“He’s usually like that,” I say, still staring at the door. “But he was really quiet tonight. Something happened.”
She touches my arm gently. “Should we check on him?”
“He wouldn’t want that.” I force a smile. “Let’s eat. I promised you dinner.”
Her eyes soften. “Okay. But I’m helping.”
I don’t want her wandering alone with Leo still somewhere nearby, so I nod and lead her to the kitchen.
She ties her hair up while I find the apron hanging by the pantry door. When I put it on, she giggles. “You look good in an apron.”
I glance at her, raising an eyebrow. “Yeah?”
“Yeah,” she says, leaning against the counter. “It’s very… domestic.”
I cross the space between us, catching her chin with my finger. “Only you get to see me like this,” I murmur, and kiss her.
It’s a slow, lazy kiss that tastes like sugar and promise, the kind that makes me forget the world outside this house.
When I pull back, I hand her a cutting board and a knife. “Now chop those onions before I change my mind.”
She laughs, brushing her hair off her shoulder. “Yes, chef.”
SIXTEEN
Callista
Dmitry’s bodyis on top of me. Dmitry’s breath kisses my forehead as his eyes focus on me. We had dinner and finished washing the dishes. But the moment his hand brushed my hip, the electric attraction between us surged to life. He had me on the kitchen counter within seconds. He caressed my tits while he kissed me senseless, drugging me with keep intense kisses.
My pussy was dripping when he picked me up and carried me to his room. He peeled away my clothes as my heart drummed a steady, violent beat. Blood fizzes in my veins. Heat is curling up my spine, stroking the tension low in my belly.
“You look so innocent, so vulnerable.” He kisses the hard peaks of my breasts. “I want to breed you, babygirl. I want to come inside you and keep you plugged up with my cock all night. Hold you tight while you get pregnant on my cum.”
I swallow, but my throat has closed up from arousal. The filthy words ignite a blaze in my core.
“Yes. Stuff me with your seed.” I grab his hands, feeling like I’m clinging to a raft for support. A storm rages inside my pussy.
Ache grips my channel, dripping out of me as clear streaks of moisture.
His hands are firm but gentle as they roam over my body, tracing the curves of my hips, the swell of my breasts. Every touch sends a jolt of pleasure straight to my core. I’m already wet, my pussy aching with need. He leans down, his lips capturing mine in a deep, hungry kiss that leaves me breathless.
“You look so innocent, so vulnerable,” he murmurs against my skin, his voice a low growl. “I want to breed you, babygirl. I want to come inside you and keep you plugged up with my cock all night. Hold you tight while you get pregnant on my cum.”
His words ignite a blaze in my core, a heat that spreads through my veins like wildfire. I swallow hard, but my throat is dry, my breath coming in short, desperate gasps. “Yes. Stuff me with your seed,” I whisper, my fingers gripping his hands, clinging to him like a lifeline.
He moves down my body, his mouth finding my hard nipples. He sucks and nips at them, sending waves of pleasure coursing through me. I arch my back, pressing my breasts closer to his mouth, desperate for more. His hands slide down to my hips, his fingers digging into my flesh as he holds me in place.
“You’re so fucking perfect,” he growls, his voice rough with need. “I can’t wait to see you round with my child. Your belly swollen, your tits heavy with milk. You’ll be so fucking sexy, Callista.”
His dirty talk sends a shiver down my spine, my pussy clenching with anticipation. He moves lower, his tongue trailing down my stomach, his hands spreading my thighs wide. He buries his face between my legs, his tongue finding my clit, licking and sucking until I’m writhing beneath him.
“Fuck, you taste so good,” he murmurs, his voice vibrating against my sensitive flesh. “Your pussy is the best dessert.”
I gasp, my hips lifting off the bed as he slides two fingers inside me. He pumps them slowly, his tongue still teasing my clit. The dual sensation is overwhelming, my body tensing as I feel my orgasm building.
But Dmitry keeps me on edge, not giving me the relief my body craves.
He pulls back, his eyes dark with lust as he looks down at me. He undoes his belt, his pants falling to the floor. His cock is hard and thick, the tip glistening with pre-cum. He strokes himself a few times, his eyes never leaving mine.
