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Chapter 64 | The Crime Lord and the orphan

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My eyes flutter open, still half-dazed,
as warmth pulses through my whole body. I blink few times, trying to make sense of it all, only then starting to become aware of large, rough hand cupping my breasts, massaging and playing with my nipples. I supress a moan and try to shift slightly, only to feel another arm wrapped around my neck in light choking hold and hot lips brushing over my neck and shoulder.

I try to make sense of what is happening, a hard thing to do when all I can think of is the pleasure beating through my skin.

Black, silk sheets. Enormous suite. Rough, tattooed hands.

It quickly comes to me that I'm in Dimitri's bedroom, lying completely naked as a little spoon and his hands are roaming over my body. I nearly passed out after that intense orgasm last night so I don't remember much about how I got here.

My breath catches, and a sleepy moan escapes as his mouth trails kisses down my neck, grazing my collarbone and his hand cups my breast harder, thumb flicking harshly across my nipple making me whimper.

"Mhm, morning baby," his voice is low and raspy against my ear and I immediately blush like a tomato.

His hand around my neck flexes slightly as his lips brush over my earlobe, lightly nibbing on it. "G-good m-morning," I stutter, trying to ignore how my whole body is screaming for his touch.

His hand goes up to my other breast, which cups me gently and then softly pressures his thumb onto my nipple. Just that slightest touch makes me bite my lip hard and squeeze my thighs together. I can feel myself becoming wet and sticky between my legs.

His touch makes me so weak, yet I feel a
rush all the same time. He begins to circle his thumb against my sensitive nipple, sending shivers through my spine as I sigh out in pleasure.

Dear God... Never will there be a man that can make me feel as good as Demetrios.

My back arches, but I didn't expect my naked butt to bump straight against his huge, erect manhood. At least he wears his boxer briefs. I gasp lowly as he groans hungrily against my ear, sending tingles all over. His hand goes to squeeze my hip, pushing my butt harder against his penis, his hardness poking against my backside.

"Fuck.. the control I need to have around you, little girl," low grumble seeps from him and my breathing quickens from his lustful voice. "You have no fucking idea." He curses.

He carries onto suck and kiss my neck whilst his other hand abandones my hip and reaches further down my stomach and between my thighs.

Oh, lord.

Only one of his fingers pushes through my folds and drags against me, although as soon as it touches my clit my hips slightly jerk into his touch. A soft moan seeps from me and I lean my head back against his chest, savouring his touch. That's a perfect thing to wake up to.

"You like that?" He huskily groans, beginning to circle my clit as his choking hold becomes tighter. Yes daddy.

I moan, biting down onto my lip as I force
myself to nod. Of course I like it.

"Good girl," he praises as I wriggle against him, my hands gripping onto his arm that's holding my neck.

He rubs on me slowly as I whimper, feeling myself ache in need.

"Mm, moan for me," he hums as he slides down my pussy then suddenly slaps my spread area, making me yelp and flinch.

"Ah!" I whimper from pain mixed pleasure before he goes back to circling my clit. My legs already begin to shake as I let out another moan, pinning my nails harder into his forearm.