Chapter Eight

SHE WAS DOING IT AGAIN. Doe eyes staring up at him with unconcealed yearning. Big dark eyes pleading with him to pounce on her. Devour her. Violate her. Beautiful dreamy eyes that promised everything of her was his.

And he was so fucking tired of saying no to those eyes.

Goddamn tired.

And pissed.

So fucking pissed that he had reasons to say no in the first place.

"Why the hell did you have to come into my life?" Dmitry gritted out. "Why couldn"t you have just stayed away, damn you?"

Tahey couldn"t believe what she was hearing him say, and she found it even harder to believe the things that she was hearing him not say in between those words.

"D-Dmitry..." She hadn"t planned saying his name like that. She had always been careful, had always addressed him as "Mr. Adrianov" or "sir". But all of a sudden, she found herself saying his name, and oh God...

When she saw the way his eyes blazed with lust at hearing his name on her lips...

Oh God.

"Dmitry."

She just had to say it again. Just had to see if she hadn"t imagining it, and this time she didn"t just see it. It wasn"t just the same blaze of lust from his golden eyes. This time, she heard it, too. This time, his name on her lips had him growling - a sound that was as savage as it was erotic, and it had every inch of her body blossoming into life.

Her breasts grew heavy and swollen, and her nipples started to pucker up. The triangle between her legs began to quiver, and moisture gradually lined her now-throbbing folds.

She had never felt like this before, and it felt strange even as it felt right.

So perfectly right.

Because it was him, Dmitry, that made her body feel this way.

She raised dazed eyes to his, wanting and needing him to tell her what was going to happen next. Surely it couldn"t just be this? Just couldn"t be, right? And so her lips parted, and she found herself once again saying his name. "Dmitry?"

And third time proved to be the charm.

Because this time she didn"t just see or hear the fierceness of his desire.

This time, she felt it, too.

The moment he came close and his large, strong hands clasped her face—-

Oh, how she felt it.

His hot, beautiful mouth crushing hers, his lips prying hers open, and then it was his tongue thrusting in—-

Oh God.

Slow, lazy strokes. Hard and fast stabs. His tongue knew every move there was to drive her crazy, and Tahey could feel herself steadily unraveling as his tongue continued to fuck her mouth in a way she had never dreamed of.

When he started sucking on her tongue, she could only gasp, and when he ordered her to do the same, she obeyed his command, tentatively then eagerly, so swept away that she found herself clutching at him - fingers first digging into the hard muscles of his arms, and when this wasn"t enough, her hands moved up, and her arms eventually found their way around his neck.

The new position had Tahey"s body molding instinctively against Dmitry"s length, and the billionaire released a rough growl in her mouth at the feel of her nipples scraping his chest.

His kiss deepened even as he knew that he should take things slow and easy.

This was her first time, dammit.

He should be gentle and tender.

But then he heard Tahey whimper and felt her wriggling closer to his body—-

Fuck.

Fuck gentle. Fuck tender.

Fuck.

Tahey could only whimper anew when Dmitry suddenly swept her up in his arms without breaking his kiss. A moment later, and her heart was banging away against her chest, with the unmistakable feel of a soft, luxurious bed molding against her back.

Oh God.

For one moment, she was terrified, knowing that once Dmitry made her his, there would be no going back. No pretending that her feelings for him could be anything but love—-

But when he suddenly wrenched his mouth off hers and stared down at her as he asked—-

"Are you sure?"

The coldness inside of her thawed, the terror fading as the warmth of her feelings surged up.

She looked up at him, wanting Dmitry to see the truth in her eyes match her answer as she said simply, "Yes."

The weight of his body covered hers in the next instant, and she couldn"t help but moan, couldn"t help but wrap her limbs around the muscular length of his body. She had thought he would make her feel suffocated, but instead she found herself craving more of his weight. He was so much bigger and harder, and that he was made her feel so much more smaller and softer—-

Aaah!

His mouth had suddenly latched on to the side of her neck, sucking hungrily at a rather sensitive spot that she never even knew existed until that moment. Her eyes closed, and her neck arched. Her nails scraped his back, and her body began to writhe. But still he went on, sucking for such a long time that she could almost believe he was a vampire claiming her for eternity.

When his mouth finally lifted, she was able to breathe a little more easily, but it was a short-lived reprieve, and soon she found herself panting once more, with Dmitry now working on getting rid of her clothes.

In moments, she was naked, but she barely had time to process this as Dmitry pulled back to start undressing himself. She forgot all about her nakedness as more and more of his clothes were thrown to the floor, and the sight of his increasing nudity left her riveted.

