Sorry this one was late. If you review I will love you forever. And ever. Don't own the characters.

WARNING: This chapter is rated M for a reason.

UTIVICH

"Bella took me to a room downstairs, and we talked for hours. Being from different countries we had a lot in common. We both have six older sisters, we like cats… stuff like that. Then we… well, Bella was a prostitute, right?" He laughed and the interviewer gave him a blank stare. "Are you going to make me say it, sir?" He asked wide eyed…

ANYA

"Not man enough, Donowitz?" I asked, letting my Russian accent slide over it like liquid sugar. He turned angry eyes on me and I knew I was winning. 'That's right,' I thought, 'fall for it.'

"What did you say?" His eyes were on fire again like they were that night he tortured me.

"You know what I said." I hissed. For a moment it was a standoff. Then I softened my eyes again and slid of the white cotton straps down my shoulder. He pulled his coat off and threw it at my dresser, knocking over some of my things. Took of his shoes and slammed them to the floor. My heart was beating like a hammer and he was still on the other side of the room.

I scooted closer to the edge of the bed, praying he wouldn't change his mind. Sometimes I could tell exactly what he was thinking and other times he was impossible to read. He walked barefoot across my floor to close the curtains. 'Damn, it's cold in here.' I thought, shaking. Maybe that wasn't from being cold. His eyes swallowed my image when he turned back to me. I held in a violent shiver.

He walked to the bed, taller than me by feet instead of inches. He put his large calloused hands on my shoulders. Donny's touch felt like fire.

DONNY

Her thin shoulders were shaking under my hands. Anya never seemed so small. I leaned down and kissed her neck. She smelled exactly how she did in my dream like flowers and skin. I wrapped my arms around her, squeezing her soft body to mine, lifting her off the bed. She pressed her face into my neck like she was memorizing my smell. I ran my hands down her back as she shivered, but didn't move from my grip.

Her soft, full lips pressed into my neck as her arms snaked around my shoulders. I would have to be really careful with her.

"Take off my shirt. Go on. Do it." Anya looked up at me scared, but complied. Her feminine hands started working the buttons out of their holes. The warmth of her breath was gone from my shoulder; I missed it. Despite all the shaking she unbuttoned me pretty fast, and untucked my waist. I kissed her blonde temple as I pulled the shirt off. She was shaking really hard now. I couldn't blame Anya for being scared, but she wanted this. Wanted me.

ANYA

I was visibly shaking and he noticed. So, I jumped up on my tiptoes and kissed him, kind of hard. I put my hands on his shoulders and he kissed me back. When we started it felt planned, and in ways it was, but now he was kissing me back in a totally unplanned way. Our lips clung hard and his teeth were bruising me. Big, calloused hands tangled in my hair. His breath was hot on my face and a moan escaped my throat as his tongue ran over my teeth. At that his hips bucked forward. He reached down for his belt.

"No," I barely got out. "Let me." I said, directing him to sit on the bed. "I'm innocent enough, but I know a few tricks." He looked down at me curiously as I knelt between his knees. Donny rested his weight on his arms, giving me the reigns for the second time. This was good.

I put my hands on his thighs and leaned over his lap. That first night Bella gave me the basics, but she'd shown me a few things since then. I took the belt between my teeth and opened it. Then slowly pulled it through the belt loops with my hands then continued undoing his pants with my mouth. It was something I didn't get to do for Alvin. He hadn't given me the chance. I looked up to see Donny's face.

DONNY

I was biting my lips so hard I could taste blood. Anya's blue eyes were glaring up at me from my crotch. I wanted to shove her face back down and make her blow me, but I had a feeling the wait would be worth it. The second she reached past my zipper I was rock hard. I didn't know if I would survive this. When she started to work I just tilted my head back and tried to keep it together. There was no doubt she knew what she was doing.

"Oh, God," I said, grabbing a handful of blonde locks. She reacted by sucking harder. I couldn't handle this. I was gonna come.

ANYA

"Stop," he said in a voice I barely recognized. I waited a couple seconds before I stopped.

"Why?" I asked, a bit breathless.

"Cause I said," he growled.

"Am I bad at it? You can tell me." I was so nervous.

"No, you're good at it- Why aren't you naked?" He asked, quickly changing the subject.

"I don't know," I said holding the hem of my dress. Then I slowly pulled it over my head; cold air surrounding me fully. All I was wearing was a small pair of underwear so I covered my chest and looked at the floor. I was as embarrassed as the first time I was naked in his presence. While I was looking at the floor he had gotten rid of his undershirt and covered himself again.

'God,' I thought, looking at his exposed chest dusted with hair and hard with muscle, 'he's so masculine.' He grabbed me under the arms, exposing me and lifting me onto his lap. Suddenly I was straddling him and shaking harder even though his body was so warm. He reached up and palmed my breast, I gasped at the feeling. The same move didn't feel like that when Alvin did it. I looked at his face. His eyes were burning and seeing how much he was liking this turned me on too.

He nipped at my neck as he palmed me and with his other hand he pulled me up further on his lap. I could feel Donny underneath me. Breath hitched in my throat. I thought it would feel wrong, but it didn't. It felt… right. So, I rubbed against him. He froze.

DONNY

"You really want it. Don't you?" I growled. She gasped and flushed bright red. Embarrassed as hell. I laughed and rolled her onto the bed. She didn't know that when she gave me the green light we were going to do this my way, and that was one hell of a green light.

