Spreading my legs, I slid a hand down my stomach and over my mound, a hiss leaving me as I found my clit. Dmitri rolled the condom on in seconds, ditching his pants as he joined me on the bed with a growl that spoke of his hunger for me without saying a word.
“Are you ready for me, temptress? You want my cock?” he asked as he positioned himself between my legs.
I whimpered as I felt the head of his cock notch at my entrance. “Yes! Yes, please!”
That was all he needed to hear. Burying his face in my neck, he nipped at my skin as he snapped his hips forward,driving himself deep into my body in one rough move. I was stretched in a way I never had been before, and there was a pinch of pain, but that was so quickly overcome by the pleasure of being filled so completely that I cried out in pleasure when he sank all the way inside.
“Oh… it’s so good,” I said, my hands moving to his back and stroking it as his impressive muscles contracted and released with each hard thrust into my body.
He didn’t ease into fucking me with shallow thrusts or easy movements. He moved like a man possessed, pounding me into the mattress in a way that was rough and satisfying and all-consuming.
The bed squeaked and I moaned. Dmitri couldn’t seem to keep his mouth off me, sucking my neck, kissing my lips, and nipping my skin in small ways that didn’t really hurt but caused a jolt of surprised pleasure.
I was pinned beneath him, and it felt so good to be dominated like this. He was taking what he needed from me, but he wasn’t a selfish lover. I was riding high on the pleasure of this right there with him.
Suddenly, he shifted our positions, holding my hips as he rolled onto his back so that I was straddling him. The transition was so unexpected that it took me a moment to get my bearings. My hands rested on Dmitri’s chest as I leaned forward, lifting my hips until only the tip of his big cock remained inside me. Then I slammed myself down, drawing a grunt from him as his body jerked. I did the same move over and over again, the wet sounds of our bodies colliding in an almost crude way that drove me wild.
I started to feel a tightening deep in my core, the result of barreling toward a climax that I wanted more than anythingin the world. I called out his name as I spasmed against him, coming hard.
“Holy fuck,” Dmitri ground out between his teeth. “You’re squeezing me so damn good.”
Jacking his hips up one final time, he went rigid as he found his own release, the tendons of his neck going taut, and his hands squeezing my hips in a bruising grip.
We were both motionless for an extended moment, catching our breath and looking at each other in the dim lighting. It suddenly felt more intimate than sex between strangers had any right to feel.
I didn’t know what to make of that, so I moved off of Dmitri, collapsing on the bed beside him on my back. My legs felt weak, and my heart was pounding against my ribcage.
The room seemed too quiet after everything we’d just done, but I didn’t know what to say now.
Dmitri got up, moving to the bathroom as he pulled off his condom. He flicked on the light and disappeared from sight for a moment. I heard water running and then he reappeared with a wet washcloth in his hand.
I sat up and took it from him, avoiding eye contact. It was probably silly to be self-conscious after what we just did, but there was something awkward about cleaning up the wetness between my thighs, even if Dmitri was the one to get me so worked up.
Despite that, my self-esteem was soaring as I tossed the washrag aside and got under the blankets beside Dmitri. I’d been feeling a bit uncertain about my own sex appeal since I discovered Jason’s cheating, but I felt like a part of me had healed tonight.
Dmitri lay on his back, pulling me close to him until my head was resting on his chest with his arm curled around my back and his hand resting on my bare hip. The steady rise and fall of his chest was relaxing, and I enjoyed having his warmth enveloping me.
“You know, this is all strange for me,” I said. “I know I might have come off as sure of myself at the bar, but I’ve never really slept with a stranger before.”
I wasn’t sure why I was confessing this. Maybe I just wanted to get to know the man that I just screwed.
“I had a feeling that was the case.”
I chuckled. “So, I didn’t fool you with my flirting?”
“Your flirting was just fine, temptress. But I have a way of reading people, and I suspected you’re the relationship type.”
“And yet, here I am.”
My hair was in a messy bun when we met, but it had come undone during our sexy time, and he started to run his fingers through the brown strands, untangling them with a gentleness that surprised me. “Everyone needs to step out of their comfort zone every once in a while. It’s good for sorting out the shit in your head. Did it help?”
I thought about the powerful orgasm I just had, and heat rushed through me. “Well, it certainly helped with something.”
Dmitri chuckled.
“Are you staying the night?” I asked. “Do you have to work early or anything like that?”
He let out a long exhale. “Nope. I’m in the construction business, but I run the company, so no one’s going to give me shit if I come in a little late tomorrow.”