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He leaned closer to her face, they were only inches apart, and she could see he was reacting to her response. His breathing was getting harder, he licked his lips and his eyes were bright with lust and love and something else. She realize
d it was pride, in her, in his ability to please her. Knowing that he worked so hard to make her happy was the final straw. Knowing that all the women, the whores, he’d been with before her would have never seen this side of him...that made her plunge into the depths of orgasm that had been building.

She cried out, tilted her head back and closed her eyes. He kept
moving his finger and warned, “Look at me. Look me in the eye when you come, when I
make
you come.”

She obeyed and lifted her head, opened her eyes and stared at him as her body lit with pleasure, as though she were afire. She cried out his name and wanted to reach for him, but he held her firmly in place. She wiggled on the end of his hand, grinding her cunt against him and he was relentless, pressing her forward until she no longer possessed the power of speech.

She panted and cried as she reached her peak. She fought closing her eyes, instead she lost herself in Dimi’s intense blue ones. With a last shudder and gasp, she finally came down after coming. She felt drained and energized, as though running a marathon while high. It was the strangest, most addictive sensation and she could never get enough.

She finally closed her eyes and floated on a wave of bliss while he languidly circled
her clit with his finger, as though drawing her back to earth. “Welcome back,” Dimitri said with a satisfied smile, “you are so beautiful when you orgasm. I can feel your entire body tense up around me and the look on your face makes me want to wrap you in my arms and never let you go.”

Columbia’s eyes opened and she said, “Why would you ever have to? I could wrap mine around you if you ever let go of my wrists.” She motioned upwards with her head and Dimitri smiled.

“You want your freedom?” he asked and smiled even wider when she nodded yes. “You haven’t earned it yet, you little cock tease.”

“I was doing what I had to in order to win,” she replied with downcast eyes. “You want me to get away from the bad guys, don’t you?”

“I do,” he said, “but I don’t want to think of you fucking anyone else. I’d rather you rip their heart out with your teeth than think of them shoving their cock inside you, little dove.”

“I agree,” she replied, her clit still throbbing and her pussy getting wetter each time he declared his possession of her. His jealous nature made her feel secure, like she would never wonder about her place in his world. “But in extreme circumstances
, I need to use any means necessary to get away and make my way back to you.”

He looked at her, narrowed his eyes and laughed. He said, “Why am I not surprised?”

“What do you mean?” she asked, trying her best to look contrite.

“Only you,” he said and leaned down to nip her neck with his teeth then continued, “would argue semantics with me when I’m simply trying to hold you do
wn and torture you with ecstasy.”

Columbia thought about it for a moment, laughed and replied, “Yeah, well...you know me well enough by now to know that I like to be right. And sometimes, I like
to be in control.” She jerked her hands away from his, pushed him as hard as she could and flipped him onto his back. She scrambled to straddle him as quickly as she could, holding in her breath and her laughter the entire time.

“
Damn you woman,” Dimitri muttered underneath her, “I was supposed to make you wait for it, to beg for it.”

She reached down and undid the drawstring on his pants. He had been boxing, so she had quick access to his cock. “Please?” she said and drew him out, his full nine inches, hard and wanting access to her pussy. “Please Dimi, can I please ride your cock? Can I please slide it up inside my tight cunt and milk you of every last drop of cum? Please….Sir?” she breathed and jerked his hard length with each word.

“Yes,” he replied in a low, controlled voice. “Fucking yes, just get me inside you as fast as you can.” She knew he meant business, the more controlled his voice was, the closer he was to losing control. She knew this about him by now.

She spread her legs, pulled her pants and panties down and slid one leg through, leaving her half clothed and fully open. It wasn’t as elegant as she’d hoped, but she didn’t think Dimitri cared at this point. She pulled herself up, watching his face the entire time. The anticipation made his face almost unrecognizable, he resembled a God of old, fierce and hungry.

“Do you mean…like this?” she asked, enjoying the illusion of her control. She knew that he could flip her off him and take her at any second, but he was playing along. The fact that he let her on top from time to time made her love him even more. He knew she needed this every once in a while.

She spread her pussy lips apart and he moved his intense gaze from her face to her cunt. He watched as she fingered herself, exposing her wet pink flesh to him. Her most vulnerable self. His cock twitched against her leg and he moaned.

“Fuck woman, you’re killing me,” he whispered, watching her little masturbatory show as he lay still.

“We wouldn’t want that now, would we?” she said with a grin and pulled his cock towards her. With surgical precision she brought his head to her entrance and slid down his full length. She loved the way he filled her up so completely, her heart and her cunt.

He grunted and reached for her hips to impale her further on his cock, but she pushed them away and did her best to pin him down. She leaned over him and watched him as she pulled herself up, felt the head at her entrance again and hovered there, almost letting him slide out. He groaned and said, “This is going to kill me, right now. I need...fuck…” He freed himself from her hands and gripped her hips hard, forcing her down on his cock. “I can’t wait,” he grunted and fucked her from below, “I need to fuck you, little dove, I need to fill your cunt and feel it spilling out of you. I want to suck you clean after I’ve filled you, I want to lay you down and lick every inch of you.”

She gave in then, she was helpless and knew there was no fighting him. When they were both on the same track heading to the same terminus, she didn’t see the point of hitting the brakes. “I want to taste my cunt on you,” she said and moved her hands to his chest. She splayed her fingers across his huge pecs, feeling the ridged grooves of his burned side. The added sensation of his rough skin on hers expanded the overwhelming sense of being adrift on an ocean of ecstasy. “I want you to ram your cock down my throat and force me to drink your cum,” she purred as he slammed into her.

