“Eyes on me, kotenok. You slip back into that dark place in your mind, I stop. You don’t hide frommeever, understood?”
I tried to nod, but his grip was so tight on my hair that I couldn’t move.
“Yes,” I breathed.
“Good girl,” he said, and then carried me into his bedroom.
Without a hint of gentleness, he threw me onto the bed.
All the pent-up energy vibrated off him. This was his raw, unrestrained form.
And I wanted all of it.
“Take your clothes off, now,” he ordered, leaning back against the doorframe.
His face was stone as I slowly pushed my pants down my legs.
“Eyes on me,” he reminded me as I stripped for him.
A chill rolled over me as I shifted on the bed, acutely aware that he was fully clothed while I was now completely naked.
“Such a pretty girl.”
His eyes burned over my skin as he took in every single inch of my bare body. I groaned at the need pulsing through me, and my eyes fluttered close.
“Eyes.On.Me.”
My eyes snapped open, and Dmitri tsked.
His powerful body moved across the room like a panther closing in on its prey. The bed shifted underneath his weight as he towered over me with a glint of sadism in his eyes.
“I should discipline you for disobeying me, but I’ll give you one more chance to be a good girl.”
Dmitri grabbed my hand and used it to squeeze my right breast.
“You can placate me by playing with your tits. I like watching them jiggle.” He smacked the other one for emphasis, and I immediately grabbed it. “But the moment you stop touching them or lose eye contact, I’ll punish you.”
“Please, you just want an excuse to punish me.” Still, I started jiggling my tits.
“Maybe,” he said with a dark chuckle. “But I’m the one who makes the rules, kitten.”
He pulled an implement from underneath the bed and my eyes widened.
A long metal bar with leather cuffs attached.
“Spread your legs.” His tone left no room for back talk.
Immediately I complied. Dmitri placed one of the cuffs along my ankle, and a shiver of need left me thrusting up into the air.
“Such a little slut,” he said while roughly attaching my other ankle to the opposite end of the metal bar.
My feet were spread about three feet apart, and I instinctively tried to close them. They didn’t budge an inch.
Dmitri gripped my upper thigh, dangerously close to my core.
“Look at you, absolutely dripping for me.” His lips dragged into a devilish smirk. “Hmm, I think I need to get a closer look.”
Dmitri grabbed both ends of the spreader bar. I gasped when he elongated the bar, my legs now opened so wide it was obscene.
