Woohoo…I am dedicating this chapter to the song…" I'LL BE " By Edwin McCain. SO perfect…..
I wanted this chapter to be just for Dimitri and Rose..A celebration of sorts.
This is a long sex scene and AWKWARD to write!….(I was blushing)
BE WARNED.. it does contain more detail from my normal love scenes.
**ALERT** Almost soft porn..…..lol
I hope you guys don't think me…..perverted…It's DIMITRI…HELLO!….**blushes**! LOL
Happy Belated Birthday Sissy..Hope you had fun at homecoming.
Rose's POV
I hated to fight with Dimitri. I felt horrible and wretched inside knowing I hurt his feelings. He didn't deserve to hear those words I spewed at him. They were harsh, unfounded, and very untrue. Dimitri had lost everything for a long period of time, things that could never be reclaimed.
He lost his grandmother, without ever having a chance to say good-bye, time with me and his family, and mostly he robbed of the joys of witnessing his only child be born, holding him, and just watching him grow. I had to apologize.
Immediately following my classes, I quickly ran to Dimitri's office to only be told that he had already gone for the day. I had tried to call his cell phone but he didn't pick up. Either he was busy or he is really pissed at me.
I continued on my way home to grab a quick shower and then call Ethan. I knew that if anyone would know where to find Dimitri, it would be Ethan.
"Hello."
"Eth. Have you seen your father?"
"Yeah…Why? By the way, what have you done to him now?" He asked with a sarcastic disposition.
That little shit. The nerve of him. "What do you mean?" I demanded in return, with a matching attitude. One to show how insulted I was once again by my son's critical judgment of me.
Ethan back-peddled slightly as he lowered his defensive tone. "Nothing. I mean he just seemed a little out of sorts during our training session. And the bond between us told me it was something personal. So, I figured it had to do with something between the two of you."
Remorse flooded me even more so now knowing that I had been such a bitch to him. "Where is he now?"
"He went home I guess. He left the gym about, I don't know..20 minutes, maybe." He sighed into the receiver. "Can you take it easy on him. Dad may not show it, but whatever you said or did..really upset him. I felt it through our bond even though he would never admit it.
Mom? You know he loves you. I see your auras..just..I don't know...quit fighting it."
I laughed this time at his straightforwardness. "Love advice from my son..Are you now an expert or something?"
"Hell no..but, someone needs to try to put you in your place. Especially since dad is too afraid to try." He joined me in my laughter. The thought of Dimitri being afraid of me is absurd. Well, he is afraid of my irrational, emotional outbursts. Now, that I can believe.
"Don't worry, Ethan. I will talk to him. He will be in a better mood. I promise." Rose's mind was setting a plan into motion. And it had little to do with talking she thought to herself.
"God have mercy on my poor dad's soul. Should I call him and warn him of your impending visit? Maybe he could hide now if I gave him enough notice."
"HAHA…Good bye, Ethan." Rose giggled at her son's teasing comment. Where the hell he got that snitty attitude from, I will never know.
"Bye, mom."
I knocked on his door with no avail. He couldn't be that upset, could he? No way, I knew that he was home. Ethan told me that Dimitri had left the gym not more than 20 minutes ago.
Hell with it, I wasn't going to wait out here in the cold for him to open the door. He had given me a key to his apartment months ago. So, I decided to let myself in. Once I entered his apartment I heard the shower running and immediately knew the reason to why he hadn't answered the door.
There was no way I was leaving. I had it in my mind that I was going to stay here until he heard me out. Therefore, I concluded I would wait for him until he was done.
While walking into his bedroom for the first time, I stopped to take in the surroundings. It was exactly how I would expect it to be; shelves full of books, simply decorated, basic, yet immaculately clean, and it smelled just like him. It permeated my nose with his sharp, clean scent. I loved the smell of him.
It naturally stirred something deep within the pit of my stomach. It swirled with that old familiar aching desire for him and being here only increased my need.
