Morning After

The light of dawn awakened me from my sleep. I blinked, looking around the room, which was now mine. While running my fingers through my hair, I wiped away my drowsiness. My hands simultaneously removed the necklace and earrings as I went to the closet. I seized the emerald satin robe and threw it on my naked body before heading downstairs. Callista and Dimitri were standing there drinking coffee. Dimitri was shirtless, wearing only trousers, but Callista wore a tight-fitted crimson dress with matching heels.

"You're awake," Callista smiled before offering coffee.

"Do you have anything stronger?" I asked.

Dimitri smirked before Callista turned around and took a bottle of champagne from the fridge. She poured both of us a glass. A devious yet grateful look flashed across her face.

"Thank you," I graciously accepted before drinking.

"I will return the jewelry, then I have a few errands to run," Callista remarked, "Dimitri will drive you home."

I accidentally gulped down the rest of my champagne, "I can take a taxi or something."

She turned her full attention to me, "If you're going to be with me, he'll be around. You two should get to know one another."

My mind recalled the conversation she and I had last night before she devoured me. I looked to see her giving Dimitri a quick peck on the lips, then did work on me. She pressed her lips upon mine before grabbing the necklace and earrings from the countertop.

"I'll call you," she concluded before exiting the house.

My eyes shifted over to Dimitri. His shirtless body was still in delicious shape, and the way his ab muscle connected to his s-line was a sight that would never be tiring. I seized the bottle and poured myself another glass.

"How are you?" he broke the silence.

"I'm okay," I answered.

He placed the coffee mug on the counter, "How does your body feel?"

I exhaled my nerves away, "I'm good. Nothing hurts if that's what you're asking."

His eyes studied me, "She must have been gentle on you."

My heart began to quicken in my chest, "She gave me an experience I'll never forget."

"How about me?" he asked.

An intense rush of heat awakened my body. He was eager to know if he left an impression on me just as she had. Part of me wanted to play with him, "No."

"No?" he repeated.

"No," I lied, "She did everything. You fucked her while watching me."

"You turned away from me," he reminded.

"I didn't want to upset your wife."

A look of understanding overtook him, "Why don't you take a shower, and I'll take you home."

"I can shower at my place," I rejected.

"You have lipstick all over your chest and neck."

My hands began caressing my skin like I was looking in the mirror.

"You have one in your room," he pressed.

With that, I made it upstairs. Walking inside sent memories of the previous night rushing through my head. I turned to my right, revealing the bathroom. It was huge—the tile floors, matching vanity, with an oversized mirror. The toilet had a separate little room for privacy. The shower was huge, with a hanging waterfall shower head. Once the water warmed up, I stepped under the rushing stream, sending a shiver of relief throughout my body. My massaging fingers ran through my hair, mixing in the water.

Suddenly, two massive hands engulfed my hips, the fingertips pressing exactly where Callista had the night before. I glanced over my shoulder to see Dimitri naked, fully erect, and behind me. My eyes widened, and he applied more pressure on my hips.

"Ugh!" I cried out.

My body caved in on itself, my arms bracing me upon the wall. I felt his rough finger sliding intrusively over my swollen clitoris. His other hand gripped my hip to prevent me from escaping his touch. A familiar piercing sting rippled throughout my body as he slid his finger inside with no mercy.

"Wait!" I gasped.

"I'll give you something to remember," he whispered.

"Please," I whimpered.

He began moving his finger in and out of me vigorously. The sweet sting rippled my spine and made my knees tremble and weaken. The hand that was once holding me in place was now wrapped around my waist, supporting me. He applied more intensity with his strokes and began to pound his finger inside of me harder. The burning heat rushed throughout me, pulsating from my fingertips to the tips of my toes.

"Ugh!" I cried, "Ah!!"

He twirled me around by my waist and looked down into my eyes. The burning intensity was about to devour me, and he pressed his lips onto mine. Pressing firmly while shoving his tongue inside my mouth, he grabbed my head with both hands, locking me into place. There was nowhere for me to run and no escape. His tongue ravaged mine over and over again until my lips swelled. My legs splayed apart by his knees, exposing all of me for his taking. Two fingers slid inside of me.

"Ugh!" I broke our kiss with a cry.

Dimitri dropped to his knees and began stroking the entrance of my sex vigorously with his tongue. My swollen clitoris was mercilessly tickled, making me cry louder and louder. He lifted one of my legs around his shoulder, giving him more access to me. His fingers began to quicken in harmony with his stroking tongue as I felt my body getting wetter and wetter. This wasn't the plan. I just wanted to tease him.

"Dimitri!" I cried out, "Please!"

He rose, pressing his face harder into my sex, lifting my other leg around his head. My body slid up the wall as he stood, causing my legs to latch onto him. His massive arms wrapped around my thighs to hold me firmly against his mouth.

"I'm swollen, please!" I begged.

He adjusted my body so his eyes could meet mine. "I'm not done with you yet," he said.

He returned to what he was doing, shoving his tongue inside me.

