Chapter 16: Option 2

**Seraphina**

I was hyper aware of everything around me. His strong hands traveled over my erect nipples as he continued to stroke my tongue with his. I hated the fabric of his shirt against my body virtually as much as me hating that his cock hadn’t been revealed.

I could stand with my arousal for him growing deeper by the second. The couch was now against my back and Dimitri was hovering over me. His eyes were a deep steel gray almost impenetrable.

One of his hands pushed between my legs and there was no retort from me. His hand caressed the soft fabric, but the friction was lovely. He then tugged at the fabric and my hips lifted to allow him to remove the one thing keeping him from my pussy.

My legs fell open with no effort from him, and he smirked. I’m so aroused he could flick my clit, and I’d burst six ways from Sunday. One hand trailed down and found my slick folds. I jerked up and his other hand kept me steady.

*“You’re wet for me, little one,*” he whispered before his gaze left mine and was now focused on where his fingers were. **“What a needy pussy.”**

He slid one finger inside me carefully and a moan escaped me. I knew it was one of many. I closed my eyes and let pleasure take me for the ride. In and out his finger went.

**“Fuck Seraphina.”** He growled as he continued his sweet assault. My body was wound tighter than a drum as I bowed and clenched around his finger. “It’s been a longtime since you’ve been fucked. How long has it been?”

“I’ve been busy.” I barely made the words out.

His mouth came down over my clit and I cried from the heat. He was skilled in everything he does. That fact would piss me off if he weren’t giving into my needy desire for him. Long, leisurely licks caused me to moan as his skillful tongue took me deeper.

I was panting with each stroke of his tongue and his tactful finger. My hips were circling shamelessly. I could only imagine what a sight I am in this very moment. My body ached as I tried to hold my orgasm at bay.

“Don’t fight it, little one, I want to taste your sweet nectar.”

I sighed, surrendering to the orgasm that took me on a high I have never known. He never stopped lapping up my juices, even when I begged for him to stop. My clit was sensitive that a second orgasm was soon flooding my frame.

My body was writhing from the orgasms I’d just received from Dimitri, but there was still a fire burning deep within me. He gave me time to collect my breath that was long gone for what felt like hours.

“You should have chosen option one.” he said before scooping me up in his arms.

I had no words for what he’d just done to me, but I wanted more. But sometimes what we want and need aren’t the same. My body was rung out. It had been too long since I’d had anyone give me pleasure besides myself.

Dimitri opened the door to my room and lay me down on the bed. I hoped that he would undress and take me right there. Instead, he planted a sweet kiss to my lips and then retreated out of my room.

I watched the door close behind him and was furious with myself for not choosing option one. But how would I know that it may have led me to his cock?

I closed my eyes for what felt like seconds when a loud crack of thunder startled me. I stood on wobbly legs and peeked out of the window to find the rain pouring down hard. The sky was dreary until lightning danced through the clouds.

I slipped on the cream robe hanging on the door of the bathroom. I tiptoed in the hall until I reached Dimitri’s room. I stared through the crack door of Dimitri’s room. The lights were off and the only movement I could see was from the lightning in the sky.

Light flashed through his room I could make out his silhouette. Slow, almost strained movements. Dimitri was pleasuring himself. I observed as he stroked himself. I found my mouth drier than a desert as I viewed the beautiful sight. With a swift movement, he removed the sheet and exposed himself.

*“Seraphina.”* he whispered.

I froze. Was he calling me to come to him or was he just calling out my name? He never stopped his movements as he changed the pace. I swallowed hard as my arousal grew more and more by the second. There’s an option here. One. I flee back to my room and I rub my clit to the same intensity as I always have. Or two. I go in there and fulfill both of our fantasies.

I opened the door and removed my robe when I reached the bed. He froze with his hand still gripping his thick cock.

*“What are you doing here?”*

**“I’m choosing the right option this time.” **

I stood waiting for him to allow me entrance to his bed. He sat up with his cock still hard and touching his first ab under his peck.

**“On your knees.” **he commanded.

I lowered myself to the floor on shaky legs until the plush carpet and my knees met.

“You want my cock, little one?” he said as he stared into my eyes hungrily.

“I do.”

He reached down and his thumb traced my mouth. I opened to invite him in, however he pleased. First his thumb, and then the index. Later came the index and middle. They stroked in and out of my mouth as he watched with sweet intent. He wanted inside me. I am willing to oblige rather it is my mouth or my pussy. I want him just as well.

"You need to be ready for me when I take that sweet pussy with my cock.” He stood and gave a simple command. “Open.”

I opened my mouth as he guided the head into my mouth. He cursed under his breath as the head grazed my tongue. I sucked his fingers, hoping he'd let me suck him next. He pulls all the way out to the very tip of his head and shoves back to the hilt.

**“First, I will claim your mouth.” **

As he said those words, he spilled his seed onto my tongue. Part of me knew he’d spill it down my throat where I’d milk it with the back of my throat. Instead, he came in slow, short, shallow thrusts, using my mouth for his pleasure.

Once he came he lifted me from my knees and placed me on the bed. I shifted over and rested my head on the pillow right beside his. He moved behind me and his cock was still semi hard.

*“I thought you were against sharing a bed?” *