a/n: Bad news, guys. My laptop bit the dust, so I am using someone else's computer. Please forgive any typos...as I have to write this in my email and then copy and paste it. This computer has no MS Word. :( My apologies for the delay in posting.
Updates may be sporadic over the next few weeks, but please bear with me and keep reading. I promise to keep them coming. [The chapters...and Rose and Dimitri ;)]
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The walk up the steps to Dimitri's apartment was more like a sprint, and by the time they made it inside, Rose was reeling with lust.
Dimitri slid the key in the lock and pushed the door open, stepping back so she could precede him inside. When he closed the door and turned around, she'd already flung her shirt across the room; her skirt pooled at her feet.
"Holy hell, Roza," Dimitri said with what could only be described as an appreciative growl as his gaze slid over her body. Instead of stepping forward, he reached for her wrist and and hauled her against his chest, lowering his lips to her already open and waiting mouth. The moment his tongue met hers, Rose's whole body sunk against his. Dimitri's hands moved to her face and held tightly, as if to keep her standing.
When Rose felt his erection twitch against her bare belly, she pulled his hands away from her face and dropped to her knees before him. She quickly unbuttoned his pants and lowered his zipper, then pulled everything in her way down to his ankles. She was smart enough to know she wouldn't be able to take all of him, so she made a fist at the base of his cock and squeezed tightly. Dimitri groaned, and after a triumphant grin, Rose leaned forward and swept her tongue over his tip.
They'd been in such an all-fired hurry the first time she'd come home with him that Rose hadn't had a chance to taste him, so she savored him now...or what she could of him. As her mouth slid down his erection, Dimitri's hand tangled in her hair, then pushed on the back of her head. Once she felt him at the back of her throat, she quickly pulled back only to move forward again. Dimitri thrust his hips forward at the same time, and when Rose reached her threshold, she sucked as hard as she could as she pulled her head slowly back.
"Do you think...it's possible...to be so fuckin' hard you could keel over and die?" Dimitri asked between pants.
Rose giggled as her lips left his dick. She leaned back so her ass was resting on her heels and looked up at him. As their gazes met, Rose's stomach coiled at the intense look in his eyes; it thrilled her to know he wanted her this much. "Death by desire?" she asked. "I like it. But if you die before you have a chance to fuck me, I swear to God...I'll kill you," she said with a grin.
Dimitri chuckled, and Rose leaned forward once again, desperate for another taste of him. She sucked as hard as she could, her head bobbing voraciously up and down. Though Rose had done this before...to other men, she'd never enjoyed it. But the grunts and groans that fell from Dimitri's lips made her feel powerful, and Rose loved that she was doing this to him; she was making him feel these things.
"Roza," Dimitri gasped. "I'm going to..." His words trailed off, but he'd given her plenty of warning. It was a few seconds before she felt the warm liquid squirt against the back of her throat, then coat her mouth as she continued on. She'd never before had the desire to see it through...to taste a man as she did with Dimitri. She swallowed once...twice...three times before he finished, and Rose sighed in contentment.
Rose watched as Dimitri toed off his shoes, then stepped out his jeans and boxers. He reached for the hem of his t-shirt, and Rose was greeted at the sight of his muscular chest and sculpted abs.
He bent over and scooped her effortlessly up into his arms, and then headed straight for his bedroom. He placed her gently in the middle of his mattress, immediately cradling his thighs between hers.
Rose shivered as he left a trail of wet kisses along her collar bone, then moved lower until he'd made his way to the center of her chest. He didn't bother to push her bra aside; his lips closed over the taut peak of her breast and he tugged lightly with his teeth. Her body instinctively bowed; her nipples straining so hard they ached.
"Yes, Dimitri," she breathed, shimmying her body side to side and upward all at the same time in an effort to thrust her breast further into his mouth. "God, yes!"
While his lips sucked through the hot pink lace, his hand reached beneath the cup on the other side, his fingers kneading her breast.
Rose had to struggle to catch her breath, but she needed him now. She didn't want to wait. She wanted him inside of her now. "Dimitri, please," she begged. "Please..."
"Please what?" he asked, his gaze meeting hers. He quirked a brow at her, and the self satisfied smirk on his face sent a wave of heat straight to her thighs.
"I want you inside of me," she pleaded.
Dimitri was quick to comply; he pushed the panel of fabric between her thighs to the side and slid two long fingers inside of her slick heat. Rose whimpered, her hips rocketing up off the mattress.
"You're soaked, Roze," he informed her.
"What are you..." Rose grunted as his fingers caressed her. "Gonna do about it?"
His fingers left her, and Dimitri positioned himself so the head of his dick was teasing her opening before he slid just inside of her. "God, Roza," he said through gritted teeth. "You're so fuckin' tight you make me want to slam inside of you."
"For God's sake, Professor, don't restrain yourself." Rose wrapped an arm around his neck, using it as leverage to lift her upper body off the mattress. Her breasts crushed against the hard planes of his chest, and once she was certain she had a firm hold, her hips shot up off the mattress. He hissed at the same time she winced, her body stretching to accommodate him. Her body instantly shuddered from the welcome intrusion.
"You OK?" he asked, brushing a lock of hair back from her cheek.
"No," Rose said crossly as she nipped at his earlobe. She ground her lower body against his. "And I won't be until I have you slamming into me!"
His hands seized her hips and forced them down onto the mattress. His body followed, careful to stay inside her. Once she was settled he thrust forward, until she surrounded every pulsing inch of him. "Ooooh," Rose groaned, her hands clenching the sheets.
Dimitri withdrew slightly, then plunged forth again. His rhythm hard and fast, and Rose kept with him-thrust for frenzied thrust. He filled her over and over again, and when he reached between them, his finger barely grazed her clit when Rose cried out. Her whole body stiffened as her head thrashed back and forth on the pillow, his name spilling from her lips.
She felt him explode inside of her before his sweat slicked body draped over hers; Rose's arms felt heavy as she wrapped them around him.
"Thank God you came to your senses," she remarked through ragged breaths.
She felt the vibrations on her shoulder as Dimitri chuckled. He placed a soft skin against her flesh, then pressed against the mattress with his hand so his face was towering over hers. "If you would wake me before you leave this time," he said, his tone slightly chastising, "I'd like to come to my...senses again."
Rose laughed. "I'm all for helping you come again, Professor."