Holy, holy mooooooly.

She knew he was hot. That was a given from the very start. But she had never seen him without clothes before, never even caught him shirtless, and so to go from zero to complete exposure to Dmitry"s naked body in a single moment...

"Oh God."

Tahey wasn"t even aware of whispering the words out loud until she heard Dmitry chuckle, and she found herself turning red even as pleasure spread inside of her. It was the very first time she had heard him laugh, and she couldn"t savor its sound even as her eyes hungrily roamed Dmitry"s body.

Dmitry couldn"t believe how much pleasure he was deriving from having Tahey staring at his body. "You like what you see?" he asked gruffly and received such a fervent nod in response that he couldn"t keep his lips from twitching.

Oh my God. Tahey couldn"t believe it. Dmitry had just smiled. Well, it was barely one actually, but still. And more amazingly...

"You have dimples," she blurted out.

"Shut up."

Tahoma watched in awe as a dark flush stained her boss"s high-boned cheeks. My. Oh my. Dmitry was embarrassed by the fact that he had dimples?

"Is that why you rarely smile?"

Dmitry was torn between irritation, exasperation, and amusement. That he was a scary son of a bitch was a fact. He had been born one and was likely to die as one, too, and in most cases, he was scary enough that most people, from both sexes, never asked him questions that they knew would only likely result in having their heads chewed off.

Tahey, obviously, wasn"t one of those people. She was scared of him in some ways, but other times like now...

"Will you just shut up and let me fuck you?"

Tahey"s eyes widened.

Wasn"t that his way of saying she had guessed right?

Wasn"t it?

Seeing that Tahey was about to speak some more, Dmitry decided enough was enough and reached for his cock. As expected, Tahey was distracted right away, and he didn"t know whether to find it cute or worrying. She could be such a gullible fool, dammit.

Tahey was unable to take her gaze off the sight of Dmitry"s fingers stroking his own erection. Gosh. God. Golly. She found herself unable to even think straight and couldn"t help gulping as his cock continued to swell in size.

"Do you want to touch it?"

The rare purr in Dmitry"s voice made her breasts ache even harder, and she could feel herself growing even wetter at the sound of it. Did she want to touch it? She stared at his cock and heard herself whisper, "I d-don"t know."

"What if I say I want you to?"

"Then I will—-ah." She had barely finished speaking when Dmitry reached for her hand and folded her fingers around his cock.

Hot, she thought once again. It felt surprisingly, literally hot. And smooth, remarkably so. Like flawless steel. That throbbed. And twitched. So much so that she couldn"t help starting when it suddenly pulsed with unexpected force within the circle of her hold.

Dmitry pulled her up while she was still holding his cock. The new position had him on his knees, her legs between his, and her back against the headboard. "Start moving your hand."

Her fingers trembled a little as she started stroking his length, and they trembled even more when she felt Dmitry reach down and fondle one of her breasts.

Aaaaaaaah.

She started feeling hot and bothered. And more than anything else, she felt the moisture thickening between her legs. The whole moment felt unbelievably surreal, and her dazed gaze moved up and down - first at Dmitry"s beautiful face, just to be sure that it was him, and that this was real - then back to his cock, which continued to amaze her with its throbbing hardness.

Curiosity got the better of her, and she timidly asked Dmitry if he knew the exact measurement of his cock.

"How long do you think it is?"

"Um..." She studied his cock. One...two...three...nine...oh shit.

Dmitry noticed the way Tahey suddenly jerked. "What?"

"I think...if it"s past ten inches, I think...I think I"m better off not knowing."

It was not at all the answer he was expecting, and the seriousness in which Tahey said it...ah fuck.

Tahey was mesmerized. Dmitry was smirking. Granted, it basically meant he was laughing at her, but still. This was another first, and oh, there it was again!

"Your dimples—-"

Shit. He had forgotten about that, and glaring down at Tahey, he decided to punish her by giving her nipple a hard little tug.

Tahey"s words immediately turned into a gasp.

It was an extremely sweet sound, and Dmitry realized to his satisfaction that Tahey was the kind of lover who didn"t mind a little pain. Good. So he gave her nipple another tug, harder this time, and he was rewarded with another gasp. He pinched her nipple, and this time her gasp was accompanied by a dark flush stealing over her cheeks.

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

The sight of it was too much, and in the next moment he had Tahey flat on her back once more, her fingers losing its grip on his cock as his weight pressed down on her and his lips closed over her one pink, distended nipple.

