Dmitri didn’t rush.
He stood between my open thighs, stroking himself slowly while he looked at every inch of me—naked, already used by his son, still dripping, legs spread on his bed. The lamp cast sharp shadows across his chest and the thick c**k in his fist. Silver glinted at his temples. His eyes were pure steel.
“Look at you,” he murmured. “Married less than two days and already sneaking into your father-in-law’s bed with another man’s c*m still inside you.” He dragged the head of his c**k through my folds, coating himself in the mess Alexei had left. “Disgusting. And so f*****g wet for it.”
I whimpered when he pressed against my entrance but didn’t push in. He rubbed back and forth, teasing, letting me feel how much thicker he was. My hips lifted. He clicked his tongue.
“Stay sti
