A/N: SORRY I TOOK FOREVER TO UPDATE!
FINAL CHAPTER GUYS! I'd say something like "I'm sad it's over" but it's not! Cus I have the sequel in the works! (More info in A/N at the end), so I hope you guys like this chapter :)
I woke up the next morning to the amazing feeling of Dimitri placing soft, butterfly kisses on my shoulder and neck. When we got to the Bazaar yesterday, we did a bit of shopping as we made our way to our friends, and then spent another hour shopping together. Once we had our fill, we came back to the room to put our stuff away and then the boys made dinner for us while we found movies to watch. It had actually been a wonderful way to end the day. After three movies, we finally called it a night and went to our rooms.
Now, I had a determined Dimitri trying to wake me up. Of course, he had woken me up, but he didn't know, so I let him go on with the light kisses, using a lot of will power to not gasp when he got down to my pj boxers. His touches always did this to me. I had no idea how I could lose myself in someone, but then again Dimitri wasn't just someone.
"I know you're awake," he murmured against my skin as he moved back up, brining my shirt up in the process. When he got to my breast he gently nipped them, again making me work hard to not make a noise. "I heard when you breathing picked up for a second when you woke up."
Sighing, I opened my eyes and smiled down at him, gladly welcoming him when he pushed himself back up and brought my lips into a passionate kiss. Moaning, I licked the bottom of his lip, smiling when he granted me access. The kiss picked up more heat when he rubbed himself against me, making my hands in his hair grip tighter. Right as the clothes were about to come off, a feeling ran through me, but instead of being one of pleasure that goes down my spine, it was one of sickness that went up and through my throat. Pushing him off, I ran to the bathroom in time to hunch over the toilet and puke my guts out. Right behind, Dimitri grabbed my hair in time.
"Bet you don't think I'm so hot now," I said after catching my breath. I got up and walked to the sink, rinsing my mouth out before brushing it a few times. Leaning against the counter, I felt lightheaded for a bit, but after a few blinks it went away.
"You'll always be hot to me," he said, stroking my back. Looking at him through the mirror, I could tell he was worried, so I waited for him to continue. "But I'm worried. This looks like it's a bit extreme for food poisoning or whatever other ideas you have."
"And I think you're a worry wart," I said, turning around and leaning up to give him a soft kiss on the cheek. "I'm fine. It's perfectly normal for people to get sick on vacations. Plus, I've been getting a ton of sun time, so that might be messing with me."
"But what if it's more than that?" he asked softly, telling me this was really getting to him.
"Like what? I'm fine." Not giving him chance to continue worrying, I walked past him and back to the bed, turning the TV on. A small smile crept along my face when I felt the bed dip next to me. The smile grew when Dimitri climbed on top me, genuine confusion on his face.
"What are you doing?"
"Watching TV," I said simply, wrapping my arms around his neck. A sigh of pleasure left my lips when he dipped his head to kiss my neck.
"And why would you do that when you could do something better?" His voice was low, and again my body filled with need.
"Like what?" I said, a little breathless as he found my soft spot and sucked on it.
"Like me," he said before crashing his lips on top of mine, not wasting anytime in getting rid of our clothes. Chuckling, I let him take control, until a thought struck me.
"Wait," I said, lightly pushing him off so I could see him. "What about everyone else?"
"Well before you woke up, they came and said they were going to go out for breakfast, and since you were still asleep I said we'd catch up if you woke up in time. But to be honest, I rather not even try and just say you slept in."
Smiling broadly, I lifted my head to kiss him, murmuring against his lips, "I like that idea."
** M-Rated scene starting **
It didn't take long for things to heat up. Soon enough I was left in my birthday suit, as well as Dimitri. Neither of us being able to keep our wondering hands in check. His hands found immediate home on my breasts and I let out a loan moan. They felt sensitive to his touch and I could not seem to get enough. The feeling was heightened when he pulled away from the kiss to latch onto one of my hardened peaks.
"Ugh Dimitri." My head kicked back into the pillow as liquid heat pooled between my thighs.
"Roza, fuck I just cannot seem to get enough of you." He pulled away for a moment his eyes taking in my entire body. The look in his brown eyes causing another moan to leave me.
Before I could say anything Dimitri moved lower, his lips sucking roughly on my stomach. The kiss sent chills all over, my skin covering in goosebumps. But he did not stop there. He continued his trail of kisses even lower, and I could no longer control myself. The thought of what he was about to do spurred my on even more.