ANYA

I was blushing like crazy. I did want 'it' but hearing him say that nearly killed me. Then again no one in my life had ever talked to me that way. It was dangerous, just like Donny. While it embarrassed the fuck out of me; it was hot. His weight was welcome on top of me as he groped me and nipped at my skin, leaving pink bite marks everywhere he went. His hands were rough and harsh against my skin, which had only been caressed like this by one man, Donovan Donowitz.

"Here you go," he huffed, scooting his thigh between my legs, pressing it against me, showing me what to do. I groaned, grinding his leg. What was happening to me? Was I 'that girl' now?

He smiled evilly over me and licked my nipple. "Donny!" Yeah, I was that girl now.

"I like the way that sounds," he said, lightly scraping short nails over my stomach. "Say my name," he commanded, taking my nipple into his mouth again.

"D-Donny," I gasped, grinding harder.

"Good girl," he said, leaning back and kneeling, taking his leg away from me. He reached for me and grabbed me by the neck.

DONNY

I had grabbed enough girls by the throat that I knew how to do it without hurting her too much. I lifted her head up and made her look at my pants.

"Look at that. You got me all wet," I said.

"Well," she blushed deeply, "you got me all wet." I had to keep myself from grinning. No girl had ever been brave enough to talk back. She gave a shy smile, knowing she'd caught me off guard. I bit my lip and shook my head. She was really something else. If she were any other girl I would not be waiting like this. It was torture having her laying there naked, breasts heaving with panicked breath. She had me aching in my pants, but I knew she wouldn't be ready yet, and I certainly wasn't going to let her blow me again. We'd save those moves for a quickie.

"Did I?" I asked, running my hand over her creamy thigh to her center. She grabbed my hand for a second, looking extremely worried. "Do you trust me or not?" I said impatiently. She timidly pulled her hand away, and tried to relax after helping me take her panties off.

She gasped the instant I touched her. She was so sensitive. There was no way I was gonna forget she was a virgin. I put my fingertip at her entrance. I hesitated. 'Dammit, Donowitz… she asked you to do this for her.' I slowly pushed my finger inside her. God, she was tight; tighter than in my dream.

"Has anyone ever touched you like this?" I asked, taking in how she felt. I thanked God for all those years of hand jobs, masturbation and meaningless where I learned how to control coming.

"No," she mewed.

"Do you touch yourself?" She turned her head in shame and bit the palm of her hand. I leaned over her and whispered right in her ear. "You touch yourself?" I laughed, shoving my finger further into her.

"Ah!" She gasped.

"You better say it," I said curling my finger inside her. She slapped her hands to my shoulder, and dug her nails into my skin. Her knees closed around my hips.

"I touch myself," she admitted, her face hot with embarrassment. I knew what I wanted to ask, but I would be chancing embarrassing myself. 'You're a cocky asshole anyway,' I thought. 'Just ask.'

"You think about me when you touch yourself," I added a second finger.

"Uhhhhh," that sounded like a good noise. I had to learn the difference when I realized I didn't like typical things. It was the difference between consent and rape. I looked right into Anya's light eyes as I began to pump my fingers in and out of her.

"Is that a 'yes'?"

ANYA

'Why should I lie?' I asked myself. I slowly nodded. "Yes, and now I need you. Please, Donny, I'm begging you," I put my arm around his neck and brought his ear down to my mouth. "Have sex with me." He shivered. I had him.

His pants were gone in a flash, but I wasn't scared anymore. He had gotten me plenty ready and in a way Donny Donowitz was worthy. He wasn't some pompous, self-righteous, 'picked-by-mom-and-dad', conservative type I always dreaded I'd end up with. And what I had with Donny wasn't love, but it was lust, and lust is passionate. It was more than I ever expected from a Russian man.

He crawled over me again and just when I thought he was going to thrust, he leaned over me and gave me a searing kiss. I was surprised.

"Ready?" He asked, giving me that hard stare from the night we met. I nodded staring straight in his dark brown eyes, and he rolled his hips into mine. I gasped at the pain. He felt huge inside of me. He gave me a few moments to take him in.

"You feel so good," he breathed onto my neck. I could feel my muscles expanding around him. As soon as I was comfortable I nodded, and he started a slow pace. Our breathing synchronized and our eyes locked.

DONNY

I had never looked a girl in the eyes while I was doing her before. It was hot. I could see everything I did to her in her eyes. I realized that staring down at any other girl before Anya wouldn't have been this easy. Then I couldn't think of anything except how she was wrapping her legs around me and mewing in pleasure, moaning my name.

ANYA

After losing control and track of time, I had lost count of how many times I came. During the last one he lost control too and came with me. He collapsed on the bed next to me, and I rolled over on top of him. I propped my chin up on his stomach and played with his chest hair. He laughed. His smile was infectious, so I smiled too. He laughed again.

"What?" I asked.

"It's almost dawn and Aldo expected me back in a half hour." We laughed together. For some reason Aldo pacing waiting up for us was hilarious.

"Well, I guess he'll get the intel tomorrow morning."

"What was the information anyway?" He asked, looking adorably curious.

"That Major you guys are looking to kill is staying in the same house Alvin's in."

"Where!?"

"Right on the edge of town. Don't worry about it now. They're not going anywhere. They haven't moved in the last four weeks," I yawned, resting my head on his stomach and promptly falling asleep.