"Please!" I cried.

The swelling began to build a familiar feeling inside of me. I was about to cum. My hips arched as his pace quickened, and a rush of heated release flooded me. My body tightened and repeatedly released over his tongue. He groaned in response to my taste.

"Dimitri!" I called.

My body jerked and squirmed as the explosion subsided, slumping into him. He wrapped my weak legs around his body and lifted my ass, taking me with him. My heavy-lidded eyes opened as he placed me on the bed, leaning over my splayed legs with eyes full of energy.

"Wait," I hesitated as he began positioning himself between my thighs.

"What's wrong?" he asked, "Are you afraid?"

Was I? My head was still cloudy from my orgasm. The head of his erection pressed gently into my opening, and I jerked back in retreat. My body propped itself up, hurrying away on its forearms to no avail. He towered over me, my wrists bound in his grasp, pinning me down. His intensity was intoxicating as his mouth latched onto me in a fit of rage, and I could not fight him off as his tongue rubbed ruthlessly against mine. I groaned, gasping for a lick of air, but he refused to let me leave. His lips left mine abruptly and bit down upon my neck.

"Dimitri!" I moaned.

The head of his cock firmly pressed against my squirming wet entrance, allowing the tip to penetrate me. A burning, stinging pain erupted throughout my body.

"Ugh!!" I exclaimed, jerking my head back.

He remained still, and I quit squirming. I began panting for air when he pressed deeper inside me, causing the burning, stinging pain to grow. My wetness from orgasming earlier was inviting him inside of me with ease. I began to squirm again, and a whimper erupted in my throat.

"Are you okay?" he asked.

My cheeks blushed as I locked onto his eyes. There were no thoughts in my head, only longing, yearning, and passion. I arousingly licked and bit my bottom lip while gently pressing down on his erection, shoving it deeper inside me. His thickness stretched me out like elastic, and he rushed in the rest. My once lusting passion turned to pain, causing my body to try running away from his intrusion. His grasp was firm around my wrists, and my resistance was only pinning me down firmer into the mattress. This foreign intrusion stretching me out was making me lose control.

"Ahh!" I lost control, throwing my head back, "Ah!"

"Shh," he whispers, "Try to relax your body and quit tightening up."

I whimpered in response, unable to quit squirming against him. The sting was becoming more unpleasurable. He shoved my wrists in one hand and two fingers in my mouth. My eyes flew open in confusion.

"Suck," he commanded, "Get them wet so I can play with your clit."

I obeyed. My mouth wrapped around his thick fingers, slathering them in my saliva. When he was content, he removed them from my mouth and gently began to play with my wet slit.

"I'll keep squirming if you touch me like this," I pleaded.

"Try to control it. You've been controlling it this entire time," Dimitri stated.

My pleading turned to confusion.

"You were looking at me with your hungry eyes in the shower. You pressed my face harder and harder into you while eating you out, just like you did my dick," he continued, "You were moving too fast. That's why I had to restrain you. It's your first time. Don't rush it. Let yourself enjoy it and learn, so you can teach if you cross a boy who can't fuck."

As I listened to his words, my body relaxed around him. The pain disappeared, but a small pinch remained. He slowly began moving in and out of me.

"Ugh!" I broke free from his grasp and latched onto him.

My nails dug into his back more profoundly with each thrust I took. His arms now pinned my legs, opening my body to receive every inch of him. His colossal cock repeatedly stretching my body sent a burning sensation I've never felt rush.

"Ugh!" I cried out.

His mouth was on mine, silencing my echos of pleasure. My tongue rubbed roughly against his, trying to match his intensity. His fingers began quickening their pace as his hips moved circularly. Everything overwhelmed my senses as my legs broke free of his embrace to shift the spot he was hitting inside me. One of his massive hands pinned my hip down, refusing to let me move, continuing his circular thrust within me.

"Ah!" I cried, my legs latching at his hips, begging him to change the pace.

Dimitri's eyes open, examining my face, and his hips quit moving for a moment, "You're taking it well for being a virgin."

My eyes locked onto his, and our drunken lust matched one another. Abruptly he pulled his cock out of me, leaving my body restless. He turned over next to me and held out his hand in invitation. Without thought, I took it. He pulled me on top of him with strength, positioning me perfectly. Adjusting myself upon his cock with one hand, I braced myself upon his hard chest. With a deep exhale, I pressed every inch of him inside me.

"Ah!"

He sat up, holding onto my trembling body, "I told you, slow down."

I gazed into his concerned eyes, "I can't help it. I needed you inside of me."

He eased back down, and both hands seized my hips, "I'll move you. Arch your hips to find out where you like to be pounded. That way, you'll get yourself off faster."

"How will I know," I blushed.

"Your body will tell you," he replied, rubbing one of his hands upon my cheek before placing it back at my hip.

I bit my lower lip, and he lifted his hips inside of me while shifting my hips down. I was uncertain of what I was feeling. He got into a rhythm, and the pace quickly hardened with each thrust. A numbing electrical sensation throbbed throughout my entire body, causing my nipples to tingle and the tips of my toes to pulsate in unison.

