Chapter 30
I can feel the weight of Dimitri's presence behind me, his body warm and solid against mine. His movements are slow.
My hands dig into the mattress beneath me, my nails scraping against the soft fabric as the intensity of his thrusts sends waves of sensation through my cunt.
Every movement, every shift of his body, feels like it's pulling me deeper into him. The way his hips moves, so controlled, yet so incredibly powerful, makes my breath catch in my throat. My heart races, the anticipation building as he continues, the slow rhythm of his body on my back gradually picking up speed.
The rapid changes in pace leave me gasping for air, my body quivering under him. I can't keep still, my fingers curling into the mattress, trying to hold on to something, anything, to steady myself. But with every thrust he makes, every deepening motion he gave, I feel like I'm being swept away.
"Dimitri…" I moaned, my voice barely a whisper as the intensity grows.
"You have no idea what you do to me, Ophelia. Every moment with you, every breath you take, it drives me wild." he softly whispered in my ear as his thrusts started to shift, growing faster.
Dimitri holds me from behind, his body pressing against mine.
His lips trail along the back of my neck, sending shivers down my spine with every kiss he planted. The heat of his breath against my skin makes my pulse quicken, and I can feel the intensity in each of his movements as they grow more insistent, more demanding.
I gasp, unable to hold back the wave of sensation that crashes over me as he kisses lower, his lips moving down my back in slow, lingering touches. The contrast between the speed of his movements and the tenderness of his kisses creates a rhythm that pulls me deeper into him.
I close my eyes.
"Ugh... Dimitri..." I moaned, my voice breaking as the sensations build inside me.
I can feel it building within me, that tension, that overwhelming pull. Every movement of Dimitri's body, the way he holds me, pushes me closer to the edge. My breath becomes shallow, and I can't help but tighten, my body responding to the rhythm, to the intensity of him behind me.
But just as it feels like I'm about to tip over, to lose myself completely in the sensation, he shifts. His hands move to my shoulders, gently but firmly, and with one smooth motion, he turns me towards him. Now, I'm facing him, my body trembling as his gaze locks onto mine.
I don't have a chance to adjust before his lips meet mine in a kiss that's both fierce and tender, his hands gripping me as if he can't bear to let go. The sudden shift, the way he pulls me into him, makes my heart race even faster.
"Ophelia..." His voice is thick with emotion, his lips brushing against my ear as he holds me close. I can feel he was slowly inserting his cock inside me, again.
Dimitri pulls me closer and I moaned when he fully inserted his dick back again to my pussy. I can feel the heat of his body against mine as my cunt was throbbing against his.
The moment our lips meet again, he moves slowly yet it was deep, the tip of his dick was hitting my weak spot.
My hands moving up to his chest and with another thrust of his, I felt the orgasm flowing from my pussy.
Dimitri's hands roam to my back, pulling me even closer. I was left nothing but moan and whimper.
"Dimitri..." My voice is barely a whisper, trying to stop him from making another movement.
"I'm sorry to say this, darling, but I'm not done yet," he murmured. His words sent a shiver through me, and I found myself lost in a daze.
Dimitri moved with a steady purpose, his hands and lips guiding me into a space where everything else seemed to fade away. I couldn't help but respond, my body aching for more as he kissed down the curve of my neck and when his lips meets my breast, he wasted no time and sucked it, making me moan for more.
His lips brushed gently against my nipples, his kiss soft but laden with intention. I gasped, the sensation reverberating through me, and I reached out instinctively, pulling him closer as if I couldn't get enough of him.
"Damn, Ophelia..." He moaned my name, his lips brushing against my forehead as he continues to thrust his hips on me with a fast pace, his dick reaching my weak spot and I felt like about to cum again.
Dimitri's movements became more urgent. His hands gripped me with both care and need, his body moving in a steady pace.
I couldn't keep up with the whirlwind of sensations flooding through me. My body responded instinctively, tightening around him, and my breath came in quick, shallow bursts. Each movement of his sent ripples of pleasure coursing through me, and I could feel myself slipping, lost in the overwhelming pull of it all.
He paused for just a moment, looking at me with such intensity that it took my breath away. His eyes held a depth of emotion, and I could see the rawness of what he was feeling.
"I love you so much..." His voice was a whisper. And then, without warning, he surged forward again, his movements quick and desperate, matching the frantic pace of my own heartbeat. My fingers gripped his shoulders, holding onto him as the pleasure continued to build, becoming almost unbearable. I could feel the world spinning around us.
My body shuddered when he thrusts his hips into me deeper than the last time and I felt something warm and cold exploded inside my womb.
Before he pulled his cock out from my cunt, he created slow thrusts that made me moan. He even planted kisses on my cheeks while flashing a grin on his face.
He lay beside me, the sheets tangled between us, our breaths still soft and steady. His hand brushed through my hair, gentle and tender, before pulling me closer to him.
I melted into his embrace, feeling the safety and warmth of his arms as he held me close. His lips pressed softly to the top of my head, lingering there for a moment, before his voice broke the silence.
"I love you, Ophelia, " he whispered, his words carrying such sincerity, as if he'd been waiting forever to say them.
I snuggled deeper into his chest. His heartbeat was steady beneath my ear, and I felt so at home in his arms, like this was where I was always meant to be.
"I love you too, Dimitri."