A/N: So the beach is really 12 hours away from where the girls are staying, so for the sake of the story, I'm tweaking where they are. Just a heads up!
Also, sorry for updating so late, but I forgot today was sunday! Las Vegas really screwed up my sense of days hahaha sorry!
"Wake up," I heard a Russian angel whisper into my ear.
Groaning, I turned away from the voice, snuggling into the blanket. A scowl formed on my face when I was pulled back the other way and the blankets were taken away. Crossing my arms, I opened my eyes to see Dimitri leaning over me, an amused look on his face. Closing the space between us, he planted a soft kiss, which I quickly responded to. But when he pulled away the pout was still on my lips.
"Roza, you have to get up," he said before peppering my lips with soft kisses. After having enough, I lazily wrapped my arms around him and gave him a long kiss before pulling away.
"You know some of us need our beauty sleep," I said as I sat up. As I stretched, I immediately felt the sleepiness start to fade away.
"Yes, but luckily you're beautiful enough." I gave him a small smile, a blush creeping along my cheeks. He's always showering me with compliments, and yet each one makes me feel like the ugly duckling nerd that never believes she's as beautiful as the hunky jock says she is.
"Well with compliments like that, how can a girl go back to sleep?" I wiggled my hips somehow and scooted to the edge of the bed.
Chuckling, he gave he a hard, quick kiss before getting off the bed. Pouting, I didn't move until I got some answers.
"So where exactly are we going?" I shouted into the closet, my curiosity had been killing me all night. I needed to know
"It's a surprise." His voice was soft and almost flat, I refrained from rolling my eyes.
"Well then how am I suppose to dress? Weather's crazy here, so I need some idea so I can get dressed."
"Or you can just wear this," he said, tossing me an outfit. It was a coral orange halter summer dress with a skater skirt that fell to my knees, and a simple halter swimsuit the same color folding inside. I was packing a towel and sunblock when Dimitri walked out, in white swim trunks with coral stripes down the side and a white tank top and boy did he look sexy.
"Put a sweater on," I muttered as I stuffed his towel in the bag, biting my lip when he slid his hands across my stomach as he came up behind me.
"Why?" he whispered, placing an almost undetectable kisses on my neck and bare shoulder, but my body felt them. I always felt everything he did to me.
"Because," I drew out, tilting my head to give him easier access. "You're too tempting in a tank top." A small gasp escaped my lips when he suddenly turned me around and pulled me flush against him.
"And that's a bad thing?" he asked, his minty breath showering over me. Biting my lips, I shook my head. "Good because we're going to continue this later." He pulled away, grabbing the bag I made and walked out. Huffing, I followed him to the rental car, not oblivious to the missing sun.
Getting out of the car, a moan left my lips as the hot air hit me, basking in the glow of the sun slowly coming out, and the sweet sound of waves crashing against each other rang in my ear. The sound was comforting and beautiful. My body was telling me to run to the water, but instead I let Dimitri take my hand and lead me down the beach to a secluded area right by the water, my bag and a basket in his other hand.
"So where are we?" I ask, tossing to the side the sandals I took off when we walk onto the sand.
"Patara Plaji," he said, his Russian accent really coming out. Nodding my head, I helped him lay out the blanket stuffed inside the basket.
Laying down, eyes closed, I giggled when he spread my legs apart and placed himself over me, titling my head up for the expected kiss. Except it never happened. Opening my eyes, I saw Dimitri looking at me, but not in a teasing way. I saw the admiration and love in his eyes as he hand slowly tucked away hair stands on my face. Smiling, I wrapped my arms around his neck and admired how beautiful he looked with the sunrise framing his face. My smile grew when he finally leaned down and kissed me.
Of course, this kiss wasn't like any of the other ones he's given today, and it especially wasn't like any of the soft ones he was giving me last night. This one was firm and hungry, one of his hands sliding down to my grip my waist and pull me closer, my arms involuntarily tightening when he pressed himself against my core, sending blaze of pleasure through my body. Running my hands down his back, I slyly pulled his shirt off, barely breaking the kiss when I took it off him and threw it behind me.