“Fuck, yes,” he said and gripped her hips harder, his fingers digging in and keeping her grounded, fully in touch with him and his frantic fucking.

She swung her long braid around, tensed her body up and arched her back. Out of the corner of her eye she was surprised to catch a glimpse of the concierge watching them. She arched her back even more, thrusting out her breasts and angling her body to expose herself to him fully. He was standing just behind a small topiary tree with his eyes glued to their bodies. He was obviously watching the movement of Dimi’s cock entering her cunt. Columbia imagined that he must be thinking about shoving himself inside of her, taking her like an animal, and on some strange level it turned her on even more. She knew that she was only Dimi’s and the concierge would never cross that line, but the thought of being watched was appealing. The thought of being observed in their most intimate moment thrilled her intensely, although it was something she’d never imagined would excite her.

“Harder,” she said and groaned as Dimitri complied with her demand. He pounded into her with vigour unmatched by anything she’d ever expected from her lover. She snuck a peek at the concierge again and realized with astonishment that he wasn’t staring at her. She was certain that he was staring at Dimitri.

She gasped and caught his eye. He looked away, red faced and fearful. She saw him back up, turn and leave the rooftop space but she could still feel his presence. He might not be watching them any longer, but the discovery she made just now was going to linger.

“Come with me,” Dimitri said, a low guttural animalistic sound, “come on my cock, come with me, my love.”

That brought his presence
back into a sharp focus and all thoughts of the concierge were lost to her as she obeyed him. Her vision cleared and all she saw was Dimitri, all she felt was him deep inside of her. She could feel him physically pounding her cunt as she straddled him, but could feel the tendrils of his love wrapping around her heart until she felt it would burst. She sobbed his name as she came, “Dimitri.” It became her mantra, the singular sound that she emitted as she clenched herself around him and followed him to their completion.

She tensed and felt him flood her pussy, his cum hot with his desire. “I love you,” he whispered and pulled her down to him. She lay across his chest and tipped her face up to kiss him. He had his eyes closed as he relaxed, she could feel him
receding from her body, but his place in her heart grew with each shared beat.

Columbia pulled away, he opened his eyes and she said, “I love you too.” He smiled and trailed his finger down her back, making her shudder with a small after shock of pleasure. “I never knew I could love like this,” she continued. “I thought my entire life was going to be spent like a mouse, timid and half alive. I look back at the boy I had a crush on and laugh at my stupidity. That wasn’t love, it was a cry for help and he was too weak to rescue me.” She sighed and laid her head on his chest and added, “You rescued me though,
and you are the strongest man I’ve ever known.”

He chuckled and ran his hand down her long braid, playing with it as he said, “You did the rescuing, little dove. You saved yourself when you
stabbed that fucker in the heart and came back to me. You saved me because you came back to me. I wasn’t living before I met you; I was merely existing. Everything was done simply to bring me to you. Everything. From the moment I drew my first breath in the world to the fire to fleeing my homeland, it was all done for me to find you…my other half.”

“You are so poetic for a killer,” she laughed and grabbed hold of his muscular bicep. Her hand barely made it
half way round; his brute strength sent a thrill through her body. She loved that he was so physically capable; he could rip apart a man with these arms. It made her feel protected.

“I would kill for you now,” he said, “but never like I did before. That fucking Sergei had me doing it for the wrong reasons, for greed and power. Now I kill for you or to right wrongs in the world. You have taught me justice.” He laughed, a bitter sound, and added, “A savage justice indeed, but I do
believe you saved my soul.”

“I don’t think we have souls,” she said and he looked at her with surprise. “What? I’m not religious, so I don’t necessarily believe in the idea of souls.
What we do have together is a soul, if there is such a thing. I believe in us.” She leaned up for a kiss and felt like liquid fire again when his tongue hit hers, wrapped around it and drew her in like an infinity symbol. When they kissed she felt right, and perfect, and infinite. She pulled away and said, “We have just one soul. The two of us were made incomplete, half formed. With each other, we are whole again.” “We are whole again,” Dimitri echoed her sentiment. “Together we are whole, we are broken when apart.”

“That’s what scares me,” she said
and once again saw his surprised face questioning her comment. “No, don’t get me wrong…it scares me because I know I would die without you. I would fade away to nothingness without you in my life. It scares me because now that I found you, I can’t ever let you go…but as long as you are hunted by Sergei, we will never be safe.”

“Don’t worry about Sergei,” he told her and stroked her back as he spoke, “I will kill him
soon. I understand your fear; I too feel the same. Before you, I was autonomous; nothing that happened to me affected any other person in my life. With you, I feel like I have to take care, be cautious…and yet I never want to become as I was before. I let the fear of my attack control my every action; now that I have you I want to squeeze every drop out of life that we can get. Just for you.”

“I don’t want you to kill him,” she said suddenly, having already formulated her plan. He pulled back and raised his brows. “I want to be
the one to do it,” she continued, “it’s the only way I will ever rest. I need to know your enemy is dead because he is now my enemy.”

“I can’t let you do that,” he told her, “Sergei is a dangerous man. He’s willing to do anything it takes to survive. He would cut you down like a blade of grass, especially if he knew how much I love you. I could never put you in that danger.”

“Then let’s make that my goal. I want to continue to practice until I am good enough to kill that fucking Sergei. To kill him for you. I want that to be my gift to you after you have given me so much.”

Dimitri’s face was a mixture of love, pride and admiration. “You would do this for me?” he asked and smiled. “I
believe you would, and it might provide us with the advantage. The surprise that such a beautiful woman could be the one to take his life. Like many men from my country, he is convinced of women’s inferiority. But I can’t let you do it, I will never let you risk your life for me.”