Dimitri had come out of the shower, wearing no surprise of his face to see me sitting there. He stood before me radiating unbelievable sex appeal. He leaned in the threshold; wrapped with only a towel around his waist, tan, muscular arms crossed over his chest, while casting a desirous glance in my direction.
He was strikingly gorgeous; not in a pretty boy sort of way, but more like otherworldly beautiful. The most amazing thing about him was that he didn't realize just how sexy he really was. It made his appeal even more alluring.
My heart felt like a trapped hummingbird flapping his wings within my chest. He left me breathless whereas all I could do was to stare at his half naked body. My skin instantly felt heated and flushed while I tried to maintain my composure.
Dimitri tilted his head to examine my face with perfect, white teeth gleaming as a sly smile graced his ever inviting mouth. He poised his brow in a questioning position, sensing my appreciation for him. "You see something you like, Guardian Hathaway?"
"Are you stealing my lines now, Comrade?" I smirked in return; while an obvious flirtation oozed from my words.
"Gotta have material for my jokes." He answered matter of factually. Recalling my words and our conversation from many years ago with perfect clarity, allowing that flirty smile to appear on his glorious face once more.
Clever boy, I thought to myself. "Really... that's enough."
"What's enough?" He laughed with a rich, smooth silkiness that caressed my skin like a whispered breath.
"I am sorry that I yelled at you. You didn't deserve to be treated like that. I would never want to hurt you." I knew my eyes reflected the remorse that I felt as I gazed into his dark, brown ones.
He studied me with utter seriousness for a half a second and then a mischievous grin crossed his lips, arching one brow at me again. "I know you wouldn't…But."
"But.. what?" I crossed my arms and shifted my hips to quickly assume my usual snarky stance. I tried to exude as much bravado that I could muster. I couldn't let him see how nervous his closeness was making me.
My body was overwhelmed with an unimaginable craving. Dimitri was that one weakness that I desired so intently.
He laughed at my defiant filled attitude. But, he couldn't fool me and I couldn't fool him. I knew he secretly loved it when I was difficult. Just as he knew that I was actually shaking internally. My attitude was an act and he loved having that kind of effect on me.
"You can make it up to me. However, it's only fair that I should to forewarn you, Roza. It will take a lot of persuading for me to accept your apology, since you hurt my feelings so deeply."
He ran his tongue over his lips to moisten them. My eyes were mesmerized by the movement of his tongue. I couldn't remove my stare from his mouth.
I definitely wasn't expecting to hear him say those words to me. Dimitri was daring me to take the next step. He didn't have to tell me twice because it was all the encouragement I needed for this moment to happen between us. I wasn't waiting any longer.
I said no words when I walked over to stand in front of him, lacing my fingers in his soft, brown hair, running them delicately from roots to tips. It was as soft as I remembered.
He lowered his gaze to meet my eyes. His long hair hung ever so slightly in his handsome, chiseled face; dark brown eyes, adorned with thick, long lashes, and perfect, full lips. There was no way I could resist him any longer.
Our desire for one another was too strong to be denied any further. I needed him, wanted him with every fiber of my being. My body ached for Dimitri with a quivering need. A deep yearning that could only be satisfied by him and him alone.
It took only one gaze into those intense eyes, eyes that saw through to my very soul to know he felt the same way for me, too! We no longer needed to vocally express our hunger. One touch was enough to convey it's intensity.
Dimitri extended his strong, warm hand forward, intertwining his fingers in my hair to pull my lips to his; taking my bottom in lip in his mouth, sucking, and gently nibbling me. I shivered when he deepened our kiss.
Our tongues came together, caressing, exploring each other mouths. He velvet tongue moved along with mine like a slow tango, brushing, circling, and teasing.
His taste was incredible, like the most delectable dessert. I wanted more of him, so I kissed him harder. I savored his sweetness as it was tantalizing my taste buds. He tasted the way I remembered; like peppermint.
I inhaled the scent of his cologne, mixed with his own essence. It intoxicated me. My body was pleading for him and inviting him to touch me anywhere..everywhere.
