Touch In The Dark

Chapter 33

Evelyn's POV

Subservient

(Adjective)

Someone who is willing to do what others want him/her to do; Obedient; Humble; Submissive

Dimitri's one large hand holds both of my wrists above my head as his other hand caresses my jawbone, using his thumb to pull my bottom lip down slightly.

"Wait, I- I've never-" I stutter.

"I'll do things you'll never forget piccola." He says as his mouth inches closer to mine.

Flames ignite in my core; I feel the aching that just wants to be relieved. As he places his lips back on mine, I don't pull away or try to fight it anymore. My back arches when his hands find my rib cage as I yearn for his touch.

"There you go, see how your body responds to me? It knows who it belongs to. I bet you're soaking." He smirks as his hand on my ribs travel downwards towards my panties. His hand smoothly unbuttons my pants, so his hand has just enough room to squeeze through.

I feel his finger slide up my covered slit which only makes my back arch more from the pleasure that's erupted.

"Scommetto che hai un sapore fantastico." He groans quietly. My stomach clenches at the sound of his raspy voice.

{I bet you taste amazing.}

His hand above my head releases my wrists as I feel a hasty tug at my jeans. Before I know it, my jeans are disregarded onto the floor leaving me only in my shirt, bra, and panties.

Dimitri's head lowers then he lifts my legs around his shoulders. A spike of insecurity hits me. What is he doing?

"What're you doing?" I ask trying not to sound shocked.

I almost moan out by just seeing his eyes shoot up from his position. His blue-green orbs violently blaze like a fire that can't be put out.

"I'm going to see how good you taste." His fingers push my panties aside, exposing me.

My hands absentmindedly cover my privates only to have both of my hands pinned to my sides.

A moan escapes me as I feel his mouth latch to my core. His tongue expertly circles around my sensitive nub. How can something so weird feel so good? Do I taste gross?

His tongue finds my entrance and shoves inside me, making me squeal in surprise. My legs begin to shake from the feeling of him sliding his tongue in and out of me.

"Go ahead piccola, cum on my face." Dimitri growls in dominance.

Pressure builds in my core; I've never been able to make myself cum before. I thought I was broken. Can he really make me cum by just doing this?

His mouth returns to my clitoris and my insides start quivering. A load moan fills the room as the pressure becomes almost unbearable.

Then it explodes. I let go of whatever my body was holding. An intense feeling of pleasure overwhelms my system as my core convulses.

"Good fucking girl." He says as his head lifts from in between my legs. His mouth has the sheen of my juices all around it. My legs continue to shake as he takes them off of his shoulders.

My mind is clouded with ecstasy. All I want is something inside my core, I need him.

"Don't give me those eyes piccola. I can't fuck you yet." His words cut through me like a hot knife slicing through softened butter. Was I supposed to do something while his mouth was on me?