Tangling my hands in his hair, I wanted more, I wanted all of him filling me, and I could tell he wanted it too. I was breathless when he pulled away, my whine turning into a soft moan when his lips found my soft spot. He always knew how to work my body and no matter what he did I reacted accordingly
"Take me," I whispered into his ear, gently nibbling it. Pulling away, he looked at me, wondering if he heard me right. Propping myself on my elbows, I shook my hair and gave him my sultriest look. "Right here. Take me."
** LEMON SCENE! GET YOUR PUCKER FACE READY**
Through his eyes, I could see the internal war going on inside him. He wanted to do it right here at the beach, but something was stopping him from it. Testing the boundaries he was clearly putting, I sat up, slightly pushing him away. I took off my dress, tossing it next to my shoes. Growling, his lips attacked my neck, sucking it and sending another wave of pleasure throughout my body, which was trailed with more when one of his hands reached up and cupped my breast, slowly but roughly massaging them, while the other delicately untied my bikini top. Rocking my hips against his, my hands blindly fumbled to find the draw string for his shorts, only stopping my movements to rid my body of my bikini shorts.
His kisses increased and he rubbed himself against me roughly. The feeling sent my body into a frenzy, my need to have him closer pulsing inside me. I wrapped my hands around his torso, slowly working my hands down further. I wanted him so badly, and I needed him to know. So I grabbed his perfectly sculpted ass and pushed him closer to me, he immediately got the hint.
But before he gave in, he pulled away from the kiss. His hands wondered over my body as his lips trailed kisses down my neck and throat. He quickly found one of my nipples and sucked roughly. A gargled noise left me as he switched to give the other the same attention. He just as quickly returned his lips to mine and I felt him aligning himself, his tip teasing me slightly.
Sighing blissfully when he quickly plunged himself inside me, I felt like my body had been starved for fifty years and I was finally getting that hunger quenched. I clung on to him while he started rocking in a fast pace, surely able to rock me off the blanket if I didn't hold on tight enough. When my nails dug into skin, a low growl left his lips, making me moan as he filled me to the hilt for the hundredth time. The sounded vibrated through me, causing a loud moan to slip out.
Lifting my leg up just a bit, he started hitting a deeper spot inside, making me throw my head back and moan loudly again. His hands snaked upwards and landed on my breasts. They felt so sensitive to his touch, and when his fingertips brushed along my nipples, I just about lost it. Dimitri knew how to make me feel good. Our first time had been amazing, and every time after that always brought back the same feelings.
Between the fast pace, his hands working my breast, and the noises we were both making, I found myself close to my climax. Laying me back down on the blanket and hovering over me, his hands on top of my shoulders to stop me from going too far as he started going harder, probably feeling my body starting to tighten down there. If everything else wasn't having me at the edge of the cliff, the intense stare he was giving me, his eyes clouded with lust, had me seconds from jumping. Biting my lip when he went in extra hard, I gripped onto his forearm, a moan close to a yelp escaping my lips. Still, he went harder, and faster if it was possible, making me definitely yelp in pleasure, but soon I was quieted when he brought his lips to mine, my hands gripping him harder as I felt my body on overdrive. His kiss was hard and deep, and mingled with the way he was working downstairs, it was just what I needed to climax. His tongue darted out into mine and the action had me right there, teetering on the edge, and then something happened.
Right when I felt myself about to release, he pulled out and pulled away, hovering over me with a dark look in his eyes. My arms the equivalent of noodles from gripping so hard feel to my side, while I looked up at him in utter dismay.
What the fuck?
"Say my name," he whispered, but the command and authority was clear in his words.
"Dimitri," I whispered, a little unsure of what he meant. In all the times we've had sex, we've never really talked during it, a couple 'yes!' and saying the other's name, but we've never stopped to say the name.
Growling loudly, he rubbed my clit with his whole dick, making me throw my head back and moan, my overly sensitive body crying for more. How could he torture me like this?
I said his name again, higher than when I first said it, but that still wasn't what he wanted. Growling even more, he teasingly poked his tip inside, moving it around my entrance but not going any deeper tip. I said his name even louder, my voice sounding more like mix of a plead and a moan. He was going to kill me like this. I needed to release more than anything.
