"Dmitri. Oh god. Dmitri."
I set a brutal pace. Each thrust drives her against the wall. My hand on her throat keeps her in place.
"You feel that?" I growl. "Feel how deep I am?"
"Yes. Yes. Don't stop."
"Never." Another thrust. "You're mine. This pussy is mine."
She moans. Her walls clench around me.
"Say it," I demand. "Tell me who you belong to."
"You. I belong to you."
"Damn right you do."
I angle my hips. Hit that spot inside her that makes her scream.
"There," she gasps. "Right there. Please."
I thrust harder. Faster. The sound of skin slapping echoes in the room.
"You like being fucked like this?" I ask. "Against the wall where anyone could hear?"
"Yes. God, yes."
She moans. Her leg trembles in my grip.
"You're close," I murmur. "I can feel it."
"Yes. So close."
"Not yet." I slow down. Torture her with long, deep strokes.
"Dmitri, please."
"Please what?"
"Please let me come."
"Beg me properly."
"Please. Please let me come. I need it. I need you."
I thrust hard. Once. Twice.
"Harder," she gasps. "Please. Harder."
Something snaps inside me.
I pull out. Spin her around. Lift her completely off the ground.
Her legs wrap around my waist. Her back slams against the wall.
I drive into her. Brutal. Relentless.
"Like this?" I growl. "This hard enough for you?"
