Chapter 6 Your Home Is Beautiful 1
MADISON POV
I got ready by 9 PM.
Since I don't know where Dimitri is taking me, I put on a black dress, with a nice neckline, left my hair loose with the ends slightly tousled for a casual look, and wore very light makeup: black eyeliner and light pink lipstick.
I grab my purse and walk out of the house, meeting Dimitri in front of the gate leaning against a black BMW i8.
I lose my breath when I see him, he looks incredibly hot.
Good evening, Madi
Evening, Dimitri.
He opens the door for me, and I'm amazed by the baby's beauty.
"So, did you like my car?" he asks as he gets in.
I liked it, it's beautiful.
I love cars, I have several in my garage at home, you'll see.
For everything, did he say home?
Are we going to your house?
Yes, I need a quiet place where no one will bother us, and my house is the perfect place for that.
No one enters without my permission.
I stare at him with wide eyes.
Oh my God, I really want to kiss him.
If you keep looking at me like that and biting your lip, I won't be responsible for my actions, Madi.
I feel embarrassed for having been caught red-handed.
We drove in silence the whole drive; sometimes I glanced at him discreetly, and even while driving, he looked sexy.
Next to this man it's impossible not to think about fuck, fuck, fuck; I control myself as much as possible, the tension in the car could be cut in half.
We entered a luxury community, and one house more beautiful than the rest caught my attention.
He stopped in front of it, because to me that can't be called a house.
It's all white, with three floors, a luxurious swimming pool, green grass, and a perfectly landscaped garden.
Dimitri opened the car door for me and took me inside.
Inside, the house was even more beautiful and luxurious.
Would you like something to drink? Some wine?
Wow, this couldn't be.
Are you impressed?
Wow, I've never seen a mansion like this before.
Do you live here alone?
Yes, since I was 20 years old.
I walk closer to the window, which has a beautiful view of the city.
It's quite cold in here, and Dimitri, noticing this, lights the fireplace, then hands me a wine.
Are you cold?
A little.
I have a way to warm you up.
He puts the wine down and kisses me.
Dimitri pulls me closer, pressing our bodies together and deepening the kiss.
The way this man touches me makes my body aroused.
As a whore, my duty is to fake pleasure, to fake excitement, when in reality disgust takes over, but even though Dimitri is a client, he makes the sex that should be fake become something real after a year of being touched by various men, but Dimitri's warmth and touch awakened me, I didn't even know it existed.
Am I willing to feel and taste everything that good sex can offer?
Without wasting any more time, I rip off Dimitri's shirt and my dress.
In a matter of seconds, I'm lying on a table that, coincidentally, I hadn't even noticed before.
He runs his hand over my body and this simple caress makes my skin burn, scorch with desire.
Dimitri climbs on top of me, focusing on my neck, kissing, nibbling, sending shivers all over my body.
His teasing doesn't end there; his hungry eyes meet mine, and his tongue traces my lips, first the lower one, then the upper one, and then he bites them.
Dimitri is a handsome man, he has well-defined pale cheekbones, a long nose, and thin, rosy lips, which are beautiful, contrasting with his white skin and dark eyes.
His hair matches his eyebrows and light, dark brown beard, and the smile he wears is captivating and seductive.
I'm dying to have him, and the expression on his face shows he wants me too.
I grab him, feeling all his flexed muscles.
He rips off my bra, and my breasts spring out, my hard nipples begging for his attention.
He runs his tongue over my left breast, giving the same attention to my right breast with his other hand.
This man knows where to touch, knows how to excite and how to tease, leaving me at the mercy of his madness.
He seeks my lips again; I take advantage of the situation and bite his lower lip, making him groan.
His hoarse groan excites me even more.
Ever since that day at the club, I haven't thought about anything else but being inside you again, Madi.
His mouth moved down, scattering kisses until it reached my pussy.
Why did you stop? Continue — I said, my voice breaking.
What do you want, Madi? he said with a smile.
Su........ suck me, please.
With that, he began to suck my pussy.
It's incredible how completely different I feel when I'm with him, I never want him to stop, like I'm addicted to sex, but not just any sex, sex with Dimitri Thompson.
I don't feel disgust for him, but with other clients, it's like my body shuts down, and I just want to run away.
When a man touches me, I feel like my skin has been contaminated, but with him, it's the opposite.
My body opens up to him, no barriers are preventing him from touching me, my body craves for him, and I feel strongly desired.
He licks and suck the hole of my pussy and clit, when I'm about to cum, he stops, leaving me frustrated.
As much as I want to eat your pussy, I want you to cum on my cock, Madi.
I can't take it anymore, I need to be inside you.
He swiftly slides the condom onto his cock and thrusts in, making me moan his name.
His thrusts are strong and fast, gripping my hips as he fuck me faster and deeper.
Get on all fours now and lean forward.
I do what he tells me, I leave my ass completely exposed for him.
"What a wonderful sight, you're beautiful, Madi." He runs his fingers down my back and peppered several kisses.
"Deliciously beautiful."
He thrusts into me again with full force, and the back and forth motion of his cock sends me to heaven.
I grind against his cock as he comes towards me.
"You want to tease me, don't you, my darling?" he asks, but I respond by rubbing myself against him even more.
Dimitri wraps his hand in my hair and lifts me, my back now pressed against his chest, our bodies sweaty and our breaths panting, actually uncontrolled.
He pulls my head back and kisses me.
I hold onto his arm and start to move, my movements are slow.
I want to make Dimitri lose control, and when he grabs my breasts tightly and starts thrusting into me fast and hard, I know I've achieved what I so desperately wanted.
"That's it, Madi, shake it nice and slow, you have such a nice pussy, so warm, so delicious." He goes in and out faster, and after several thrusts, we both cum together.
That was the most intense sex I've ever had.
Come with me, I'll take you to the bath.