26. Chapter 26

Jade

Two Weeks Later

"Iwant more," I whisper, softly rolling my hips.

Dmitri breathes, brushing his lips over my collarbone. He knows that I'm not simply asking for another orgasm. If he thought that was all I wanted, he'd just start making it happen. He'd end our dry humping and get his mouth between my thighs.

But more means more right now.

"Soon," he murmurs, caressing my hips with his hands. "Soon, Krasotka."

He's been saying that for two weeks, and it's not his fault. Every time we fool around now, I'm practically clawing at his pants to get them off and get his dick inside of me. He hasn't even let me see it yet, and he's eaten me out at eight different times now.

Sneaking out to come to his room has become much easier, and we do it nearly every night. Sometimes our kissing leads to falling asleep while he holds me, but a lot of the time I'm squirming around, asking for more.

Dmitri just gets me so hot and bothered that I can't think straight until he touches me. I used to be bummed that we have no classes together, but now I'm thankful for it. If he was in the same room as me for a class, I would learn nothing. I'd be too busy thinking about how I could sit next to him so he could play with me under the table.

It doesn't help that I'm completely gone for him. I don't care if it's been two months, I'm in love with this man, and it's eating me alive. I haven't told him, and I definitely haven't told any of my friends. Obviously, I can't confide in Matteo, but I haven't spoken to Ivan about it either. I trust that Ivan wouldn't let the news spill to Dmitri, but he should be the one to hear it first.

My head shakes, and I lick my lips. "Not soon, now," I argue. "I don't want to wait until we're married. I want you now. Now and forever."

With cursed words muffled against the flesh of my neck, he leaves a tender trail of kisses up to my jaw and meets my eyes. "We will marry soon, and you'll be glad we waited. When I take you, you should be wearing a symbol of my commitment to you around your pretty left finger. There should be no doubt that we're bound together before I bury myself inside of you, my gorgeous, gorgeous girl."

I want to scream and pout like a brat, but he's too sweet to lash out at.

"Let me feel you bare then," I counter, needing something to hold me over. I need every bit of him I can get. "We'll do what we just did, but no barrier. Please, Dmitri?" I purr his name so close to his face that our lips brush.

He looks as if he's about to gently shut me down but can't bring himself to do it. "The temptation." His throat constricts, Adam's apple bobbing. "I'm not sure we can handle it."

I don't want to handle it. I want to see his dick. I've felt it through his pants too many times to not crave the sight of it. I want to know if it's soft like his chest, even though it's swollen and hard. I want to see its shape and feel its weight. I've tried to put my mouth on him like he does so well to me, but he always stops me.

Breathily, I tease, "It'll feel so good, won't it?"

"Too good," he agrees. "We shouldn't."

"But we can?" I ask sweetly.

He hasn't said no or tossed me off of him, but I won't do anything he doesn't want to do. So if this man is truly resisting the urge to fuck me into the mattress for my own good, well, he can keep his chivalry, and I'll take his cock instead.

My fingers walk down his chest, dipping down to tease the waist of his pants. His eyes track my every move, and he finally nods.

"You want to grind against me bare, Krasotka? Take my cock out."

Oh lord, finally.

I fumble with his belt but ultimately get it off of him, unbuttoning his slacks next, eagerly aiming for his zipper. Once I get his pants parted open enough, I greedily snake my hand into his briefs.

Soft but solid skin greets me, and I whimper, pulling away the cotton to expose him, finally.

I freeze, mouth watering at my first look. His skin is darker here, the head of his cock like a bruised red, blood pumping under his flesh. He's long and thick, the weight of his erection thumping against his belly button as I let it go to wiggle more of him out of his pants. Once his balls are free, I start to explore him with my hands.

A pearl of precum drips from the tip, and I touch it, using the tip of my finger to drag the liquid down his length. I surround him with both palms, staking them up to gauge his true length. I'd need another hand to cover him entirely. Fuck if that isn't a bit scary, but I'm greedy for it, fear and all.

