Giving In
Demitri POV
“Em.” I wave the woman over. Taking out my wallet I hand her money, her eyes looking at me confused. “I require an extra hour with the lady Cherry, and she agrees. Put that with the rest.” I pay the exact same amount, I won’t pay extra because that dick gets it.
Walking back through I see her kneeling. She stayed and waited. Trusted that I would come back? I stare at her amazed.
“You didn’t move?”
“I trusted you to not lie.” Her words are quiet as she stays kneeling. Her eyes are down, and her palms are up.
“You have done this before.” She is in a perfect position.
“Not all men who paid for me wanted pure sex, some wanted a submissive or a slave. So I was trained.”
That is perfect, and as much as I love my submissives, she deserves far more than that tonight.
“On the sofa, little bird.” I watch as she does as I say. Sitting on the sofa I shake my head. “Lie back, I have limited space and resources little bird. But your pleasure comes first.” I walk to her, as she lies back. My lips against hers. I slowly kiss down her body.
She doesn’t speak, and it is strange. I am used to her speaking. I am actually used to vocal women, during sex. I continue to kiss her body, hearing her small moans. She sounds fucking amazing. I settle between her legs, my tongue stroking along, and she grips my hair, my head raising to look at her face.
“Sorry.” She releases me, and I laugh.
“Don’t apologise little bird, hold on, you will need to.” I lower my mouth again and begin to work my tongue around her core, moving it faster and harder. Swirling around her clit I bite down, her scream is loud as she comes. My tongue moves back down, slowly licking up her juices.
Groans escape my mouth. “Little bird, you taste fucking divine.”
I continue to tease her gently. My eyes are on her and she looks worn out, as much as I am wanting to make her scream and come over and over, I can’t. She won’t stay awake long enough to, so maybe next time I can make it up to her? I consider it, next time…Fuck am I crazy, I must be to even be doing this.
I kiss up her body, my mouth kissing along her neck.
“How often do you get fucked little bird, without a condom?”
“Never, they are told they aren’t allowed.” Her words are panted.
“Now that isn’t fair, you should know how it feels with and without.” I lick her neck and feel her shake. “Do I have permission to little bird? Just for a short while.”
I watch as she nods, pushing her hips to me. I feel her hands unfasten my trousers and doubt continues to cloud through me. I know I should say no, refuse, but how can I? I don’t like the limited space! Next time I will have to make sure we have space.
Next time. I laugh in my head, not next time, as there won’t be a next time. I feel her hand stroke along my cock, my head falling back in pleasure.
Her legs lift and wrap around me. Moving, I push forward. The head of my cock pushes into her sex. A moan escapes her lips as I do. I don’t move, I just enjoy the feel of her wrapped around me.
“Please.” Her quiet plea makes me smile, thrusting, I hear her scream. I keep going, slowly speeding up, listening to her moans. Her hands roam across my skin. I feel her sex tighten around me as she orgasms.
My hands grasp her hips tighter as I thrust deeper and harder. Fuck, I should really put on a condom, but she feels amazing. Her nails scratch against my back, and I stop. Pulling back, I grab a condom from the side. It’s all part of the act, to make it look like I fuck the women when I don’t. Well, I didn't, until now.
“I will.” Her hands take it from me, and I watch as she bites against it, tearing it open. Her eyes stay fixed on mine, as she removes it from the foil. Her fingers slowly roll it along my shaft. Kissing down her neck, I bite against it as I push myself into her. My hips move fast instantly. My hand grips her hip, the other wrapping around her throat as I thrust deeper and harder hearing her scream in pleasure.
My eyes are on her face as she orgasms. I feel her sex tighten around my cock and groan feeling my release flood through me into the condom. I continue to kiss her neck while slowing down.
“Thank you.” Her words are quiet, and she looks exhausted, just how much sleep does she get? I feel my head shake. I need to stop thinking about that. I watch as she pushes me up and puts the lingerie back on.
I slide the condom off and look at it.
“I can’t believe I am fucking doing this.” Tying it, I hand it to her.
“I don’t want it.” She shakes her head. She really wanted that, is she crazy though?
“You either take it little bird, or I give him it.” I watch as her hand reaches and takes it. Kissing her cheek I smile.
“Take care little bird.” I sort out my clothes and leave, and he is still there. I walk past him, trying to ignore him because if I say anything I likely won’t stop beating him until he is dead, then what? She goes back to her family? Maybe his wife. She won’t be free that way.