And when his fingers touched my core my hips off the bed willing him to touch me even harder. I thought he would tease me but instead Dimitri gave me just what I needed. His touch grew bolder as he found my clit and gave it a harsh rub.
"Ohhhh." My eyes closed as his kisses soon joined his magical fingers.
Dimitri had always made me feel good. There was just something about him that brought about such pleasure I had never felt before. And I was certain no one else would ever make me feel this good. This thought was only confirmed when moments later his tongue dipped fully inside of me. This man was amazing.
His fingers soon joined in and this only made the feeling intensify. He switched off between inserting his fingers and tongue, both feeling amazing as one finger never left the throbbing nub that was begging for more. He had done something like this before, but this was so much more. I was quickly falling over the edge, and I gladly went in without thinking.
"Oh god, god... Dimitri." I felt him chuckle against me and the feeling only further catapulted me into my orgasm head first. This had to be the fastest he had ever made me cum.
Suddenly I needed to make him feel as amazing as he had just made me feel. I took him by surprise as I pushed him away from me, making him land on his back. He looked confused for a few seconds until I climbed over him, making sure to rub up against his entire body.
"I think you deserve a little something after that, don't you think?" His eyes darkened as I took in his bottom lip with both of mine.
Incapable of speech Dimitri just nodded, and I could not help but laugh at how much he looked like a horny teenage boy. Not that he wasn't, it was just the first time in a while that he had shown his true age.
"Roza!" He squeaked loudly as I reached between us and took his hard length in my hand.
I moved my hand roughly against him as I kissed down his body, just like he had done with me. Without taking anymore time I took all I could of him into my mouth. He fell back onto the bed with a loud sigh. It wasn't long before he was thrusting his hips upwards and into my mouth. I picked up my pace and sucked harder, my cheeks sinking in with each bob of my head.
"Stop!" I was pulled away and thrown back onto the bed, but before I could say anything Dimitri lined himself up and thrust into me.
"Fuck!" The feeling coursing through me felt so different. It was almost as if we were having sex for the very first time. But this time there was no pain, no hurt emotions.
Dimitri led my legs up and my calfs landed on his shoulders. The position made him fall even deeper, and I groaned loudly, as did he. His speed was now frantic as I watched his well equipped manhood go in and out of me.
"Rose, fuck I can't hold it much longer." His breathing was labored and I nodded.
"Don't, oh God give me all you got." With a few more hard and deep thrusts I was thrown into my second orgasm. Dimitri followed a few seconds later my name leaving his lips. I loved him so much right then and there, and knew no one would ever make me feel this good.
** M-Rated scene over **
I hadn't even had time to catch my breath when there was a pounding on the door. Looking up at Dimitri, we shared a similar look of confusion.
"Maybe one of the girls forgot their room key," I offered, sitting up so I could hear if they knocked again.
"But wouldn't someone else just open then?" he countered as he started to get his boxers back on. Damn, I really wanted to go for another round. Sighing, I joined him in getting dress, but where he put on his flannels, I put on short Softee booty shorts and one of his short sleeve v-neck undershirts. Once we were dressed, we sat at the end of the bed, waiting to see what the person at the door would do next.
When they knocked again, I looked at Dimitri, asking what we do next.
"Want me to get the door?" he asked. Thinking about it, I was tempted to let him, especially if it was one of our friends, but if it was someone from the hotel, they might want to talk to me since the room was in my name.
"Nah, I got it," I said, getting up and running a hand through my tussled hair, probably doing more damage than salvage. When I looked through the peephole, i was surprised but at the same time not so surprised at who was knocking.
"What do you want, old man?" I said as I opened the door.
"Well, little girl, seeing as how you missed out on breakfast, I came over. But I can see you were occupied," Ibrahim said, not even trying to hide the fact that he was eyeing my disheveled hair and swollen lips.
"Oh," I said, my cheeks burning up while I wondered why I was reacting so bashfully. "I uh got uh I totally forgot. Did you have to tell me something?"
Saving me from further humiliation, Dimitri walked into the kitchen. His stance at attention as he spotted Ibrahim. I couldn't help but roll my eyes. Men.
From my peripheral vision, I saw Ibrahim's eyes blaze in anger.
"Morning Mr. Mazur," Dimitri said through his teeth while trying to look as calm as possible. I almost laughed because of how bad a job he was doing. At least in my eyes he was doing a shit poor job.
Ibrahim just grunted him response before responding.
