Dimitri's Forbidden Submissive(53)

Shifting her weight, she managed bring her foot up between them and kicked him back, his grip loosening enough for her to scramble up a few more steps before he grabbed the edge of her ripped dress. He dragged her back to him and she tore the clasp of the halter top from around her neck, leaving him with a handful of fabric.

From behind her Dimitri snarled, “Sic sukam sim.”

She had no idea what that meant, but he sounded pissed. After reaching the top of the stairs she bolted to the right, intending to reach the bathroom and lock herself in. Before she got three steps he grabbed her ponytail again, but this time when he drew her to him he put her in a head lock her MMA teacher would have loved. She tried to kick him again, but he slammed her into the wall and pinned her there.

It didn’t hurt, but it did limit her options for movement. She struggled against him, calling him every swear word in the book while his hard cock rubbed into her body.

“What do we have here?” Dimitri said in a threatening growl. “A little bitch who thinks she can escape me. I’m going to fuck you and there is nothing you can do about it.”

He shoved his hand between her legs and tore away the pretty white silk underwear that she’d found in his bag. The whole time she kept trying to push him off, but it was like trying to move a boulder. An involuntary cry of pleasure rang out from her when his fingers slipped between her legs and stroked her slit.

“So wet for me. You like this, don’t you. You want me to shove my cock in your greedy cunt.”

“Fuck you,” she gasped out and tried to keep from succumbing to his skilled touch.

“You protest, but your hot pizda sucks at my fingers.”

She was going to assume he meant her pussy, which was indeed clamping down on his long, rough finger slowly pressing into her body. It was such a turn on that no matter how hard she fought him, he was still taking what he wanted from her. Letting herself slip deeper into the role, she gave a whimper and battled the urge to ride his finger that was moving slowly, so goddamn slowly, inside of her.

“Let me go you asshole!” She turned and tried to bite him, but he just pressed her harder against the wall.

He removed his finger from her pussy and fumbled with his jeans while she attempted to squirm out of his hold. Soon the hot flesh of his cock pressed against her and she froze, the wetness from the crest anointing her back. No, if he fucked her she would never be able to resist. Forcing herself to relax, she wiggled her butt back at him and smiled when he growled and slightly loosened his grip on her.

Instead of trying to push him away, she simply dropped her weight, then rolled off to the side. Once again his surprised laugh made her smile and she bolted for the bed, intending to crawl beneath it. Just as she reached the edge Dimitri picked her up and threw her onto the mattress, grabbing her ankle as she tried to scramble away. With a shriek she kicked back at him but he easily dodged her foot. Fuck, he was so strong and such a good fighter that she could give it her all and he would take it without getting hurt.

The thought made her wild and her clit throbbed while she kicked out at him again, tried to hit him, and fought him while snarling incoherent insults. The sheets twisted around their bodies and sweat slicked their skin as she continued to struggle. Dimitri managed to flip her over onto her stomach, his denim-clad legs pressing against hers, but his deliciously bare dick rubbing against her buttocks.

He made a growling sound that sent goosebumps all up and down her spine as he pressed a hand between her shoulder blades and pinned her to the soft mattress. Even though her body was getting tired, she didn’t let up her struggles, incredibly turned on by Dimitri overpowering her. He placed his big thighs outside of hers and managed to get his other arm beneath her hips, raising her butt up and exposing her sex to him. The head of his dick pressed against her and she went wild, thrashing unsuccessfully until he shoved into her with a loud shout.

The moment his engorged crest hit her cervix she screamed, her orgasm detonating in her pussy as she tried to writhe in pleasure, still trapped by Dimitri’s huge body pinning her. He growled again and stroked deep, riding her orgasm and drawing it out until she was making incoherent noises beneath him. He pressed in all the way until his balls slapped against her clit and she could only keen at how stuffed full of his cock she felt, how fucking good.

“Yebanant, your pussy is like silk.” He leaned down, covering her with his body, making her arch against him, trying to get him to move. “Never felt anything better. Heaven.”

She could only moan in agreement as he slowly stroked in and out, his shaft dragging deliciously over the overstretched nerve endings in her pussy. Somehow the tone of their fucking changed into love making and she moaned softly as he swept her hair to the side and began to kiss her neck while whispering things to her in Russian that she didn’t understand, but still broke her heart because of the adoration in his voice. She didn’t need to know the words to know that he cared about her.