Dare You to Ruin Me – Extended Epilogue
Dimitri
Sara grins and takes my hand, leading me towards the elevators. I follow eagerly, anticipation building as we step into the elevator and she presses the button for the top floor.
As soon as the doors slide closed, I pull Sara into my arms, claiming her lips in a passionate kiss. She responds fervently, her fingers tangling in my hair. By the time we reach our suite, we’re both a bit breathless.
I slide the key card and usher Sara inside the luxurious room. Floor-to-ceiling windows provide a breathtaking view of the city skyline glittering below us. Sara wanders over and gazes out appreciatively.
“It’s beautiful up here,” she says.
I come up behind her, wrapping my arms around her waist. “Not as beautiful as you,” I murmur against her neck.
Sara laughs softly, twisting in my embrace to face me, her arms encircling my neck. The look in her smoldering eyes makes my pulse race with desire.
“I think you’re still wearing too many clothes, Mr. Amato,” she says teasingly.
“Well then, allow me to remedy that situation, Mrs. Amato.”
I take a moment to drink in the sight of Sara before me, her eyes dark with desire and her lips parted in anticipation. She’s so beautiful it takes my breath away. I slowly trace my fingers along the curve of her jaw, feeling her shiver beneath my touch.
With a gentle tug, I pull the zipper of her dress down, revealing the smooth expanse of her back. The fabric pools at her feet, leaving her standing in nothing but her lacy underwear. I can’t help but let out a low growl of appreciation at the sight of her.
Sara bites her lip, her eyes never leaving mine as I reach around to unclasp her bra. It falls away, leaving her breasts bare and exposed to my hungry gaze. I cup them in my hands, feeling their weight and softness. Sara gasps as I brush my thumbs over her nipples, already hard and sensitive.
I lean down to capture one of her nipples in my mouth, sucking and teasing it until she’s moaning and writhing against me. My other hand roams down her body, tracing the curve of her waist and hips before slipping into her panties.
Sara gasps as I touch her, my fingers finding her already wet and ready for me. I stroke her gently, feeling her body tremble and arch towards me. She’s so responsive, so eager for my touch, it’s intoxicating.
I scoop Sara up into my arms, carrying her over to the bed. I lay her down gently, my eyes never leaving hers as I strip off my own clothes. She watches me with a heated gaze, her chest rising and falling with each ragged breath.
I climb onto the bed, settling myself between her legs. I kiss her deeply, my tongue tangling with hers as I continue to touch her. She moans into my mouth, her hips bucking against my hand.
I slide one finger inside her, feeling her tightness and heat. Sara gasps, her nails digging into my shoulders as I begin to move my finger in and out. I add a second finger, stretching her and preparing her for what’s to come.
Sara’s moans grow louder, her body writhing beneath me as I continue my ministrations. I can feel her getting closer and closer to the edge, her muscles tensing and her breath coming in short gasps.
I pull back slightly, breaking the kiss and looking down at her. Her eyes are closed, her face flushed with pleasure.
I can feel Sara’s breath hitch as I continue to move my fingers inside her, her body writhing beneath me. She’s so close, I can feel it. But I want to make this last. I want to savor every moment of this.
Suddenly, Sara’s eyes fly open and she looks up at me with a mischievous glint in her eye. “I want to be on top,” she says, her voice low and husky.
I raise an eyebrow in surprise, but I’m more than happy to oblige. I pull my fingers out of her and roll onto my back, watching as Sara straddles me. She’s so beautiful, sitting there on top of me with her hair cascading down her back and her eyes filled with desire.
Sara reaches down and begins to unbutton my shirt, her fingers deftly working the buttons through the holes. I lift my head slightly so she can pull the shirt off over my head, revealing my bare chest.
Sara’s eyes roam over my body, taking in every inch of me. She leans down and presses her lips to my chest, kissing me slowly and deliberately. I can feel her warm breath against my skin, sending shivers down my spine.
I reach up and run my fingers through her hair, pulling her closer to me. I can feel her nipples harden against my chest as she continues to kiss me, her tongue darting out to taste my skin.
Sara’s hands begin to wander down my body, tracing the lines of my abs and chest. She reaches the waistband of my pants and begins to undo the button, her fingers deftly working the zipper down.