"Yes, I did," he said slowly, eying Dimitri up and down. "But I would have preferred to do it with food present…and out in the open."
"Why?" I asked, skeptical about why he wanted so many witnesses.
"So you wouldn't kill me," he said halfheartedly, like he was trying to joke about the truth.
"Why would I kill you?" I asked slowly before a thought crossed my mind. "Did you hurt my mom? I swear to God-"
"NO! God no!" he said quickly. "Can we talk, please?"
"Sure," I said, letting him and walking to the kitchen. "Do you want any tea or coffee?"
"Coffee please," he said as he sat down, waiting until Dimitri and I sat down from across from him to continue talking.
"What's going on?" I asked, clearly seeing the tension between the two, but neither of them responded. It was silent for a moment, awkwardly silent, before Ibrahim spoke up again.
"Rosemarie, what do you know about your father?" he asked, making my face scrunch up in confusion. Why does he care about my dad? I get he's dating my mom, but I hope he doesn't think finding my dad will get me to like him or that he was hoping to make me see him as a dad.
"Rose," I said, trying to buy myself time and think of how to respond his question.
"Right, Rose, what do you know about your father?" he repeated.
Sighing, I responded honestly. "Honestly? I don't know much. Just that he's Turkish and has wicked hair and eyes. I think he's named Abe, but honestly not too sure."
"You never asked your mom about him?" he asked, almost appalled that I was never curious.
"Not really. Sure I was curious about who the guy was and what happened between him and mom, but she never seemed keen on telling me about him. She told me he was from Turkey because of a school project and it doesn't take a genius to figure out I get most of my looks from him and before we left for winter break my mom was on the phone with a guy named Abe. Why?"
"Oh no reason. Just curious."
"Oh really? Don't bother looking for the guy. I've done great without him."
"So if you had the chance to meet him, you wouldn't take it?"
Looking up at him, I contemplated the idea. What would I do? Cry and hug him, begging him to tell me why he didn't stay? Question him and ask if he ever loved me? Or would I go up to him and slap him and tell him off?
"I don't know," I replied honestly before shaking off the feeling and glaring at the man in front of me. "Why do you care about this? Do you know where he is? Do you know him?"
"Do you know what Abe is short for?" he asked, partially off topic.
"Abraham," I said quickly before a light went off in my head and I looked at him again. How couldn't I have see it before? His hair is just like mine, and he has the same chocolate brown eyes I've seen in the mirror countless times.
"Rose…"
"Why?" I asked, trying with all my might to not get mad or run off. I felt Dimitri slip his hand into mine and give a comforting squeeze. "Why now? Why here?"
"It's not like I wanted to be away from you or your mother, you have to believe me."
"How come you never so much as sent a letter? I grew up thinking you hated me, that you never wanted me, and I ruined my mom's chance at love and that was why she was never close to me."
"That's not true. I loved you more than my own life from the moment you were born and I held you in my arms. I let you mother take you away because it was safer for you, but the day you turned 18 I was going to reclaim my family."
"I'm not 18…" I pointed out.
"Yes, well the Dragomir's death pushed things ahead of the expected time."
"Dragomir's? What does Eric and Rhea have to do with this?"
"Haven't you ever found a bit weird that a couple would hire a pregnant woman to be their bodyguard?"
"Not really. They're good people, and if they thought my mom was what they needed, they were willing to wait. Why? What's the real reason they hired her?"
"As you know Eric was college buddies with Nathan Ivashkov and Alexander Belikov, but there was a fourth man in their group," he stated before telling me the obvious. "Me. While they were off into legitimate corporate law, I took a different route. I still have a legitimate business front, but I'm more known for my after hour business, and so to keep their families safe, I broke away. My legitimate business is in partnership with theirs, but we try to keep things as professional as possible. When Janine and I found out she was pregnant, we were in a bit of a bind. I wanted to watch my baby girl grow up, but I knew it wasn't safe. If word got out I had a love, and a child, my enemies would ruin me. So I did the only thing I could think of. I rang my three best friends and asked for help, asked if any of them could take in my woman and help her raise my child. Nathan and Alexander didn't really want to get involved, however Eric was more than happy to take your mother in, saying he always fantasized of our children growing up together. He said he was in need of a bodyguard and if Janine could do the job, he'd take her in. Of course, Janine was grateful and dedicated herself to keeping them safe. For an extra safety measure, Eric took his very pregnant wife and your mother away from Russia and moved to the States. And then when Eric and Rhea died, I decided there was no better time to come out of the shadows and regain the family I let go. So I hired your mother and now i'm here telling you the truth."