I've missed him so much. I didn't want to suffer another minute of waiting. I wanted every part of him. It seemed as though he had sensed my desires when he snaked his other hand around my waist to pull my body tightly against his; allowing me to feel every contour,
every strong, lean muscle in his hard frame. I could feel how badly he wanted me when our bodies touched. How his body reacted when it was so close to mine.
We reluctantly tore our mouths from one another, chests heaving breathlessly while holding on to each others stare. The air was thick as desire and a impassioned energy erupted around us, engulfing our embrace.
The room was filled with a palpable force, gravitating us towards each other, clinging us together. Our bodies needing to touch, come together.
Gone was the inexperienced 17 year old girl who lost her virginity to him so many years ago. Standing before him now was a 37 year old woman with confidence. One who knows what she likes and what she wants.
It was time I explained to Dimitri exactly what I wanted from him and that I wasn't going to wait any longer. I stretched my fingers forward, slowly tracing the beads of water that were running down his strong, defined chest.
My fingers playfully ran along the towel that was securely wrapped around his waist. We never broke eye contact. The intensity of his stare alone was so sensual. It aroused me. His beautiful, deep brown eyes crinkled as a grin graced his features.
He licked his lips again while he appeared playful in his desire for me. He reached forward once more grabbing the hem of my shirt to remove it over my head; throwing it across the room.
"I am really glad you wore a skirt, Roza." He whispered seductively against my lips. His voice was thick, husky with desire.
He then slid his strong hands under my skirt and slowly up my thighs. His fingertips softly caressed my skin, leaving a trail of pleasurable, electric jolts where he touched. The effects from the graze of his silky fingers made me feel as though I had stood too close to embers of a fire.
A tingling heat radiated throughout my veins. I felt the warmth spread through my body while the passion erupted inside me. I was aching, a deep throbbing need, and desperation for him to relieve my agony by touching me.
He slid his strong, warm hands up my back side, firmly grasping my ass; jerking me, forcing me upward, wrapping my thighs around his waist. While keeping one hand securely underneath me, he snaked his other hand up into my hair, resting it at the nape of my neck.
He kissed along my jaw and down my neck with a greedy need. We were both panting in between hard shaky breathes.
I placed my hands on each side of his face, leaning down to him, guiding our lips together once more as I whispered against them. "Please make love to me."
"You're not going to pass out on me this time are you?" He teased with a smirk.
"Not if you keep my interests peaked." I seductively challenged against his mouth.
I felt his face turn up in a smile, to only crash our lips together again, forcing my mouth open to meet his. He kissed me with a fierce hunger, a longing, and such a desperation that took my breath away.
His kiss let me know that I was his and he was mine, as though we were trying reclaim our love for one other. For what was taken from us so unfairly many years ago, it was never lost, only misplaced.
This kiss only reaffirmed our love for one another, that no matter what happened or how much time passed between us; it could never be denied. We were meant for each other. Our souls forever joined as one.
I felt how much he missed me, needed me in that kiss. Dimitri tore at the remaining clothing I had on, trying to remove them in a desperate frenzy. We couldn't reach each other fast enough, as he pulled me down on top of him.
There was nothing between us; no clothing, nothing, but our bare skin touching. We slowed our pace, wanting to savor this moment that we have been given once again after such a long time apart.
"You're so beautiful, Roza." He whispered to me. "I've missed you so much…so much that it was hard to breathe without you."
I stared at him with my heart filled with so much love that it could burst. The emotions swirling through my mind were making me dizzy. Dimitri brought his fingers to my cheeks, brushing away the tear that had fallen. "Roza, we don't have…."
"Shhh….I do want you..more than anything." I suddenly felt nervous at was to happen between us.
He gazed at my face, studying me, as if to commit it to his memory. "I love you." There was so much adoration and contentment in the words he whispered.
I smiled at him, thankful for those three words. After all that we've been through, he still loved me. I lived to hear him say that to me. "I love you, too, Dimitri..more than you could ever possibly know."