"Ugh!" I cried out.

"Right there," he growled, continuing the motion.

I uncontrollably moaned with each thrust, "Dimitri!"

"Not yet," he stopped the two of us altogether.

"Please," I pleaded to try to move, but his grasp was firm on my hips. I frowned in submission.

"You're cute when you get angry," he commented.

I blushed, turning away. He pulled me off him and then positioned me on all fours with the tips of my toes hanging off the bed. He stood behind me, sending a shiver of curiosity down my spine. When he placed his thumbs on my hips and applied pressure in a circular motion, I began to curl into a ball like a cat. My hand was gripping the sheets, trying to regain control.

"Spread your legs and arch your back the best you can," His hot whisper sent another ripple down my body.

I obeyed his command, and within seconds I felt the tip of his cock at my entrance. His body leaned over me, caging me in with his hands on both sides of mine. I could feel his hot breath roll down my neck, sending shivers.

"It can get intense," he whispered, "Tell me if it hurts or if I need to slow down."

I became shy, unable to look back at him.

"I don't want to hurt you," he rubbed one hand roughly along my spine. I arched into his touch with a moan, "Be a good girl and tell me," his rough massage rolled up my spine, grasping the nape of my neck. My body arched back into his, shoving his cock inside me, "Such a naughty girl."

His grip on my hair tightened as he began pounding inside me.

"Ugh!" I cried out. The sensation I felt within my body became indescribable.

He pulled back, releasing my hair and seizing my hips in his grasp. He began moving my hips in motion with his. A burning sensation began to overtake my body.

"Wait!" I pleaded.

He didn't listen. Instead, he deepened his intensity, and the burning in my body became electrifying. His body leaned over me with a final mind-numbing pound.

"Ah!!" I cried out on the brink of ecstasy.

"You needed to be taught a lesson," he growled in my ear, seizing the nape of my neck once more and spanking me firmly with his other hand.

"Ugh!" I moaned from the pleasurable sting.

"Slow down," his growl deepened.

I felt like a cowering puppy beneath him while pressing his hips deeper inside. My arms gave out to my forearms as I did my best to maintain my arch in my back for Dimitri, pushing myself into him with another moan. His hands began to move my hips back and forth again, my hands clutching the bedsheets. The pressure was building inside me so quickly, but then his pace began to slow, and the torture from earlier was settling in.

"No!" I cried, "Please don't stop! I need this. I want to feel it, please!"

He laughed, rolling me onto my back, "You cute little virgin. Well, I guess now that belongs to me."

He climbed over me, and my eyes latched onto him, pleading for him to end my torment, "I didn't give it to you. You took it."

"I wanted you last night, but you were wary of my wife's feelings, which I admire. You're pretty young, and to be so selfless is a rare beauty. Today, when you came downstairs in that robe, I knew I needed to have you. To be inside of your tight virgin hole. To make you cum."

His words were like ecstasy in my ears, "Please make me cum."

"Wrap your legs around me and push me inside you," he commanded.

His thunder-cloud eyes were solid and unyielding, and I obeyed. The pinching burn subsided as his hips began rocking back and forth. This time, the intensity began to throb throughout my entire body, and he started pounding inside me—my hand seizing clumps of my hair in deep ecstasy.

"Dimitri!" I whimpered, "I'm going to cum!"

His pace quickened, and a hot, heavy explosion sent ripples throughout my body. I clung to his back, digging my nails into his flesh and ripping it apart.

"Ugh!" he cried, thrusting his hips deep inside me. I felt his cock tremble, then pulsate within me. A warm heat followed.

He just came inside of me.

His body trembled as he looked down at me. I lay limp, unable to move, "I'll buy you the morning-after pill."

His cock slipped out of me and made his way over to the nightstand. He pulled out a pack of cleansing wipes and began wiping what seemed like blood from his cock. I glanced down at my inner thighs to see the crimson color, and the red satin sheets also had a small dark red circle. Embarrassment flooded over me, and my cheeks heated red. I covered my face and then wet a cool, wet cloth on the inside of my thighs. My head jerked up to see Dimitri wiping my blood off of me.

He looked at me with reassurance, "Don't be shy. You were a virgin, and it happens. I'll have housekeeping clean your sheets before you come back."

My head dropped back down to my reddened inner thighs, the burning intensifying on my cheeks. Before I could think, his lips pressed gently into mine, breaking my train of thought.

"Finish taking a shower, then I'll take you home," he commented while caressing my bare breast, "Be a good girl, do as you told."

My body was submissive before my mind could object. I felt a sharp sting on my buttocks as Dimitri's hand made contact.

"Ugh," I whimpered.

"Go on," he deviously smirked.

I returned to the already running shower, standing under its rushing hot stream. I could feel the slight sting and my hands along my thighs. A married, handsome, wealthy man just fucked me. He devoured every inch of me, something I'll never forget, just like he promised.