"Louder," he commanded, taunting me by pulling out and putting his tip back inside. Biting my lip, I definitely waited until he gave me more. Giving me what I wanted, he filled me to the hilt, but slowly, the action getting him what he wanted
"Dimitri!" I shouted, feeling my body ready to jump into the abyss of bliss. Pulling out and driving himself back in, he got me there and the scream escaping my lips was quickly muffled with a long and tender kiss.
"You're cruel," I huffed, sitting up as he fell back onto the blanket. Breathless, he chuckled as he ran his hand through my hair and pulled me down for another kiss.
"You know," I said against his lips, waiting until he let me go to continued. "If I was just as cruel, I'd leave you with your hard on and go into the water to cool down." Looking down at his long hard member, I licked my lips before looking back at him. Giving him a mischief look, I brought my leg to the other side of his body and straddled him, my hands on his lower abdomen. "But I'm not cruel and I'm very very hungry."
His eyes clouded with lust again and his hands ran down the side of my body, before resting on my lower hip, his fingers spread out across my ass. Lifting me up, he moved me so I was over him and with the help of my hand, he guided me down, both of us moaning at the feeling. Deciding to take things slow, I took my time lifting myself back up before teasingly lowering myself.
"Rrrroza," he moaned, his accent coming it out that simple word as he rolled his 'r', as I kept the pace going, rotating my hips back and forth as I did.
Throwing my head back and closing my eyes, I let my sense of touch revel in the feeling of him filling me. His hands slowly crawled up to my shoulder as he lifted himself up to my level, making him a different spot, a gasp leaving my lips. Using the opportunity, his attached his lips to my open lips, making me moan as his tongue slid in and both our mouths began a passionate dance. Involuntarily, I felt myself begin to go faster, using his shoulders to push myself up and down. His hands trailed down my body again, this time making my spine shiver as they did.
"Rrroza I'm-" he began to say, his face having moved to the crook of my neck as his hands gripped my ass harder.
"Me too," I breathed, letting him move my body at the pace he wanted. My breathless pants filled the space around us as he worked me to my second orgasm. He was first to climax, but when his hot seeds filled me, I was right behind him, dropping my head to his neck as he moved me to the right pace to ride out our orgasms.
** PUCKER TIME OVER :) **
Slowly, we put our swimsuits back on. We would have put our bottoms on faster, but we were kissing the whole time so it took us a while. Before I could put my top on, Dimitri insisted putting sunscreen on my back, his fingers almost sending me to my third orgasm of the morning. Finally after he finished and tied my top, we laid down, mingling our limbs in every way possible, and watched the end of the sunrise with a few quick, soft kisses. I felt as if i was in a movie.
It was a very romantic morning…until my stomach made it's presence known.
Laughing, Dimitri untangled himself from me, making me pout and whine, and brought the basket so it would be in between us. Sitting down next to me, he started emptying it while I draped my legs over his and rested on my elbow. First came out a few bottles of orange juice, the plates and utensils following, and finally three containers. Two of them had their contents hidden behind a thick cloud of steam, while the third was vibrant with warm colors. Opening them up, I saw each of the two containers had a freshly made bacon, egg, sausage patty breakfast sandwich, and the last one had cantaloupe and berries salad.
Licking my lips, I grabbed the sandwich closest to me, moaning as I took my first bite. We watched waves hit the shore while eating breakfast, and then after letting the food settle for a while, we went into the water, enjoying the cool water for a few hours. Swinging our interwoven hands, I walked back to where we had set our stuff down, a bounce in my step.
"You're in a good mood," Dimitri said, letting my hand go and wrapping his arms around me from behind.
"Yup," I said, popping my 'p', as I leaned into him. "The sun's out, I'm at the beach, and I have my sexy boyfriend with me. Nothing can get me down."
"Nothing?" he taunted, earning him a playful glare.
"Yes, nothing. Not even when you threw me into a wave," I said, muttering 'jackass' at the end.
"You know you liked it."
"Oh yeah, nothing like getting my ass handed to me by a giant wave. Great way to start my day, comrade."
"Actually, I think you had the perfect start to your day," he whispered into my ear, softly rubbing his body against mine as he nibbled my ear. Moaning, I leaned even more into him, wanting to go for round three right here, right now. Turning around, I wrapped my arms around his neck, bringing him down for a breathtaking kiss, my body flush against his.