I want Dmitri. Every bit of him.

Unable to wait another moment, I straddle the exposed cock, sinking down to feel it against my pussy. The immediate feeling has me hooked.

Desire rolls down my spine like a hot ball of fire.

It's like…

Magic.

My eyes threaten to roll. "Wow."

"Mmm," Dmitri hums in agreement.

"It's like I forgot how this works already," I joke, nervously biting my lip.

"Don't worry, Krasotka," he rumbles, guiding my hips. "I'll show you again."

One rock forward, and I'm burning up.

"Oooooh," I gasp, dropping my head back. "It feels so good."

"That's a good girl," he encourages, helping me move my pussy along the length of his dick. "There you go, keep going just like that."

By now, he's more than aware of what his praise does to me.

His skin is like velvet against mine, so soft even though he's rock solid. He's throbbing, precum dripping from the tip that should be dripping into my pussy.

"Maybe we can put it in," I suggest, almost pleading.

"Jade…"

"Just the tip," I amend, circling my hips. "It doesn't count unless you're all the way in, it's okay."

He arches a dark brow. "Is that how it works, Krasotka?"

I nod eagerly. "Definitely. We just slip the tip in a little bit. I want the whole thing, can't I just have a little bit to hold me over, love?"

"Goddamn," he rasps. "Just the tip?"

I hold back a squeal.

"Just the tip."

His head drops in a nod of approval, and I nearly come right there.

I don't waste a second, refusing to let his mind change because of any sort of hesitation on my end. My fingers close around his shaft, feeling it wet with my own arousal, and I try to maneuver it to line up at my center.

Dmitri has to lift me up to get it there. With his thighs so wide and his dick standing so tall, my knees can't get close enough together on the bed for the right height to hover above his length.

To make the angle work, he spreads his legs a bit, setting my knees on the muscles of each thigh. A small bit of adjusting has the glistening head of his cock nudging softly against my pussy.

I use my weight to sit down, the first millimeter breaching my entrance. It's not an easy glide, but I don't have to struggle too hard to get the head to sink past the snug resistance of my core.

"Oh yesss," I gasp, groaning in appreciation.

Dmitri hisses through his teeth, holding me by my ribs to keep me up.

"You're inside of me," I whisper, hooded eyes looking down at his face.

He hooks an arm around my middle, freeing one of my hands. Two fingers run along the seam on my lips, brushing them with fascination.

"You're so fucking mine right now, baby."

"I could be more yours," I taunt, catching his fingertips between my lips, sucking them into my mouth.

He grunts, the harsh sound vibrating through his throat.

"Deeper," I beg, curling my tongue around his fingers. I flick, lick, and suck on the two digits, lavishing them like they're his dick. Maybe he'll let me do that too.

"Fuck," he groans. "Jade?—"

"Just a little bit more," I amend, already beginning to sink down further. "I need it so bad, Dmitri. Won't you give me more? I'm being so good?—"

My lungs lose all air as he flips us, spreading me out beneath him. Legs wide to the sides, back splayed out against the sheets.

"Tell me not to," he warns. "Tell me to stop, or it's all going in."

I squirm, trying to work it in myself. "Don't stop," I whine breathlessly. "Please, please, please, keep going."

He looks down at me, his gaze pooling into mine. "Fuck it," he breathes, leaning down. "Keep looking at me, Krasotka. I'll give you what you want but keep those eyes open, baby."

He presses an inch deeper, and my eyes already start to grow heavier.

The stretch stings, I should have tried harder to convince him to put more than his tongue in me before tonight. At the same time, I kind of like that his cock is going to be the first thing to push through the untouched space. I'll take a bite of pain if it means that I'm being fucked by the love of my life and his huge dick.

"Eyes, baby," he reminds me, and I widen them, focusing on his face.

"I can't help it," I whimper. "It feels like I'm dreaming. You're so big and oh my goood." He sinks in further, cutting off my ability to speak.

"What's that?" he teases, lifting one of my knees up for better access.