I lift my hips slightly so she can pull my pants off, leaving me in nothing but my boxers. Sara’s eyes widen as she takes in the sight of my erection straining against the fabric.
She leans down and presses her lips to the bulge, kissing me through the fabric. I can feel the heat of her breath against my skin, making me even harder.
Sara hooks her fingers into the waistband of my boxers and pulls them down, freeing my cock. She looks up at me with a wicked grin before taking me into her mouth.
I let out a low groan as I feel her warm, wet mouth envelop me. She begins to move her head up and down, her tongue swirling around the tip of my cock.
She’s teasing me, taking her time as she explores every inch of me with her mouth. I can feel myself getting closer and closer to the edge, but just as I’m about to cum, she pulls away.
“Sara,” I growl, my voice low and husky. “Don’t stop.”
She looks up at me with a mischievous grin, her eyes sparkling with amusement. “Who said I was going to stop?”
She leans down and begins to kiss me again, her lips moving up and down my shaft. I can feel myself getting harder and harder, my body aching for release. But just as I’m about to cum again, she pulls away once more.
“Sara,” I say, my voice strained.
She laughs softly, her fingers tracing patterns on my chest.
I can feel myself getting frustrated, my body on edge. I want to cum so badly, but Sara is teasing me mercilessly. I reach down and grab her hair, pulling her towards me.
“Dimitri,” she gasps, her eyes wide with surprise.
“I can’t take it anymore,” I say, my voice rough. “I need you.”
She smiles and leans down, her lips brushing against mine. “I need you too,” she whispers.
I can’t believe how good this feels. We haven’t done it in over a month, since before the baby came. Her doctor gave us the go-ahead just this morning. Sara’s hand guides my dick inside her, and I let out a low groan as I feel her warmth envelop me. She moans loudly, her head thrown back in pleasure. I watch as her breasts bounce with each movement, and I can’t help but reach up to grab them.
“Fuck, Sara,” I growl, my voice low and husky. “You feel so good. I missed this so much.”
She smiles down at me, her eyes dark with desire. “You like that?” she asks, her voice teasing.
I nod, my hands gripping her hips as she begins to move on my dick. At first, she moves slowly, her movements deliberate and sensual. But then she picks up the pace, bouncing faster and faster. I can feel myself getting closer and closer to the edge, but I don’t want this to end.
“Slow down, baby,” I say, my voice strained. “I don’t want to cum yet.”
Sara grins and leans down to whisper in my ear. “Who says I want you to cum already?” she asks, her voice low and seductive.
I groan as she begins to move again, her hips grinding against mine. I can feel every inch of her, and it’s driving me wild. I reach up to grab her hair, pulling her head back so I can kiss her neck.
“You’re so fucking sexy,” I murmur, my lips brushing against her skin. “I could do this all night.”
Sara moans in response, her movements becoming more erratic. I can feel her getting closer and closer to the edge, and I know I won’t be able to hold out much longer.
Her breasts are bouncing in time with her movements, and I can’t help but reach up and grab them again.
Sara leans forward, bracing herself on my chest as she continues to ride me. I can feel her breath hot against my skin, her hair tickling my face. I wrap my arms around her, pulling her closer to me as I thrust up into her.
“Cum for me, baby,” I say, my voice rough. “I want to feel you cum on my dick.”
But just as she’s about to go over the edge, she stops suddenly. She looks down at me with a mischievous grin, her eyes sparkling with amusement.
“What are you doing?” I ask, my voice strained.
“I want you to cum with me,” she says, her voice low and husky.
I groan in frustration, but I can’t deny that the thought of cumming together is incredibly hot. I reach up to grab her hips, pulling her down onto me as I thrust up into her.
“Okay, baby,” I say, my voice low and intense. “Let’s do this together.”
Sara smiles and begins to move again, her hips grinding against mine. I can feel myself getting closer and closer to the edge, and I know she’s right there with me.
“Come for me, Dimitri,” she says, her voice breathy. “I want to feel you cum inside me.”
I groan as I feel myself getting closer and closer to the edge. I can feel my balls tightening, and I know I’m about to come.
“I’m gonna cum, baby,” I say, my voice strained. “I’m gonna cum inside you.”
Sara moans in response, her movements becoming more erratic. I can feel her getting closer and closer to the edge, and I know she’s about to cum too.
“Cum with me, Dimitri,” she says, her voice low and intense. “Cum with me now.”
