once again I was nothing more than a piece of ass, really hurt. I flung myself onto the bed, buried my face in my pillow, and screamed out all my heartbreak. The tears that had been burning behind my eyes flowed freely down my cheeks, soaking into my pillowcase, my humiliation and pain being swept away with them. Then suddenly, I heard the front door of my apartment open and bang shut and sat upright in bed, startled.
Dimitri strolled into the doorway of my bedroom, fully dressed in his clothes from last night. His dark wavy hair l
ooked sexy and disheveled and his smile lit up the room. He was whistling happily to himself with a cardboard tray in his hands containing two cups of steaming hot coffee from the vendor down the street and two pastries.
I yanked the bed sheets tightly around my body, embarrassed to let him see my nakedness in the full light of day, and swiped at my tears with the back of my hand. He stopped short when he saw me and quickly set the tray on my nightstand. Kneeling at my bedside, he took my hand in his strong ones and looked at me with genuine concern. “Are you all right? What’s wrong?”
“Nothing, I’m fine.” Feeling utterly embarrassed, I ran my hands over the sheet I was clutching, trying to smooth it. I couldn’t let him know what awful things I’d been thinking about him. God, what a bitch I was! Here I was accusing him of the most horrible motives and all the while he was just out getting us breakfast. I owed him an apology. Smiling to assure him that I was okay, I wrapped one arm around his neck, pulled him close, and kissed him on the lips. “You really are the right guy for me, aren’t you?”
“That depends on how you like your coffee. I wasn’t sure, so I got two choices; one with cream and sugar, and one without. Whichever one you don’t want is the one I’ll have to take, so it’d better the right one. Since I have to go work on a movie set all day, I need the caffeine. Normally it wouldn’t be a problem, but someone kept me up all night with her incredibly hot body.”
Dimitri winked and I couldn’t help but laugh at his irresistible charm. I said, “I drink my coffee plain. No additives, just caffeine.”
“Good!” Dimitri sighed with relief. He handed me the appropriate cup and kept the other for himself. “I like mine sweet and full-bodied, like my women. It looks like we’re perfect for each other.”
I giggled self-consciously as I held the coffee in one hand and continued to clutch the sheet to my chin with the other. I was terrified to let him see my naked body in the unforgiving light of day and ruin the magic between us.
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