"Roza," he murmured against my lips, squeezing my hips before breaking away. "We need to get dressed so we can meet up with our friends."
"I'm in a swimsuit, dripping wet, and you want me to put my dress over it?"
"No. I want you to change into the undergarments I packed you and put that sexy little dress over it."
"Sexy?" I asked, looking at the dress in my hand. Holding it up to my body, I swung my body, the skirt lifting in the air. "I always thought it was cute, adorable, never sexy."
"Anything you wear is sexy," he said, pulling me close and kissing me again.
"Dimitri!" I tried to say, but it was muffled by his lips, so I stopped responding and waited for him to finish. "Thanks for getting my dress wet."
"It's hot, the sun's out, it'll dry up by the time you get your swimsuit off, and your bra and underwear on, believe me."
Laughing, I took his challenge and lay my dress down while I discreetly changed. My lips in a thin line, I slipped on my dry dress, glaring at Dimitri while he wore a big, triumphed grin. With a bit more force than needed, I tossed the towel I had wrapped around me to Dimitri, smirking when it hit him in the face. Glaring, he caught it and wrapped it around him so he could change too. While I waited, I packed everything into their respective bag, but before I could lift either one, Dimitri had both in his hand, his other slipping into mine.
"Ty ochen' krasivaya devushka," he said in a wistful tone, as we walked back to the car.
"What?" I already had a blush creeping along my cheek.
"I said," he begun to say as he pinned me to the side of the car. "You're a very beautiful girl."
"Mmm say it again," I said, smiling when he said it three times before kissing me. After making out for a few minutes, we finally put the bags in the truck and left for the bazaar.
Letting out a wolf whistle as we entered the Grand Bazaar an hour later, I slid my hand into Dimitri's jean's back pocket while he wrapped his arm around my shoulder.
"So how are we suppose to find them?" I asked as we made our way through the crammed alleyway. My eyes shifted from vendor to vendor, intrigued by what they were selling.
"I don't know," he admitted, sounding zoned out as he looked around for our friends. "But I told them where we were entering from and they're heading this way so hopefully we'll meet halfway."
"So we could look around and buy things along the way?" I asked, already catching a shop I wanted to look at.
"Roza, what could you possible need from here?" he asked as I stepped in between two shops, my eyes bouncing around looking at all the beautiful rugs and ceramic dishes. Everything looked gorgeous.
"We have a cabin that needs decorating," I stated simply, smiling when his eyes twinkled and he had an enormous smile on. I've always referred to the cabin as his, but I don't know what turned inside me that made me see it as ours.
"So you need rugs and vases?" He pointed to another small shop, grabbing my hand and leading the way
Nodding my head, I picked some things I liked, always sharing a pleasant smile with the vendor. I felt bad because I didn't speak a lick of Turkey, even though I knew my father was from here, but thankful Dimitri knew enough so that we weren't extorted for money and actually got good bargain deals. Since the rugs weren't big, I was able to roll them and fit them into the vase, making them easier to carry. A little ways down, I saw the brightest shop that had the cutest lanterns, and a shop next door that had some cute clothing. I couldn't help myself and dragged Dimitri to them.
"What do you think of this one?" I held a very colorful dress up to me, and Dimitri came in closer.
"I think that will make you look like my desert princess." I smiled and turned to the vendor, thrusting the money forward.
I had never thought I could be this happy. Even though this marked the beginning of the end of the trip, it was also the beginning of Dimitri and I. As we walked from vendor to vendor, having carefree arguments about what to buy and what not to buy, or what was wanted but not really needed, I couldn't help but think about all the other things we had yet to experience together.
This trip was just the start and as we met up without friends, I couldn't wait to see what was in store.
A/N: How about that beach smut ;) so it's with a heavy heart that I announce that next chapter is the final chapter of High School's a Bitch :'( but there's a sequel! So be on the look out for the A/N at the end of next chapter for more info :D
Leave me a review and tell me what you think :)
Also, someone asked about Tasha, she'll be in the sequel...I just don't know how exactly I want her to play out...like do I kill her off? Send her to a psych ward? Or just have her leave?