Page 35 of Restless Ink

“You’ll see.”

Then he walked her back to the bed and slowly laid her down, her arms above her head, tied up in her shirt. He lay between her spread legs, willing himself not to touch her below the waist and make them both lose their minds, not when he wanted to pay special attention to her breasts.

“Oh, I see.” She laughed, then let out a groan when he sucked on her nipple through her bra. He reached around her back, undid the clasp, then pushed the whole thing up so he could see all of her.

“You look so fucking beautiful.”

“You’re not too bad yourself. If you angle just right, your cock can slide right in.” She didn’t move her hips, though. He wasn’t wearing a condom yet and was beingverycareful where he touched her. They weren’t at the part of their relationship where he could go bare. They were still in the beginning stages, no matter how it felt when he was near her.

He licked and sucked on her nipples until they were dark red, and she squirmed beneath him. And when he wanted to touch her, when he wanted to slide deep inside her, he bit down gently, using his fingers to delve between her legs. Heat radiated from her as he slid one, then a second finger into her, stretching her as he worked his way inside. And when she came, he had his mouth on hers and had to think about anything but what she felt like beneath him so he wouldn’t come.

She blinked up at him, her eyes dark, her pupils wide as she struggled to catch her breath. As he was the same way and he hadn’t come yet, he didn’t blame her.

“Condoms are in the drawer.”

He kissed her, then left her where she was, her hands above her head, her bra askew…looking glorious. He quickly went to her nightstand and opened the drawer, only to find himself grinning.

Dimitri slid the condom over his length, but when he went back to her on the bed, he wasn’t empty-handed.

Her eyes widened. “Um…Dimitri?”

“I’ve never seen a vibrator like this.” He grinned. It was small, fit perfectly in his hand, and had a nozzle-like opening at the top. “What does it do?”

She swallowed hard, and his gaze went to the long lines of her throat. The fact that she hadn’t moved her arms made his balls tighten.

“It blows little puffs of air on my clit. Like when someone goes down on me.”

“Like I would when I go down on you.”

She nodded. “Yeah. But Dimitri, I need you inside of me. I…I’ll come really hard with that and I’ll be a mess.”

He leaned beside her, his hand and the vibrator going between her legs. “Let’s see, shall we? You tell me to stop, and I will.”

“Don’t stop.” Her mouth parted, and he pressed the on switch. It wasn’t as loud as other vibrators or even his cock ring, and it took him a moment to figure out exactly the best place to place it over her clit, but he knew from the way her breath quickened and her nipples hardened, that he’d found the sweet spot.

Again.

This time, when she came, she shouted his name, her legs clamping around his hand. He quickly turned off the vibrator after moving, then positioned himself between her legs, sliding into her with one thrust.

Her inner walls were still shuddering, and when he was inside her to the hilt, they both groaned.

“Dimitri.”

He leaned forward, took her lips, and quickly undid her shirt and bra so she was free to touch him all over. And when she did, he pistoned in and out of her, his mouth on hers, his hands on her body. Her hands roamed as well, and when his balls tightened again, he took her mouth and came. Her body shook beneath his, and she clamped down around him.

He shook with her, and soon they were holding one another, their bodies still connected, and he knew from this moment on, nothing would be the same.

She was his.

And now he had to figure out what to do about it.

What theycoulddo about it.

Chapter 15

Thea knew she shouldn’t be nervous, but she couldn’t help the butterflies flitting around inside her stomach. This wasn’t the first time she’d given this presentation—not that it was an actual presentation—but it was the first time she was going to tell her parents exactly what her next plans were.

Plans that didn’t center around finding a husband or having children. Her parents had never been the type to push her in that direction, but there was always a kernel of worry that they’d be disappointed she was once again focusing on her business.