He pecked my lips, once, twice, and a third time, slidding his warm, soft lips up my cheek and nipped at my ear. I released his name in a breathy whimper. Dimitri rolled us over so he was now hovering on top of me. He continued to slide his tongue and lips down my neck, collarbone, and then
finding my breast. I arched my back allowing him to take my nipple in his mouth, his tongue went in a circular motion, sucking so gently and to occasionally flick his tongue over my hardness, teasing me. His mouth and tongue were so warm against my sensitive skin.
I moaned as my body shook with pleasure wanting more of him. "Dimitri, please I can't …I just want to feel you in me." I pleaded; sounding so whiny, but I couldn't help myself.
I knew he wasn't going to give in so quickly. He was savoring me, making up for our lost time. I felt him chuckle, hot breath on my stomach to only make me quiver.
Dimitri continued downward, taunting me with his warm, soft lips. He grazed over my moist folds, allowing his fingers to explore me as his tongue licked, teeth lightly grazing me, and sucking at my bud lightly, causing me to thrust my hips toward him. I ached for release.
I breathed heavily, between my panting for breath. His tongue rolled over and over and suddenly darted inside of me, causing me to lose all control. "Oh yes…please god..please..Dimitri." It was as though my body exploded from orgasms that rocked my body.
He held my hips tightly, controlling me so I did stop us both from finishing. Dimitri held on to me until the last of my orgasm flooded all my senses, the sweet release rolling over me again and again. I screamed out his name to the point of being hoarse. I couldn't take it anymore.
My body shivered over and over as waves of complete bliss tumbled inside of me, making my insides feel as though my bones had melted.
He now hovered his strong, taut body against me allowing me to feel his hardness. I took comfort in his weight as he rested in between my legs. "I love it when you scream my name, Roza." He crushed our lips together while allowing me to taste myself on his tongue.
He was driving me completely insane. I pulled back and decided it was time for me to assume control.
I gave him a seductive smile letting him know that I was taking over the situation for now. I playfully rolled Dimitri over so I were on top of him. His beautiful, dark eyes fixed on me with a raw animalistic, most sexually charged, hungry look. The stare alone was the single most exotic
thing I had ever experienced. I have never had someone look at me that way before, like he could have devoured every inch of my body. But, he wasn't going to be the one devouring, I was. I began to kiss down his toned, sculpted chest to only stop momentarily to take his nipple in my mouth.
I knew it was driving him crazy. If I remembered anything about making love to Dimitri, it was that he seemed a tad reserved vocally when we first start out, but he finished with earth shattering results. I felt him stir ever so slightly with excitement.
I continued to trace my tongue down his stomach to occasionally gaze up at him with a consuming desire.
He gave me a breathless smile while groaning out my name. "Roza." His russian accent so thick in his throes of untamed lust. His dark, soulful eyes sparkled with the need for me to touch him. I kissed every so slightly on his flesh to feel him jerk with a delicious thrill.
I ran my tongue along him to only tease him with what was to come. I took him in my mouth to have his long, graceful finger to grasp my hair at the nape of my neck, pulling it. It was rough, sensual as I worked my mouth to satisfy him even more.
A low growl started to vibrate deep within his chest while it moved up his throat. "Roza, please…come up here. " He grasped my shoulders, forcefully pulling me up to his chest. We kissed fiercely, now enjoying the frabjous flavor on our tongues.
I straddled myself across his hips with an intense aching and only one need. A need to feel him deep within my body. I guided him inside me. I released a slow moan while my body shuttered with a flood of intense tingling, mixed with a rush of heat.
While I straddled across him; we moved together in a slow, rhythmic motion. He then reached forward resting his large, warm hands on either side of my hips guiding us into deep, satisfying thrusts. We fit together perfectly, exactly the way I remembered.
As I moved downward, he would thrust upward in perfect synchronization. Our breath was coming up faster as the sweet, pleasurable tension built up within both of us, awakening every one of our senses.
I ran my hands up his firm, rippled abs to rest them on his firm chest, trying to brace myself for the for the rush of pleasure I was about to experience. "Dimitri." I breathed out his name as we came together.
Ecstasy crashed over my body, wave after wave of pleasure washed over me as I stayed in place, not wanting to move or disrupt this delightful sensation that was surging through me.
