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Thirteen
Chapter 11
RPOV
My leg shook aggressively under my desk while I tried to focus enough to do my homework. I had been on house arrest for a week now and still haven't had enough alone time with Dimitri to ask him what we were. Having that kind of conversation filled me with dread, but I needed to know if we were exclusive or not. Not that I'd even consider looking at anyone else now that I knew Dimitri loved me. He loved me. That meant we were together, right? I sighed heavily, slamming my science textbook shut. That thud wasn't satisfying enough so I picked it up and threw it against the wall. I leaned back in my chair, crossing my arms in mild satisfaction when I heard the familiar wrap of pebbles on my window. A stupid grin broke across my face as I sprang from my chair and ran to the window.
"Comrade!" I exclaimed, flinging the window open. It was almost like my very thoughts summoned him.
"Rapunzel, Rapunzel, let down your hair!" he called back, dramatically. I rolled my eyes but laughed anyway. "Can I come up?"
"Do you even have to ask?" I teased, stepping back so he had room to climb through my window. He made the ascent quickly, closing the window quietly behind him and enveloping me in his strong arms. He leaned down to kiss me and I met him halfway. We'd shared plenty of quick kisses in the halls between classes but hadn't gotten to do anything more with how much surveillance I was under. This kiss was much different than the ones that we were able to share in public. Our public kisses were always close-mouthed and short-lived. Quick pecks of obvious affection but nothing more. The kiss we shared now was deep and filled with the type of passion that could get you detention. His tongue grazed my lower lip and I eagerly granted him entrance, lacing my fingers into his hair and pulling him impossibly closer. His hands rested delicately on my lower back, one thumb drawing gentle circles on my spine. I shivered under his touch and sighed happily against his warm lips. I felt him smile against my own before the need to breath won out and we pulled away. His lips didn't leave my skin; they brushed lightly against my cheek, nose and neck. I suddenly pulled away and slapped his shoulder.
"You'd get in trouble for being here on a normal day but with me under house arrest, you'd probably end up right there with me if someone finds you in here!" I whisper-shouted at him.
"Then we'll need to be quiet," he teased. He gave me a lazy smile, lips finally leaving my skin. I resisted the urge to whine at his lack of touch, needing to address something more important. He sat on my bed, grabbing my hand to pull me next to him. Feeling bold, I straddled his lap instead. His eyes widened for a second before he grinned and wrapped his arms around my waist and going in for another kiss. I stopped him by placing one hand on each shoulder and craning my next back to look into his eyes.
"We need to talk first," I whispered nervously. He smiled softly, hands beginning to slide up and down my back.
"Hmmm?" he hummed softly. "Don't tell me you already changed your mind about this?" One hand made its way up my spine to rest on the back of my neck. I shook my head immediately.
"Not at all," I assured him quickly. "I just…well, I wanted to know if I'm…if I'm your girlfriend?" I stuttered slightly, my voice shy and barely above a whisper. Dimitri broke into such a beautiful smile, I swore I could die happy right there.
"I've loved you since we were thirteen, Roza," he began, making my heart clench. "If you'll have me as your boyfriend, I would love nothing more." I felt a smile as big as his own spread across my face.
"I love you, Dimitri," I whispered, resting my forehead on his. "I didn't realize it until you told me how you felt up on the roof, but I do. I would love to be your girlfriend. My heart belongs to you."
"And mine to you," he used the hand that was still on my neck to pull me into a tender kiss. "I love you, Roza." I captured his lips again as his hand moved into my hair, pressing my body tightly against his. I draped my arms around his neck, one hand tugging gently at his shoulder length hair. He tightened his arm around my waist, pulling me closer to his body and letting me feel everything. Something I never felt before stirred in my stomach as I felt just how into our kisses Dimitri was. I pulled back from the kiss with a gasp. Dimitri's eyes were darker than usual, his lips red and swollen from our kisses and my heart lurched at the sight. He shot me a reassuring smile.
"I'm not ready to have sex," I admitted, looking away and chewing on my lip. Dimitri placed a finger under my chin and turned me back to face him. His face was filled with affection and understanding.
"I would never push you into anything you're not ready for, Roza," he said solemnly, holding my gaze. My heart fluttered again.
"There's lots of other fun things we can do though," I teased, feeling myself flush at the words.