Silence filled the small room, although not as awkward as before, it was more comforting, giving me a chance to absorb everything he said. He didn't let me go because he didn't want me, he did it to protect me. I felt like a weight had been lifted off my chest. All these years I thought I had been a mistake that ruined lives, but that wasn't the case. I felt like crying, which was a bit weird since I normally didn't cry over much, but this one time I let myself cry. It wasn't a big, loud sob of a cry, but a silent one of relief.
Except one thing didn't make sense.
"If my mom left when she was still pregnant, how did you hold me as a baby?" I asked.
"It wasn't easy, but I managed to go into the States unnoticed and was there when your mother went into labor and gave birth. There was no way in hell I would miss that. And then while your mother rested, I spent the whole night carrying you and talking to you because I knew it would be a long time until I could do so again," he said, pulling out his wallet and taking out a picture of a younger version of him carrying a baby.
"So my mom's been so hard on me and so distant because…"
"I wouldn't look at it as she's been distant from you on purpose, but more as she owed Eric a lot and wanted to do a better than spectacular job, and in the process wasn't the mother you needed, and when she tried to reconnect with you, it was a bit too late and you were stubborn and rebellious," he said before quickly adding, "I'm not saying it's your fault! You and your mother are very stubborn, but I just wanted you to see it from a different prospective."
"So what now?" I asked, not sure if he wanted me to hug him or just go back as normal.
"I know I have a lot of years to make up for, and we're practically strangers, but would it kill you to give this old man a hug?" he asked sheepishly. Biting my lip, I looked at Dimitri, who shrugged his shoulders and let go of my hand. Getting out of my seat, I walked up to Abe and hugged him, feeling like a seven year old who just got home after summer camp when his arms wrapped around me.
"You don't know how much I was looking forward to this, kiz," he muttered into my hair. Not saying anything, I hugged him tighter. Sure we had a long road ahead of us, but for right now I just wanted to revel in the feeling of normalcy this hug was giving me.
Of course, that was too much too ask for.
"I uh hate to ruin the moment," Dr. Stevens said from behind us, making us break apart and look at her. "But I have the results."
"And?" I asked anxiously. Even though I had a nonchalant attitude about these tests, on the inside I was worried about the results.
"Well I ran a lot of test. Like a lot. Just to make sure everything was fine. And I'm happy to say you're healthy as a horse."
"Oh thank God," I breathed out. I was fine. I was perfectly -
"Then why is she throwing up so much?" Dimitri asked.
"Well…"
"What is it? What does my daughter have?" Abe asked, his hands clutching onto my shoulder as if he was worried I would physically disappear after he got me back.
"Rose, you're 4 weeks pregnant."
A/N: So yea, everyone guessed it hahaha I thought I did a good job at not giving it away, but you are too smart hahaha!
How about the truth behind the Mazur/Hathaway family? Didn't see that coming, did you? :)
Leave me a review and tell me what you thought :)
To the guest that didn't want her to be pregnant: I'm sorry, but this was something Dee (the one who came up with this story idea) wanted from the beginning, and if there's a reason you didn't want this, I'm really interested to hear why because maybe it's something I can make sure I don't do in the sequel
To the guest that asked about Jesse: I don't think I brought him up at all in this story, and to be honest, I don't know if he'll come into the next story, but there's a possibility. The sequel's still forming, so I don't know.
OK TO EVERYONE:
1. The sequel's called "High School's a Mother" and if everything goes well, I should have it posted by the end of September, mid October at the latest. I know it's a long time from now, but I go back to college in exactly a month and I really want to make sure I'm starting the year off right before I start my regular updates. Also, I've learned that updating as I write isn't my thing so I want a nice handful of chapters ready before I post the story.
2. I have listened to your opinions about Tasha and I'm actually excited to write her storyline in the sequel.
3. Thank you guys for all the follows, favorites, and reviews, it's truly been a joy and I hope you have enjoyed reading this story as much as I have had writing it.
4. (Last one) if there's anything in particular you would like to see in the sequel, leave a review or send me a PM and tell me!
Ok, have a good day/night and I'll post an A/N on this story so you know when the sequel's up
P.S: Behind Closed Door readers, I'm shooting for the same timeline with that sequel (which is still titleless so any ideas I would greatly appreciate)