He closed his eyes and her heart dropped. He opened his eyes and the heat was there. He backed her up against the side of the building until only his body held her up, because her knees had gone completely weak. Her hands went up behind his neck and he hissed his approval. He shifted until her breasts were flat against his chest, except for her hard, peaked nipples begging for attention. His hand snaked below her dress and she couldn’t breathe when she felt his fingers brush her panties, her wet panties. A finger followed the line of her moisture, rubbing once and then twice. She gasped his name as his mouth came down on hers and his fingers pressed against her through her panties.
“Your pussy is wet for me, it will allow my cock into your body and it tells me what I need to know. You don’t have to have experience. For this to be good for the both of us you have something much better than that, you have desire. Our time together will be extremely good, for the both of us.”
Still trembling, she laid her head on his chest and sank into him. Her fears began to dissipate, anticipation building up inside of her.
Laughing as she followed Dmitri out of the elevator her nerves began to stretch. They had the most amazing day, the boat ride to see the city, the Shedd Aquarium, and a walk along the beach had ended with dinner at Dmitri’s condo. Dmitri had been right, Misha had flirted outrageously. Dmitri handled it without throwing a punch, although it had seemed a very tight grip he had around his brother’s throat as he told Misha no more flirting. After Misha’s promise to behave, Dmitri had relaxed and Elise had enjoyed watching them interact together. It was obvious that Dmitri loved and was proud of Misha becoming an accomplished heart surgeon. It was equally obvious that Misha adored and still saw Dmitri as a hero. Elise didn’t want the night to end, but knew it had to.
He walked her up to the door of her room and slid a kiss along the side of her cheek before he breathed goodnight, and then he went into his own room.
The next morning she dressed in the new clothes that had been unpacked for her and found Dmitri already going over a contract, coffee in hand.
“Have you eaten?”
“No, I was waiting for you.” He picked up her hand and tugged her to him. She went right into his lap, and sighed as she felt his thick desire beneath her bottom. “I didn’t sleep last night.” A hand slid down her thigh and her hand was in his hair pulling him to her lips. Their kiss was hot and desperate, “Sweetheart, you’re killing me here. I made the appointment for you. They can get you in over lunch. Why don’t you take the morning off and have a look in the shops nearby before your appointment?”
“Are you sure? You don’t need me?” Surprise had her pulling back.
“Elise, can’t you feel just how much I need you?” He moved and liquid fire shot right through her pussy as she felt him rub against her. He sighed, “Go shopping, sweetheart, I need a little time to get myself under control.” He stroked her back even as he eased her off his lap.
Her legs were wobbly as she stood. She felt bad for him, it was obvious he was in pain and she wished she could help him. Her mind flashed to everything she had read last night. Like him, she had been unable to sleep. And despite his assurance she would be good for him, she had decided to do her best to make sure of that.
So, like anything she wanted to learn more about, she decided to read up on making love. Until last night, her e-reader was filled with soppy ‘fade to black’ romance and classics like Jane Austen. Now, it was filled with some of the most popular erotica she could find. It had been an extremely long night, filled with things that had her panting and longing to bang on Dmitri’s door to let her in, and others that seemed downright scary. One of the things that had captured her imagination again, and again, would be the thing to provide relief to Dmtiri.
With that thought, she was on her knees in front of him, reaching for his belt. Shock left him unmoving long enough for her to open the belt and the button before his hands were on her wrists. “What are you doing?”
“I’m helping you get your sanity back.” He didn’t move so she did, her lips kissed him though his pants and she felt him twitch and stiffen below her mouth. He hissed her name between clenched teeth. She opened her mouth and licked at him, she remembered the word he used yesterday and the same word had littered story after story. It sounded so very lewd and so very titillating at the same time. “Don’t you want me to suck your cock? I want to know what you taste like, please.”
She moaned as she rubbed her face against him, one of her wrists was freed when he captured her chin and brought her eyes to him. “Where the hell is this coming from?”
“You, I want you, and I’m having just as hard of a time as you are.” Her free hand snaked into his pants and captured the hard length of his cock, through his boxer briefs. He closed his eyes and his head fell forward.
He was working hard to breathe, she smiled as she watched him shudder at her touch. “Your first sexual experience, I want it to be better than you down on your knees.”
Elise paused, her chest expanded at his words, they touched her deep inside. She rose, her hands sliding up his body as she did, he trembled where she touched. Sliding back onto his lap, she stroked his cheek. “My first sexual experience was like many women’s, in the backseat of a car. That first time you looked at me in the back of the car in Miami. It was scary and not nearly enough of what we both felt, but now I can see it for what it was. So, Dmitri let me do this. Let me take you back to bed and I’ll do it there. I want to do this very badly.” She was embarrassed to say it out loud, so she whispered the words in his ear, “I touched myself last night, as I imagined taking you into my mouth. I want to taste you.”
He picked her up and they crossed the room in record time. He sat on the edge of the bed and set her down beside him. She was up on her knees, pushing him down. He went easily, with a sigh. She was so excited she fumbled as she pulled the zipper down, and then he was there. Pushing down his pants and his underwear, her pussy clenched at the sight of him springing free. He was so big, both long and thick around. Her hands caressed him, learning his heat and the silk of him and then she leaned down and licked the tip that had a drop of moisture like a tear for her. The taste was different, salty, tangy and oddly sweet. Opening her mouth wide she sucked him into her mouth. A hand twisted in her hair and the taste and feeling of him in her mouth was intoxicating.
She took him as deep as she could, and then let him slide from her mouth. Licking along the length of him again, and again, finding the taste of him addictive. The feeling of him inside her mouth was the only thing her body knew. His hips went up to meet her mouth and she became wet for him, wishing he was inside her empty pussy. She moved down then, to the base of his shaft, she found the soft silky pouch of his balls. Sucking the sac into her mouth, she loved the feel of it there. He moaned her name. Her attention was back on the long length of him and trying to take him deeper into her mouth. He murmured a plea and she complied, one hand stroking him as she worked to take him in her mouth. He warned her then that he was going to come and she was ready. When it happened, she welcomed it, pleased that she had brought him to that point. The taste of him lingered in her mouth as she continued to move on his now limp cock.
He pulled her up and across his chest. She was content to lay there as she felt his trembling die out. His hand was in her hair again, and he brought her up to meet his gaze. “Now that I can finally think straight, you need to tell me where that came from really.”
“I just want to please you. Even though you seem sure I’ll please you, when I couldn’t sleep last night, either, I decided to read about it. I, maybe, read some stories that would help me know what to do when the time came.”
“It isn’t about me, it’s about you. I don’t want you doing anything you feel you have to do. Sweetheart, those stories aren’t always real about what happens and how you feel when the time comes.”
“I didn’t feel like I had to. I really wanted to. I wanted to know what you look like, what you feel like. I’m not worried in the slightest about me. Something tells me you have more than enough experience to make it good for me. It was surprising how much I liked many of the stories.”
“Did you really touch yourself last night, thinking of me inside your mouth?’
“Yes, I kept getting wetter and wetter, and then I couldn’t take it anymore. Some of the things in the stories seemed scary, others very appealing and that was the most appealing of them all.”
“When the time comes, your pleasure will be the most important; if something scares you or doesn’t appeal, then it won’t happen.”
“I’ve never doubted that about you for a moment. Can I stay with you today until my appointment?’
He shook his head, “I still think you should go check out the shops. My apologies, but I didn’t realize until yesterday that I neglected shoes to match your new clothes. There are several shops in the area for you to purchase what is needed.”
She sighed. “Okay, but can we at least have breakfast together?”