"I'm at your mercy, Roza," he held his hands up, eyes almost glazed over. "You're in control." I shifted in his lap, my own groin brushing against his and causing moisture to pool between my legs. A small, breathy moan left my throat against my will. Dimitri's face was so full of lust and love that I wished I was ready to plunge right into this, but the timing just didn't feel right. Indecision flittered through my mind until I decided on what I wanted. I smiled down at my boyfriend, pushing his shoulders back for him to lie down. He complied instantly and I settled myself over top of him. I rested my hands on his firm chest and my core on his stomach, afraid I'd waver if I made too much contact to quickly. His brown eyes studied me curiously as I drank in his features. I leaned forward ever so slowly, my hair falling around us both forming a protection halo. I kissed along his jaw to his ear, capturing the lobe between my teeth and tugging gently. Dimitri groaned and I smiled, kissing the shell. His hand flew to my hips, rubbing them. My eyes fell closed and I shifted so our clothed sexes brushed. We moaned together, his hands stilling on my hips. I giggled, then trailed my lips down to his neck. I kissed, nipped and sucked gently, pulling all sorts of sexy little noises out of his mouth. His hands slid to cup my ass, giving it a firm squeeze and I yelped in surprise.
"Take your shirt off," I demanded, softly. I leaned back as he sat up to comply. My mouth went dry at his sculpted chest, as I traced the planes of his abs. He watched my fingers brush against him. His hands rested on my upper thighs as I sat perched on top of him. They slid up my hipbones, making me gasp, then played with the hem of my shirt. I locked eyes with him and gave him a quick nod. He grinned and slid his hands under the thin fabric, gliding gently up my bare stomach. When his large hands hit my ribs, he slid them backwards as to not touch my breasts. From there, I lifted my arms as he pushed the offending garment off, revealing a lacy purple bra. I felt my entire body flush as he took in my nearly naked upper body, hands rubbing softly over my stomach and back. I arched towards him, pushing my cleavage into his face. I felt him take a deep breath, trying to control himself and allow me my own control.
"You can touch them," I whispered nervously into his hair. He didn't hesitate to brush his lips against my exposed soft flesh. I moaned and involuntarily rolled my hips against his. He responded with his own moan as his hand found the clasp of my bra. I wrapped my legs behind his back and my arms around his neck as we sat together in the middle of my bed. I nodded against him and he unhooked the clasps, tossing my bra to the floor and gazing at my bare chest. He cupped one mound in his hand, pinning my hips to him with the other arm. My breath caught in my throat.
"You're so beautiful," he whispered. "So beautiful, it hurts me sometimes." With that confession, he licked my nipple and I gasped. He smiled up at me, before squeezing my left breast and sucking my right nipple into his mouth. I whimpered and rolled my hips against him again. He chuckled against me and sucked harder. I moaned, lacing my fingers through his hair and pulling him closer as heat filled my whole body. I was absolutely drenched at this point and I was such he could feel it, even though we both still had sweatpants on. He swapped his mouth and hand, giving the other side just as much attention. I was practically panting at this point.
"Roza," he murmured, accent thicker than usual. "We don't have to have sex for me to make you feel good. May I touch you?" I lost all ability to talk, simply nodding my approval. He gently removed my legs from his waist and laid me on my back. He kissed and sucked at my nipples again, before trailing kisses down my flat stomach. He paused at my waistband, glancing back up with a question in his eyes.
"I want you to touch me," I confirmed, breathlessly. He grinned up at me, quickly ridding me of my sweatpants and panties in one fluid motion. I pushed up on my elbows as he sat back on his heels, studying every inch of me. I thought I'd be nervous, being naked around a boy. But this was Dimitri and I felt sexy and wanted. He gripped my ankles gently, slowly sliding his nimble hands up my calves and past my knees. He gently massaged my thighs, taking his time in getting to where I wanted, no, needed him. His fingers brushed the apex of my thighs and I arched towards his fingers, moaning softly.
"Patience, Roza," his tone was light but his eyes grew impossibly darker. One finger brushed my core and I gasped. Dimitri smirked sexily up at me, gently stroking his finger from my clit to my entrance. I held my breath. I'd touched myself before but it was nothing like this. He ghosted his fingers so gently across my skin, it gave me goosebumps. I met his gaze and thrusted my hips forward causing his finger to dip into my entrance. He pulled it away and I whined at the loss. He leaned towards my throbbing sex and blew on my throbbing clit, one hand on my lower stomach to keep me still now.
