"Rose!" Someone called from behind me. I spun around and saw Dimitri out on the field. He jogged over to me and put his warm hand on my shoulder. "Yeah, what's up?" I asked. "W-where are you going for the break?" He stuttered out. I looked up and saw him blushing and looking at his feet while we walked. I had never seen him so strung out. "Lissa invite me to go with Christian and her to Tasha's place." I winced at her name. Ever since Tasha had tried to steal Dimitri from me, I didn't like her. It wasn't her fault, but I felt guilty. She could've given him kids, something I never could, and he loved kids. "Oh." "Spit it out Comrade." Here comes sarcastic and impatient Rose. "?" OMIGOD!!!!!!!!! Did he just ask if I wanted to go to Russia with him? I pulled him behind a tree on the border and kissed him. When he pulled away he said, "Is that a yes?" I nodded and he scooped me up and carried me away.
He finally let me down in our cabin. "What are we doing?" I stuttered. I blushed when he pulled me into his arms. "Why, is something wrong?" I blushed even harder then. I shook my head. "What is it, my love?" He asked again. I blushed even harder. "Please tell me." His face looked anguished, I had to tell him. "It's just, I'm still a little sore from last time." I shifted uncomfortably in his arms and looked down, away from him. He tipped my face up, but I kept my eyes down. "Please look at me Roza." He was begging again, I had to look at him. My blush deepened even more when I saw his soft, understanding, warm brown eyes. "Roza, don't be embarrassed. Your body went through an enormous change. It's only expected." He's so understanding. "It seems I'm going to have to be gentle with you." I felt his warm breath on my neck, those soft lips trailing lightly up and down my throat. His fingers slipped underneath my shirt, brushing ever so lightly on my skin. He pulled it up and laid me on the bed, hovering over me. He looked down at my body, his wide eyes filled with lust and… amusement. He smiled at me when he tore off my shorts. (A/N: M scene starts here.) Dimitri trailed ghost kisses down my neck and to my chest. I gave a small moan when he slipped my lace bra off and flung it across the room. His lips molded into my nipple, swishing his tongue around. A ripple of pleasure waved through me. He ghost kissed right down to my thighs, where he ripped my panties off. He circled but never approached my area. I groaned and shivered. "Are you cold, my Roza? Well, that just won't do." Dimitri shook his head and covered me with a blanket, all the way to my chin. He aligned himself on top of me and grinned. I pushed him on his shoulders. "You are so cruel." I ripped his shirt. "I liked that shirt." He told me. "Too bad." I rolled us over so I was on top. My hands trailed down his chest and lightly traced his well sculpted abs. I slipped his belt off and popped the button to his jeans. I slowly unzipped them and slid them down his legs. Dimitri kicked them off and tried to flip us over again, but I restrained him. Grinning, I said, "I'm not done." With all his strength, he didn't seem to be able to do anything. I slowly slipped his boxers down and trailed kisses down his stomach. My fingers brushed against his 'area' and it twitched. He groaned and I felt the fingers that were knotted in my hair trying to pull me up. I obliged and Dimitri flipped us over. Slowly, almost painfully slow, he entered me. My body adjusted to having him in it. Again, very slowly, he pulled out. I moaned with pleasure. He stopped. "Roza, did I hurt you?" he sounded horrified. Why would he think that, ever. "Please. Don't. Stop." Again, he slowly pushed back into me. "God, I'm not fragile. You can loose some control when you're in our position at the moment." I complained, slightly out of breath. "I know it takes a few times until it stops hurting. Are you okay?" He sounded slightly worried. "You can go a little faster." He took that as a yes, and from then on, he completely lost all his control.
The plunge was deeper and more forceful, and Dimitri quickly pulled himself out, and then repeated. I dug my nails in his back, moving my hips with his thrusts. Every move was faster and filled with more passion. Though my first time, obviously not his, in the cabin was an incredible memory, one that I would cherish for the rest of my life, this was even more amazing. Every move we made was filled with even more love and desire than the one before. After, we lay there. We were not done when his hardness came back. This time it was my turn. I positioned myself on top and kissed Dimitri long and hard. "Be careful." He whispered against my lips. He was scared I would hurt myself, they he would blame himself. I loved Dimitri, but he was always so hard on himself. "What's going on here?" A high, feminine voice asked from behind us. My head slightly turned, but I already knew who it was. Tasha.