His Precious Flower

Chapter 18

The pounding in my head seems to dull as I come back into conciousness. That is until I realize

where I am.

"No! Sit flower," Dimitri says pushing me back down on the bed.

"You hit your head pretty hard."

His words are now low and almost sad sounding.

"You can't keep me here. I don't want to stay," I say with the hopes he'll realize this is

kidnapping.

Dimitri only sighs and lays down next to me. Brushing a strand of the dark hair behind my ear,

he looks into my eyes with a desperate vulnerability.

"Czeca told me she saw a strange little girl in the hall. I knew it was you and I know what you

must think."

The familiar sadness washes over me and I look away so he can't see how hurt I am.

"You... She was naked. In your office..."

Shaking my head and trying to hold back the tears, I continue as best I can.

"You were having s*x with he-"

"No flower!"

His booming voice causes me to jump a little, but he wraps and arm around me so I'm close to

his chest.

"I never even touched her. I know you don't like Ivan, so when he asked to have a meeting I told

him my office would have to suffice. Czeca, the naked woman belongs to him. Do you

remember what I was telling you after the pool a few days ago?"

I nod, but my frown remains.

"You also said that it was tradition for brothers to... Share."

Dimitri makes a strange sound in his throat before lifting my chin up.

"I wouldn't dream of being with anyone except you, flower. You are precious to me. I won't

loose you."

Now my tears do fall, but they're happy tears.

Holding onto my dominant tightly, I feel terrible for doubting him.

"So I jumped out a window for nothing?"

He chuckles a bit a nods.

"Yes and thank you for reminding me."

I furrow my brow in confusion only to find myself face down with my bottom propped up by

Dimitri's lap.

"Wait n- AH!"

"Running from me?"

SPANK

"Hiding from me?"

SPANK

"Not talking to me first?"

SPANK

"Other men touching you?"

SPANK

"Hurting yourself?"

SPANK

"You've been a bad girl flower," Dimitri growls deeply.

As the spankings have stopped, I try to quickly think of a way to fix what I did. The answer is

clear when I move in discomfort to find a hard object pressed against my lower stomach. I don't

think I'm ready to have s*x, but that doesn't mean I can't please him.

I move slowly to make sure it's okay and I don't get thrown back down again, and but the time

I'm up, I kneel at the end of the bed with my face a single foot away from my dominants crotch.

I look up at him to see he's panting a bit and his eyes are wider than usual.

He doesn't move as I bring my hand to his zipper and tug. It's not until I'm removing the bottom

half of his clothing that he even shifts. Kicking his pants and boxers off, I gape at his thickness

that is already fully erect and swinging with his movements. I reach my hand out to grab it and

when I do, I try to think of what to do next. I've never done this before and I don't want to ask for

help, so I do something that I used to love.

I play bop it with his p***s.

(��I'm so sorry I didn't know what else to do to make this different)

Bop it, pull it, squeeze it, flick it. After running out of things to do, I try whatever feels right.

What else would be in an updated version of a bop it game?

Rub it. Lick it. So I do.

Keeping a tight grip around the base, I let my tongue run over the smooth veiny skin and I

assume that Dimitri's cursing is a good thing.

Repeating all the steps six or seven times over is all it takes before a spewing white liquid bursts

from him at the same time he yells my name and out of curiosity, I lick that too.

This results in more cursing and Dimitri just flops his back down on the bed while I lick up the

sticky substance.

It's actually quite tasty. Sweet, but there's a certain tangue to to it. It's like a warm ice cream

flavor.

When I'm done, I sit back on the bed, but Dimitri doesn't move. His eyes stay shut and he

breathes deeply. Afraid something is wrong with him, I crawl up over his chest and tap on his

cheek.

"Psst!"

His eyes open immediatley and he gives me a strange smile.

"Flower... Wow. I hope you know you'll be doing that alot more often."

"Bop it?"

I smile at the thought of playing the game with this new toy, but Dimitri only looks confused.

With a wrinkled forehead and frown, he asks,

"Huh?"