Page 9 of The Broken Promises

“Red!” Katya repeats the safe word. She rises from the horse and pushes me with her hips to stop me. “Fuck you, Mr. Petrovich!”

Declan rushes to the room to stop Katya. He forces Katya to kneel in front of me. The model looks at me with fear, reminding me of how Sasha begged me when I was a monster to her.

"Fail to seduce Dmitri again, and Declan will be the one to punish you," I warn Katya before letting her go.

#

Dmitri

Sasha climbs on top of me after I lean on the headboard. Her wet crotch heats my twitching cock. She gives me a sultry look while holding back her smile. I roll my tongue around my mouth as she rolls her lingerie over her head and throws it at me. I laugh and smell it while she dances on top of my crotch. She gracefully sways her body while raising her hands over her head. Her pussy teases my cock as her hips rotate.

I throw the cloth on the floor and run my palm on her curves. Sasha locks her fingers on my hands and sways her body more. She twists my hands and pushes their backs against her tits. My hands rub against her nipples as she continues to dance.

Sasha groans when my hands press harder against her boobs when she leans to kiss me. I slide my fingers from her hands and hold her neck to stop her from pulling away so early. But she's being a tease! She pulls away before I can stick my tongue deeper into her throat.

I slide my hands to her lovely breasts and play with them while she showcases her sexy dance. Sasha said this was her plan before I invited her to do the threesome. She wanted to put on a show for me, but I screwed it up. It is a good thing we get to have another chance.

Sasha arches her back and places her hands on my thighs, exposing the top of her pussy to me. I knead her tits; she makes body waves with the same rhythm as my hands. My cock pulses harder under her wetness. She releases my thighs and leans to kiss me. Thinking she's only teasing, I keep my tongue away from her. She giggles and chases it in my mouth. She growls her desperation when I push my tongue deep into her throat. Sasha sucks it hard before playing with it using her tongue.

She pulls away, giggling when I massage her clit while she twists her hips. She grabs the headboard and raises her hips so I can move my fingers freely along her slit. I nuzzle her neck and shoulder while she wriggles from the pleasure on her crotch.

My cock becomes impatient when she blows shaky breaths on my face. I hold and steady her hips. Sasha smiles and spreads her thighs wider while holding tightly to the board. She kisses the tip of my nose before kissing me passionately.

“Dmitri,” she calls as I roll my cock along her lubricated slit.

I trace the rim of her pussy; she shakes and hisses. When I push the tip inside her, she slowly puts her weight against my cock, allowing my shaft to slide deeper. I catch her mouth and encourage her to continue kissing me. We lock our lips together while she grinds her crotch against mine. I hold on to her tits while she uses the board to help her move comfortably.

Sasha moves gracefully, prompting me to stop touching her and watch her body sway on top of me. Her moves are rhythmic and intimate. Her stares are sexy and enticing. She's convincing me that I don't need another woman to be satisfied. And I agree with her.

I hold her neck to keep her eyes locked only on my face. She smiles and moves harder against me – like a ballerina riding a bull. Beads of sweat roll down from her forehead and drop on her chest. I pull her close and lick the salty droplets before sucking her skin. Her hands slide from the board and tangle around my neck. I wrap my hands around her waist and counter her hips better.

"Dmitri," she calls while throwing her head back and scratching my head.

Sasha stops swaying her hips and raises her knees to the ceiling. Her thighs spread, giving me a visual of her whole slit. I guide her head down to see our crotches locking against each other. She kisses me and returns to watching my cock thrusting in and out of her.

“Beautiful, isn’t it?” I ask and get a smile for an answer.

Our union produces more wetness on our crotch. Our bodies shake more as our thighs throb. She cuts her nails short to avoid scratching me, but her fingers can almost punch a hole in my skin. She arches her back away from me and pushes her crotch closer to mine. Her right hand clings to my neck; she places the other on my left thigh. We thrust our hips against each other without losing the view of our bodies locking together.

Sasha takes a deep breath and trembles, signaling that she's on the edge of her orgasm. I lick one of her nipples and tell her, "I'm almost there."

She nods and continues to move along with me. My growls grow louder as my body also prepares for the climax. I look at Sasha, and as if we read each other's minds, we increase the intensity of our hips and grind our crotches harder. She erupts a few seconds before me, securing herself by clinging to my shoulder. I release myself to ecstasy and wrap Sasha in my arms. I let her pussy walls milk my cum as they want.

After our body relaxes from all the shudders, Sasha drops on my chest, panting. I scratch her back gently until her breathing becomes stable. I kiss her forehead and consider proposing to her again. But I can't do it until she's ready to admit who she is. Also, I can't marry her until I have ensured her safety.

"I love you," I settle for those words again.

Sasha doesn’t reply but only kisses me. Her actions tell me she’s in love with me. I don’t know what’s holding her back. Is it because of who I am? My connection to the Bratva? Or… I dread asking it, but I can’t stop thinking that maybe she’s still in love with somebody else.

"Just wait a little more," as if reading my mind, Sasha tells me, "I need to be ready for anything before I can say it."

I nod and kiss her. "You can be or do anything you want. Just always be mine."

#

I rise from the bed and reach for a gun when I wake without Sasha on the bed. I calm down when I notice the light in the bathroom. She woke up before me? I must have been so satisfied with everything last night that I continued to dream about it in my sleep.

My forehead creases when I realize she's talking to Lily. The sun isn't even up yet, but she's already on the phone with Lily? I rise from the bed and head to the bathroom to check on her.