The painful ache of the stretch makes me hiss, but the desire for more is still raging on. I don't want him to stop, and I definitely don't want him to go easy on me.

"More," I demand, trying to push myself down to meet his soft thrusts.

"Slowly, baby, I don't want to hurt you?—"

"Dmitri, please," I moan desperately. "I want every inch."

"Shit," he groans. "Hold on to me, love."

I reach up, hands clutching around his shoulders. Two seconds click by and he does it, forcing the rest of his girthy length into my pussy with one long, powerful thrust.

A yelp rasps right from my throat, and pulses of heat shudder through my body.

Looking down, I see that we're entirely connected, and nothing has ever felt so right. His pelvis is snug against mine, his fat cock stretching me open to accommodate his size. It's staggering to see and even more thrilling to feel.

"Ohohoh," I slur, toes curling into the bedding.

"Khristos," he curses. "You feel so fucking good, Krasotka."

One of my hands fall, and I use it to cup my breast, the sensitive nipple tightening under the light weight of my palm.

"Get them out," he instructs, eyes on my chest.

I almost can't follow the order, going dizzy as he pulls out and sinks back in. One plunge, and I can feel an orgasm buzzing within me, building in my core.

My hands shakily strip my top off, bra going with it while Dmitri starts a deep and slow pace, plunging in and out of me, testing the waters.

It's too torturous like this, too teasing.

"Faster," I beg, running my hands up his chest.

He complies without argument, driving his hips forward with more speed than before. Describing how good it feels is impossible with nothing to compare it to. I just know we're going to do this a lot more.

My tits jump as we grind, drawing his eye.

This time, I don't have to ask him to go faster, he does it all on his own. The deeper he thrusts, the harder his pelvis presses right against my clit.

Holy fuck, I'm on fire.

I can't stop moaning and fucking him back, humping against his strikes. My pussy clenches with the particularly pleasurable hits, squeezing around his cock. It only heightens the impact, pushing me closer to the edge of bliss.

Hand cupping the back of my neck, Dmitri tugs me closer. "Look at that, baby."

Watching as he pumps in and out of me, I whimper.

His cock is stained red.

"Do you think you could be any more mine now, baby?"

"N-no."

"That's right," he agrees tightly. "How does it feel drenching my cock with your virginity, love? Does it feel just right?"

Of course, it does. "I love it."

His teeth flash in a victorious smile. "Good."

I start to lose myself in the heat, every touch becoming more delicious.

"I never want to stop."

"The finale is the best part," he taunts, leaning down to nip at my breasts with blunt teeth. "Don't you want to come for me, Krasotka?"

The bud of building pleasure swells in my middle, my muscles growing tight in preparation for what's coming.

I don't know what to say or how to act, all I can do is feel what he's doing to me.

"Dmitri," I whine, lost in the moment.

"You're so close, baby," he encourages. "There you go, let it all in, show me how good it feels."

"So good," I echo, breathing out. "Want more." I don't even know what in particular I'm asking for, but I'm asking for it.

"Come for me, and I'll give you another," he offers through gritted teeth, trying to hold back. "You can do it, Krasotka. I feel you tightening up, focus on that feeling building right here—" he puts a hand on the lowest bit of my stomach "—let it take over, baby. I've got you."

"I…" I lose my words and my breath, pleasure rushing through my body like white-hot lightning. "Oh, yessss!"

My pussy starts to convulse, squeezing and releasing around his thick cock. Shaky intakes of air keep me lucid while he takes me to a level I've never experienced before.

"Mmm, there you go," he growls, keeping pace. His pubic bone brushes against my clit with each consistent thrust, and my mind begins to break.

Noises I can't describe fall from my lips, damp wisps of hair clinging to my neck and chest. My skin burns with a delicious heat, and every touch to my clit radiates through me gloriously.

"Look at the mess you're making," Dmitri tsks with a sexy gleam in his eyes. "Your sweet little pussy is soaking me, baby. Look at you being so good for me, coating my cock in your cum. Do it again, Krasotka."