I groan as I feel myself going over the edge. I can feel my dick pulsing inside her, and I know I’m coming.
“Fuck, Sara,” I growl, my voice low and intense. “I’m cumming.”
Sara moans in response, her movements becoming more erratic. I can feel her getting closer and closer to the edge, and I know she’s about to cum too.
“Cum with me, baby,” I say, my voice rough. “Cum with me now.”
Sara lets out a loud moan as she goes over the edge. I can feel her pussy clenching around my dick, and I know she’s cumming.
“Oh fuck, Dimitri,” she cries out, her voice breathy.
I groan as I feel her cumming around my dick. It’s the most intense orgasm I’ve ever had, and I can’t believe how good it feels.
Sara collapses on top of me, her body trembling with pleasure. I wrap my arms around her, holding her close as we both catch our breath.
We lay there for a few moments, basking in the afterglow of our orgasms. I can feel Sara’s heart beating against my chest, and I know that I never want to let her go.
My fingers lazily trail up and down her bare back and I press a kiss to her hair, inhaling her sweet scent.
“I don’t think I’ll ever get tired of being with you like this,” I murmur.
Sara tilts her face up to me, a satisfied smile playing on her lips. “Mmm, me neither.”
She stretches up to give me a slow, sensual kiss before nestling back against me with a contented sigh. We lay quietly for a few minutes, simply enjoying the intimacy of the moment. My mind drifts to thoughts of our future together.
“You know,” I say, “seeing you graduate today got me thinking.”
Sara props herself up on one elbow, looking at me curiously. “Oh? What about?”
“About what comes next for you. For us.” I brush a strand of hair back from her face. “I know how passionate you are about your studies. How driven you’ve been to finish your degree.”
Sara nods, her expression thoughtful. “It’s been my dream for so long to get my bachelor’s. But now that I’m here…” She bites her lip.
“You’re wondering what’s next, aren’t you?” I finish for her.
“Yeah, I guess I am. We never really talked about what I’d do after graduating. I figured once we got married, I’d be expected to just be a housewife and mother.”
I take her hand, bringing it to my lips for a kiss. “Sara, you should know by now I want you to be happy. To pursue your passions, whatever they may be.”
Her eyes light up. “Really?”
“Of course.” I caress her cheek. “If you wanted to keep studying, get your master’s or even PhD, I’d support you completely. I know how brilliant you are, zvezda moya. I want to see you shine.”
“Dimitri…” Sara’s eyes glisten with emotion. She kisses me deeply. When we finally break apart, she asks excitedly, “Do you really mean it? You’d let me keep going to school?”
I chuckle at her enthusiasm. “Yes, as long as you save time for me too.” I wink playfully.
Sara laughs. “Oh, I think we’d manage.” She kisses along my jawline teasingly.
“Mmm, if this is the kind of persuasion I can expect, then I most definitely approve of more schooling for you,” I murmur, rolling us so I hover over her.
Sara grins up at me impishly. ” Maybe you could help keep me motivated?”
“I like the way you think, Mrs. Amato.” I trail kisses down her neck and across her collarbone as she sighs blissfully. “You know… if you do continue with your advanced degrees, we may need to eventually think about expanding our family.”
Sara glances up at me with a raised brow. “Oh? You want more kids already?”
I shrug, giving her a crooked smile. “I mean, one child is wonderful, of course. But just imagine – a whole house full of little ones running around. All of them taking after their brilliant, beautiful mother.”
Sara bites her lip, looking thoughtful. “It would be nice for our little one to have siblings close in age to play with…”
“Exactly,” I say. “And you know how I love to practice making babies with you.” I punctuate this with a squeeze to her backside that makes her yelp and laugh.
“You’re incorrigible,” Sara says, swatting my chest playfully. But her eyes shine with happiness.
“Perhaps.” I kiss the tip of her nose. “If I agree to fully support you pursuing higher education, would you consider giving me a second little one once you’ve finished your Masters?”
Sara pretends to consider this seriously for a moment. “Hmm well, I suppose that sounds like a reasonable arrangement, Mr. Amato.” Her eyes sparkle mischievously. “Especially if we seal the deal how we just did.”
“I like the way you negotiate, Mrs. Amato,” I growl playfully, Sara giggles then moans as I kiss a heated trail down her body.
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