Chapter 46: Chapter 46

Dmitri forcefully gets me out of his car and carries me in his shoulder like a child. I don’t even know what city we are in, where we stopped, where we went, or where our route was.

All throughout the trip, all I did was piss him off, so he would let me go. But he didn’t. Now, he carries me to this building that I couldn’t recognize because of my tipsiness.

Without any strength left inside my body, I just let him carry me according to his will.

“Where are we going?”, I ask but receive no response at all.

From my position, I could see him press the elevator button, the top button engraved with the letter “P”. I thought, “Are we going to his penthouse?”

A few more minutes, the elevator dings, and he goes out of the elevator. Then he enters another elevator, a smaller one with gold-plated rails on each side.

We enter then alight after just a minute, as the door opens, I try to open my eyes, and a gigantic bed welcomes me.

So it figures, this elevator has direct access to his bedroom, and possibly only he has the access to it.

He puts me down to bed and enters another room, so I sprint to the elevator and try to escape. But I just found out that it uses a fingerprint sensor for the button.

He chuckles. I turn around and see his hand on his pocket while confidently approaching me, “You can never get out of here unless I want you to, so stop wasting your effort and lie on the bed.”

I guard my breast by crossing my hand in front of me and making a ridiculous remark, “Oh no, I am not yet ready, I am still a virgin,” then I laugh with my own childish tipsy attitude, “Oh, wait, I am no longer virgin. So are you going to have sex with me even if we aren’t together?”

His face frowns leading him to throw my wasted body on the bed. Then he goes on top of me and pins me to bed while securing my arms sideways.

“Cooperate or I swear to God, I will punish you hard tonight, Ava. You are not going to like it when I do you hard, trust me,” I can see him panting trying to control his sexual urge.

“Do me,” I dare him to give up on his urges. His words are enough to make me wet, and my drunkenness is enough to let him consume me.

“No, I’ll do you when you are sober, Ava, for now, I’ll do this for you,” he smirks and he begins to undress me.

He slides down both my straps off my shoulders. And then he gently removes my silver silk evening dress from my torso to my legs.

His hands intentionally rub my skin provocatively as he removes it. My wetness overflows causing me to arch my back.

Now, I only have my nipple cover and my sexy underwear on my body.

I begin to feel hot and my body begins to sweat despite the low temperature in his airconditioned room.

As he removes my underwear, I grab the expensive bedsheet and escape a moan.

“Uh, Dmitri, please, don’t do this if you’re not going to have sex with me,” I plead to him.

But he gazes at me and my body and speaks up, “This is what you get for going out with another man, Ava.”

He coldly blows over and over at my womanhood, causing my temperature to rise uncontrollably.

“Dee, please, I didn’t make out with Seid, we are over,” I explain to him as I grab his hair.

Then he stops blowing and faces me, “But you let him touch you. You hug him. And witnessing it drives me crazy as if I want to kill that idiot man.” Then he goes after my clitoris and rubs it in between his two slender fingers.

“Uh, ah, uh, please, please. I’m sorry, please have sex with me, own me now, I beg you,” and pulls his hair even tighter.

“Don’t you ever let any other man touch you, you hear me? Answer!” he commands me as he continues to play with my clitoris and the opening towards the gates of happiness.

“Yes, yes, now get inside me, please!” I squeal with uncontrollable pleasure.

He sniffs me over and over and then exclaims, “Now, you are mine, Ava! Mine alone!”

Then he licks my clitoris bringing me great pleasure. He licks and eats and savors my clitoris.

“Yes, yes, yes,” without even thinking, I let my libido takes charge of that night and just completely surrender myself to him. I let him eat me and consume me in ways that he could.

He sends small kisses to every part of my womanhood, and to my inner thigh and to my ass. He sucks and leaves marks all over me like a master owning his slave.

“Avery, you smell and taste wonderful. Let me make this night even livelier,” he confidently pronounces.

I nod and close my eyes.

He gets off the bed and stands on the side. He removes my nipple cover and undresses. Then he carries me in a matrimonial way and goes somewhere else.

I didn’t have time to appreciate the whole room because my eyes are just focus on him. His eyes are filled with desire tonight, something that he has been suppressing for a long time.

Then a lighted part of his penthouse, which seems like a spotlight to me appears in front of us. An empty jacuzzi towers in a platform. A glass pane separates it from the other part of the room.

A jacuzzi has a specific feature, on the edge of it carves a throne-like chair with a majestic armrest and a backrest.

He pushes the glass door and I immediately smell the scent of a floral aroma. He gently puts me in the jacuzzi and then filled the empty space with flower petals, bubble beads, and mint scent that will stimulate our arousal.

Then he slowly turns the lukewarm water that would fill the tub, and the water starts to flow into my back, feet, palm, and bottom.

“Okay, Avery. Just like the last time, I will make you control your desire. If you succeed, you’ll get what you wish for, if you don’t, no reward,” he says.

“I-I understand,” I stutter.

“So, don’t come until the jacuzzi is full, if you did that, I will enter you, if not, then, you’ll only get a pleasure from my fingers,” he instructs.

“H-how long before it gets filled?” I ask.

“Well, around 30 to 45 minutes, make sure to handle it,” he boasts.

“Y-yes, I will do it.”

“Then, kneel on both your knees and hands and stick out your butt,” he commands me.

“L-like a doggy style?” I shyly ask.

“Yes, like this,” then he guides me which angle to put my hands, how far should I separate my knees, and how I need to recline my back to my neck.

“Let’s begin,” he excitedly says.

He starts kissing my bottom, and my hips, and then he rains kisses on my inner thighs. I groan in pleasure.

Then he begins to spank me and squeeze me gently, which brings me unexplainable satisfaction.

But the best feeling so far is this, now, he enters two of his finger inside me. He continuously plays with my vagina, and motions a circular movement inside me, the same with how a screw driver functions.

There, the burning sensation inside me begins.