"A-again?" I gasp.

"Again," he confirms, picking up his rhythm. The hand on my stomach drags down, finding my clit with ease. He starts to twirl it between two fingers before I can ask how to do it again. The first orgasm hasn't even finished when the second one crashes into me.

Every sensation becomes too much, hitting me with a blinding pleasure so unexpected that all I can do is scream.

"Aghhhh!" I cry out, goosebumps peppering down my arms and ribs.

My throat aches, and my eyes slam shut while I fist the bed beneath me, holding on tight. It's too much and yet I can't ask him to stop. I can't even stop myself.

My hips lift and shift to meet his every stroke, addicted to the pleasure he provides.

"Mmmm, perfect," he purrs, dragging his tongue up my breast to wrap it around my peaked nipple. He sucks while he continues to drive into me, teasing every bit of me that he can reach. "My perfect girl, taking everything I give her."

My mouth drops open in an O. "D-Dmitri."

"One more, Krasotka," he tells me, looking up from my tits. "Clench this needy little pussy around my cock for one more peak, baby. I want you coming for me when I fill you up. Come on, you can do it."

"I can't?—"

"Uh-uh," he disagrees. "Yes, you can, love. You're right there, I can feel it. Just a little more—ohhhh, there it is."

I almost don't believe him when he says it, but it's true. I'm fucking coming, again. My hands latch around his biceps, holding on as tight as I can while his muscles flex in my grip.

Dmitri cradles me close, putting his forehead to mine as he lets go. Thrusts become less controlled, movements become shakier, his cock swells up, and eventually, warmth floods me.

"Fuuuck, Krasotka," he groans, coming deep inside of my pussy.

Our lips meet and we kiss each other through it, panting for air while intertwining our tongues. His taste is almost as addictive as his touch.

As our orgasms subside, reality comes crashing back in, and I have no regrets. Everything feels light and airy, like I'm floating among the clouds above us. That was fucking amazing, and I only have Dmitri to thank for it. He didn't just take care of me, he rocked my whole world.

"Are you okay?" he asks softly, pulling his softening cock out of me.

"I'm incredible," I respond, smiling up at him. Looking down, I wince slightly. "Except maybe I should clean up, I feel a little sticky."

He chuckles. "You're so soft and wet right now, though. It's very sexy."

"Is it?" I grin. "I'll have to remember that. Dmitri loves me messy."

"Dmitri loves you, period," he corrects, kissing my nose.

My heart races, a confession bubbling up my chest.

"Such a sweetheart," I tease, kissing his nose back.

"Only to you."

"Just the way I like it."

"I didn't pressure you too much, did I?" I ask, biting my lip. "You're not mad at me, right? You didn't feel like you had to?"

"I knew my cock would be inside you tonight as soon as you asked to feel me bare, Krasotka. You didn't ask for something I didn't want to give. I was trying to be good for you, holding back."

My lips turn up, eyeing him playfully. "You were very good for me, love."

With a chuckle, he kisses the top of my head. "I meant that I was trying to be honorable. If people find out, your name will be whispered for years in certain circles. I don't ever want you to feel like you were so close to something and I took it away from you at the last minute."

"Being a virgin before marriage isn't important to me," I promise. This is it, the time to lay my feelings out. "I've always been interested in sex, the only thing I was waiting for was you. I was waiting to be in love."

"If it's love that you need, you have nothing to worry about, Jade."

Smiling up at him, I whisper, "I know."

Dmitri cups my face, gazing at me with adoring eyes.

"Do you want me to say it first?"

"So badly."

He nods, holding me close. "I love you, Jade. You have my entire heart and all of my strength. I'll never stop being yours, no matter what."

"No matter what," I echo, the words like the biggest weight being lifted off of my shoulders. "I love you too, Dmitri. I'm yours too, always."

I could die today happily.

I've got everything I've ever dreamed about.

A family and an epic love that no one can take from me.