Tahey cried out, the sensation of his mouth on her breast making her body nearly fly off the bed.

But it barely made the billionaire budge, and her body slowly fell back against the mattress while Dmitry started suckling on her nipple.

Oh God.

She clutched at the sheets, unable to believe she could feel so much pleasure from having his mouth on her breast. He then moved on to her other breast, lavishing it with the same attention, and another cry spilled past her lips.

She began to writhe, the pleasure of his attention becoming a little too much, and she instinctively found herself rubbing her body against his.

Just rubbing and rubbing and rubbing until Dmitry let out a harsh growl of his own...

Fuck.

Her crotch kept rubbing against his erection, and it just kept feeling hotter and wetter that it eventually became impossible to ignore what her sweet little pussy was begging his cock for.

Releasing her breast, Dmitry rose up and braced his arms against the bed. His gaze sought hers, and as doe eyes continued to plead up at him, her lips parted, and he heard her say, "Please, Dmitry."

Dmitry"s control broke, and he drove into her, his cock claiming the barrier of her innocence in one smooth stroke.

Tahey couldn"t help but cry out as he entered her, and with his gaze still holding hers captive, it was impossible not to see the almost savage way in which a part of him savored the pain of her deflowering.

And foolish or not, she, too, wanted it that way. Even if it made her a little masochistic, she couldn"t help but think of the pain as an experience that was special and unique to Dmitry and her alone.

And now...

She was his, Tahey thought dizzily. Always and forever. No matter what happened, she would always be his, while he...

Her gaze drifted back up to the billionaire, and she found his golden eyes watching her with a glittering intensity that stole her breath.

"You took my virginity," she heard herself say.

The glitter in his eyes burned hotter. "Yes." His voice was hard. "It means you"re mine."

Her toes curled. "Yes." Her voice was faint and tremulous. She had been too afraid to even dream of hearing those words, and all of a sudden they were now hers to cherish.

Dmitry tried to move the slightest bit and stopped as soon as he heard Tahey catch her breath. "Does it still hurt?" he asked tautly.

Tahey slowly shook her head. "It just caught me by surprise."

"If I do it again..."

"Please."

And so he tried once again, exerting greater effort to gently ease an inch out, and this time he saw the way she closed her eyes as if to savor the sensation of his movement.

"You like it?"

"Oh...yes."

It was all he needed to hear, and Dmitry carefully pulled his cock out before sinking its entire length back in. The back-and-forth took more seconds than usual, but he wanted both of them to feel his possession to the fullest, and so they did, with the pleasure making his balls ache while he heard Tahey release the sexiest little whimper.

He kept his strokes slow and steady, and when he felt her nails scrape his back, he moved just a little faster, keeping this new pace until he felt the final cue he was waiting for: her hips clumsily rising up to meet his thrusts, her breasts rubbing hard against the matted hair of his chest...

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

When he drove back into her, he no longer held back, letting Tahey feel the full force of his passion. He rutted with her like a hungry, mindless animal, his cock pounding into her pussy in fast and furious thrusts until he was holding her up by the waist, and her long blonde locks were streaming down the bed.

She cried his name out over and over. Gasped and moaned it out loud, and damn if every utterance didn"t make him even wilder with need—-

Fuuuuuuuuuuuck.

His hands tightened around her waist as he plunged back into the hot, tight depths of her pussy, driving his erection into the deepest part of her until the head of his dick reached the wall of her womb—-

Tahey screamed.

He started to cum the same time she did, her body shuddering as he started shooting his seed into her while her pussy released its own creamy flow. He filled her all too soon, but he couldn"t stop shoving his dick in and out of her, just kept fucking her even as her pussy became full and his seed started trickling down her legs.

A part of Dmitry had believed, maybe had even hoped that once he had her, it would be over, and Tahey would cease to matter. It had happened countless times in the past, times when a woman had unexpectedly caught his eye, and the billionaire would slake his desire for such women with one-night stands. And for all of them, that had been more than enough. Once dawn broke and the sun came up, Dmitry had found himself no longer interested.

Tahey, however...

With her body still trembling underneath him in the aftermath of their first orgasm together, Dmitry realized to his shock that the taste of her had only whetted his appetite. He wanted her even more. And so he took her again. And again. And again. He fucked her over and over until he made the mistake of letting her dark, passion-clouded eyes seek his—-

I love you.

And Dmitry felt himself go cold.

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

What the fuck had he done?