Chapter 36: Chapter 36
I gasp as his greatness juggles before my eyes, stiff as if it has its own life. It draws my hand near it, and as I gently touch and feel its hot skin, I hear Dmitri moan, too. My ears fonder at his moaning voice so I continue to touch it up and down in a rhythm. As his voice gets a bit more sensual, and as my hand gets faster for too much excitement he halts me and pins me down on the table.
“Hold still, I will teach you self-control, just put your arms raising and do nothing no matter what, if you move I’ll stop, got it,” he commands me.
So I voluntarily raise both my hands and trust him. His hands move around my breasts and nipples again. He traces them with great pressure and squeezes then releases them simultaneously. I gasp as I let myself feel his touch much more. His warm hands begin to travel down to my flat stomach, my waist, and my lower abdomen. He moves in a circular motion on my lower abdomen which makes me wet even more,
“Oh, Dmitri, please, I am so wet now,” I beg him to do me more, craving for more.
“Patience, baby, we’ll get there,” he says as his hands continue to tease me and my body.
Then he slowly pulls up my short skirt above my waist and seductively pulls down my underwear.
I can tell by the looks on his face how satisfied he is with my womanhood. His eyes shimmer as if he sees a pearl in an opening shell deep in the ocean. His mouth stretches from ear to ear, fascinated by the view he’s been staring at.
“Avery, you never left my mind since our last encounter, I’ve been regretting why I didn’t take advantage of you at that time,” he murmurs, “But this, is way better than I am imagining in my mind each day, spread your legs for me, now,” without hesitation, he demands me to do it, and that’s what I did without any reluctance in my mind.
His face brightens even more, and he starts to sniff the aroma from my lower region. Then all of a sudden, a long flexible object hit the spot that makes me squeal out of joy.
“Uhhh, Dmtri, that’s my, that’s my-”, but he asks me to be a little quieter as his long finger explores my inner being. Then, his thumb lands on my clitoris making me hold his hand. The moment I put down my arms to grab his hand, he immediately spots and stares at me annoyed.
“W-why are you stopping? Please don’t stop,” I question his sulking reaction. But he pulls out the pleasure that I’m feeling, and smells his hand with some sticky translucent fluid from my vagina.
“You smell nice, Ava, I love your scent ever since. But I told you to keep your arms up, didn’t I?”, his voice sounds more serious than ever. I respond in a weak voice and look at him while my cheeks flush because of what he did. I want it more. So I beg him to continue,
“I promise I won’t put it down no matter what, please, please continue, satisfy me, Dmitri, I dare you.”
Once he hears the word ‘dare’, he immediately puts back his finger, but this time, two are inside of me, and it only means, he’s going to double the pressure. Once, again, I feel a hot sensation steaming up inside my body as he plays with every wall inside me with his naughty fingers, then he thrusts and thrusts and goes back and forth of me, with his slender weapons, and even before I can say anything, an inevitable tingling agitation splashes from the inside-out of my womanhood.
Dmitri, then, abruptly throws an assumption, “You came, didn’t you?” I didn’t answer because I wanted to lie, so he could keep going, but he was an expert so he quickly removes his fingers inside of me.
“I already told you, if you-”, his voice raises a bit, but even before he could continue, I get up from my position and lean towards him,
“I’m sorry, I am new to this, the feeling is new, everything is new. Here, let me help you, at least, I can give you a decent hand job for now,” I offer.
I reach for his hardness but he hugs me instead and kisses me on my forehead,
“I am sorry, Avery. You did great,” then he claims my mouth, and our tongue intertwined. Our kiss lasts for several minutes and he ends up with a note saying, “I’ve missed you, Avery. How have you been?”
I smile thinking if this is his way of asking how I was, then I wish he could ask me this every moment of the day, “I’m great, Dmitri. I miss you so bad.”
As we chuckle and cuddle each other, we hear a clicking sound coming from the door which sends me to a panic mode, and now we realize the murmur from the people outside.
“Hey, Dmitri, I’m naked, they will see me, and your, your penis is still hard, what do we do?”
“Leave it to me, I’ll block you, just keep your hands on my neck, so they won’t see you,” he orders me what to do.
That’s why when the door opens, we get different reactions from people. Old gentlemen immediately turn around to avoid seeing Dmitri’s exposed butt. While the ladies, young and old, feast their eyes on his sexy, flawless back, that includes that bitchy receptionist of his.
So I cling my arms tighter around his neck, burying my face on his shoulder, revealing just my eyes, so those girls would feel ashame and look away, and that’s how it goes, except for that woman.
As they continue to mumble, Dmitri shouts with his loud voice, “Everyone out and give us five minutes, to dress up. Whoever takes a picture, or even a single photo of us will cost you your employment, understood?”
Their quietness explains their answer well, so that red-haired woman closes the door.
Dmitri once again claims for my lips and helps me climb down from the table.
I fix my clothes while he wears his pants and zips them up. Though, his manhood is still hard and visible from his tight pants.
“I hate that red-haired, can’t you fire her?” I once again become immature.
“Who, Cullens?”, he curiously asks while he helios me straighten my tops.
“Whoever she is. She thinks you are hers and the way she looks at me, I should have gouged her eyes,” I annoyingly say. He laughs at me and didn’t say anything else. Then he picks my coat and extends his hand to get mine. I reach his hand and hold it. He grabs the door and opens it, he holds his head high as if nothing happens, and in front of everyone, he kisses me on the lips and puts on my coat with me,
“This is my woman, Avery Anderson, I give her access to the main door so make sure not to question her when she uses it, and Ms.Cullens,” he turns to the red-haired, “Ava and I will have some coffee and some golden truffle bars, please prepare it and bring it to the office,” her smile disappears with Dmitri’s demands. He puts her in her place for me, discreetly.
Then he squeezes my hand and goes back to his office.