"Dimitri," I whimpered. "Please." He shot me a satisfied looking smirk before flicking his tongue over my clit. My hips jerked and I lost all ability to form coherent thoughts. One long, slender finger teased my throbbing entrance. My eyes fell closed; my head tipping back onto my pillow. Finally, he slid his finger into my waiting sex, a long moan falling from my lips. He pumped it in and out a few times before adding another, thumb twisting up to rub at the small bundle of nerves above it. I jerked my hips forward and this time he didn't stop me. He replaced his thumb with his mouth, sucking away greedily at my swollen nub. I didn't even know I could make the sounds currently falling from my throat which somehow only turned me on more.
"I'm..so…" I panted out. "Close." I moaned deeply as Dimitri twisted his fingers inside of me, hitting the perfect spot as his teeth gently grazed my clit. Stars burst behind my eyes and I threw my hand over my mouth to muffle my scream. The last thing we needed was someone to come bursting in here and see us doing the exact thing the school always tried to prevent. He didn't stop him skillful maneuvers until my body stopped shaking and went limp. He removed his fingers from inside of me gently, looking up at me as he gave my clit one final, leisurely lick. He sat back, holding my eyes as he sucked his fingers clean of my juices. It was so sexy, I felt another rush of heat between my thighs. I reached for him and he complied easily, laying his head on my bare chest and kissing my collarbone as his arms wound around me. I played with his soft hair.
"So…" I began, afraid to ask the question that just popped into my mind. His dark eyes met mine and gave me strength. "That was amazing…almost like you knew exactly what to do?" His face flushed and he looked away for a couple seconds. When he returned his eyes to mine, he looked embarrassed.
"I looked some stuff up after we kissed on the roof," he admitted, turning a shade of red I'd never seen him turn. I giggled, cupping his cheek and kissing him gently. I moaned at the taste of myself on his lips.
"Here I thought I wasn't your first," I teased.
"My first and only," he replied, making my heart clench. I pulled him closer and his groin brushed my thigh. Even through his pants, I could feel how turned on he was from all of this. I nudged his shoulder.
"Sit back against the pillows," I whispered, trying to sound confident and sexy. My nervousness came through and he tucked some loose hair behind my ear, complying to my request. I straddled his legs, placing a soft kiss on his lips. "Your turn."
"Roza," Dimitri murmured, longing on his face. "You don't have to-"
"I want to," I cut him off, trailing hot, open-mouthed kisses down his neck. He didn't protest further as I licked, kissed and sucked my way down his solid chest and abs. I paused at the V above his waistband, licking my lips nervously before sliding my hands into the elastic of his sweats and pushing them down, along with his boxers. He lifted his hips to help me and we discarded the last of his clothing onto the floor. His erection sprang free and I couldn't help but stare at him in all his naked glory. It was as though an actual god carved him out of marble. He was so incredibly perfect and he was mine. His cock was huge and I steeled myself, still nervous but also excited. I took the base in my hand as he watched me with hooded, lust-filled eyes. I squeezed gently, sliding my hand up to the tip and back. His head fell back as he moaned softly. I licked my lips, then leaned forward slowly. I kissed the tip and it twitched. I smiled against his swollen member, then ran my tongue around the head. Dimitri muttered something in Russian, which only spurred me on. I took his throbbing dick into my mouth, sucking hard. His hands flew to the back of my head, tangling in my hair as he groaned. I hummed against him.
"Your mouth feels amazing, Roza," he told me, hands tightening in my hair. I slid my mouth down, taking as much of him as I could without gaging. My hand worked the rest of his length, twisting and changing pressure as I bobbed up and down. His tip hit the back of my throat and I moaned, causing him to jerk underneath me. I peaked up at him from underneath my eyelashes. His eyes were closed and he wore a look a pure bliss on his face. I sped up a little, using the hand that wasn't working his length to cup his balls. He hissed and started to pull me away. I froze, mouth still wrapped around him and looked up, eyes wide and questioning.
"I'm close, Roza," he gritted out between his clenched teeth. I steeled myself further and sucked him hard in response, going back to my bobbing. He muttered my name over and over as his hot seed shot down my throat and I swallowed it eagerly, milking him for every last drop. With a final gentle squeeze to his balls, I released his now soft manhood with a pop and crawled up his body to curl into his side. He held me tight and kissed my forehead gently.
"You're amazing, my Roza," he whispered against my hair. "I love you."
"I love you too," I beamed up at him, in a happy dazed cloud. When the sun started to come up, we reluctantly got dressed for him to sneak back to his room. I kissed him deeply at the window, not wanting to ever let go. My heart continued to soar, even as I watched him retreat into the trees to get back to his own room. I fell asleep with a smile of my face and my heart full of love.
A little bit of sexy fluff before shit hits the fan, as it always does when Romitri is involved! Please review!