After a few minutes of heavy breathing, just staring at each other, Dimitri snaked his hands in my hair again, pulling my face to his, melting our lips together again. My lips burned from his lingering kiss, just how I remembered it did when we first succumbed to that fateful lust spell.
He pulled me from my thoughts when his silky, smooth voice whispered against my trembling lips. "God, I missed you." I kissed him again letting him know I felt the same exact way. I was wrapped in his embrace; replaying the last two hours that we had lavished in the throes our incredible love making.
My muscles were sore and I ached, but in the most amazing ways. I could get used to this, I thought as I lay adorned in Dimitri's arms. I took comfort in resting my head on his chest. He ran his fingers from the roots of my hair, running it's entire length.
He laid a gentle kiss on my forehead. "You know, Roza….I never wanted to leave you. I hated to hear you scream for me outside that cave."
I lifted my chin to meet his gaze. "You remember that?" I quietly asked; hating to relive that horrible day.
"Of course I do. I heard your agonizing screams, your painful sobs in my mind over and over. It broke my heart to know you were in that kind of pain. Knowing there was nothing I could do as I felt my life slipping away from me." Dimitri ran his soft fingertips along my cheek and then ran the pad of his
thumb across my bottom lip that was swollen for our fierce kissing.
"I am sorry I left you….I..I would have died in that cave with you. They wouldn't let …." He put his fingers under my chin, lifting it upward, forcing me to meet his stare. "We're together now...that is all that matters…all that will ever matter. I love you, Roza."
I had to add the words to the song in this chapter…It is so fitting..
I'LL BE
THE STRANDS IN YOUR EYES THAT COLOR THEM WONDERFUL
STOP ME AND STEAL MY BREATH
AND EMERALDS FROM MOUNTAINS THRUST TOWARD THE SKY
NEVER REVEALING THEIR DEPTH.
AND TELL ME THAT WE BELONG TOGETHER,
DRESS IT UP WITH THE TRAPPINGS OF LOVE.
I'LL BE CAPTIVATED,
I'LL HANG FROM YOUR LIPS,
INSTEAD OF THE GALLOWS OF HEARTACHE THAT HANG FROM ABOVE.
[CHORUS]
I'LL BE YOUR CRYING SHOULDER,
I'LL BE LOVE'S SUICIDE
I'LL BE BETTER WHEN I'M OLDER,
I'LL BE THE GREATEST FAN OF YOUR LIFE.
AND RAIN FALLS ANGRY ON THE TIN ROOF
AS WE LIE AWAKE IN MY BED.
YOU'RE MY SURVIVAL, YOU'RE MY LIVING PROOF.
MY LOVE IS ALIVE-NOT DEAD.
TELL ME THAT WE BELONG TOGETHER.
DRESS IT UP WITH THE TRAPPINGS OF LOVE.
I'LL BE CAPTIVATED,
I'LL HANG FROM YOUR LIPS,
INSTEAD OF THE GALLOWS OF HEARTACHE THAT HANG FROM ABOVE.
[CHORUS]
AND I'VE DROPPED OUT, I'VE BURNED UP, I'VE FOUGHT MY WAY BACK FROM THE DEAD.
I'VE TUNED IN, I'VE TURNED ON, REMEMBERED THE THINGS THAT YOU SAID.
[CHORUS]
THE GREATEST FAN OF YOUR LIFE.
…..GREATEST FAN OF YOUR LIFE.
OH HELL!….WHY CAN'T THIS MAN BE REAL?..DAMN YOU, RICHELLE MEAD..TAUNTING US WITH ALL THIS INCREDIBLE HOTNESS.
DOES ANYONE ELSE NEED A COLD SHOWER?…LMAO
Where can I find me a 6' 7" long haired, sultry, brown eyed, bad ass Russian for myself?…Hey Russian Girls..know that I am very jelly of you. ;D
Jennifer..You know you need to come on over to our side..A hot Russian could do you some good..Oh and isn't Adrian technically of Russian descent? HMMM…lol
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