This is the M-rated scene that would be part of chapter 13. I didn't want to change the rating on that one so it is here separately. You don't need to read Be Kind, Rewind to understand this one. The main premise is Rose lost her memories of the last three years and can only remember her night with Dimitri in the cabin. This is him showing her a good time.

I 100% blushed the whole time writing this, it's my second time attempting smut so I hope it isn't OOC.

Thanks!

As soon as my bedroom door was closed, Dimitri's lips were on mine, hungry and passionate. His tongue slipped between my lips and tangled with mine. I moaned into his mouth, feeling his hands venture down my body until they gripped my thighs and lifted me up to wrap them around his waist. His large hands cupped my ass, kneading the flesh as he walked us to the bed.

One of my hands entangled in his hair as the other slipped under the hem of his shirt, travelling up his back, only to drag my nails back down. He groaned, using his hold on me to shift my hips until he was pressing against me.

My body was flushed, a heat moving through my veins as I felt him rock up against me. It wasn't the first time I felt this, there were many times when he held me captive that Dimitri would tease me like this. Though this time, there was a warmth to his skin, a difference of love and affection in his kisses as he dominated my mouth with his skilful tongue. It was so much like the night in the cabin, yet, so very different.

His hands moved across my body with certainty, knowing every spot to press against, where to move his lips to entice moans from me. It's like my body was an instrument and he knew every chord perfectly.

We tumbled to the bed, making me laugh as we tried to position ourselves properly while refusing to release one another. I felt him smirk against me, nipping along my jaw.

"I love you, Roza," He purred against my ear, hands sliding under my shirt, lifting it to expose my bra, cupping me through the thin material.

"Oh god," I groaned, arching my back to press further into his touch, "I love you too, Dimitri."

His eyes caught mine, the colour darken by lust, watching me with a fondness. "Do you want this? You have to tell me what you want." He repeated the same words he had that night on his couch, wanting to be sure I was ready.

I framed his face with my hands, brushing his hair back, "I want you, Dimitri. I want this." As soon as the words left my mouth, he pulled me into a searing kiss that left me panting when we broke apart.

No longer holding himself back, he removed my shirt and then started working on my jeans. I was so lost in the feeling of his hands and mouth moving across my skin, leaving a trail of heat in their wake. Each touch was making me more desperate for him.

He stood from the bed as he peeled off my jeans, putting one knee back on the bed as he hovered over me. I was about to ask what he was doing when his hand cupped me through my underwear making me gasp wantonly. "I'm going to take my time with you, Roza. I know many ways to please you and I intend to do so many times tonight."

My insides melted at his words, the coil in my stomach twisting tighter in anticipation. I couldn't form words, simply nodding in response.

I watched as he moved slowly, eyes holding mine as he pulled my underwear down my legs and then threw them behind him. His grin was near predatory as he gripped my legs and pulled me closer to the edge of the bed.

When we were together in the cabin, we didn't explore each other's bodies too much, we didn't have time to spend doing so.

So, as he lowered to be between my spread legs, my breath caught and my heartbeat sped up. My first instinct was to pull away, feeling exposed in a way I hadn't in front of a man before.

Dimitri's hands rubbed against the skin of my thighs, pressing soft kisses to my knees, "Trust me, Roza." His voice eased my anxiety, feeling myself relax under his touch. His head lowered to kiss my leg, moving his way up from my knee until he was higher up on my thigh, when he reached my hips he switched to the other leg and did the same.

Slowly, he kissed higher, moving from one leg to the other, kissing closer to my inner thighs. His breath fanned over my core, making me shiver. My eyes had closed as I let myself just focus on the sensation of Dimitri touching me.

When I felt his lips pressed against my core, I gasped in surprise. His hand rested over my hips as they jerked, holding me still as his tongue darted out and moved between my slick folds. I had never felt anything like this before, so soft yet firm, gasping as he applied more pressure against the bundle of nerves.

"Dimitri!" I moaned, my hand finding purchase in his hair. The sounds I was making were encouraging him, his tongue flicking over that perfect spot over and over.

His finger replaced his tongue on my clit, his head moving down lower, making me quiver as he circled my entrance. My nerves were on fire as he brought me closer and closer, the coiling tension in my lower stomach getting tighter.

Dimitri pulled back, two fingers slowly working into me with smooth short thrusts as his thumb rubbed my clit. "So good for me, Roza." His fingers crooked up hitting the perfect spot. Combined with his words, the pressure that had been building in me snapped, sending me over the edge as my eyes rolled back in pleasure. I could feel myself tightening around his fingers as they continued to rub that spot, drawing my orgasm out until I couldn't take it anymore.

I was still trembling as Dimitri moved up my body, peppering me with kisses. It seemed he was going to keep to his word, not taking a moment to rest, his hand slipped behind my back and undid my bra, freeing my breasts. Mouth latching on to my nipple, nipping at it then smoothing it with his tongue until I was a quivering mess underneath him.

Distantly I was aware that he was still dressed, tugging at the material of his shirt until he understood what I wanted. With a smirk he pulled it off, standing to do the same with his pants and boxes.

My mouth went dry at the sight of his thick length, remembering how perfect it had felt in me. I reached for him, wanting to feel his body pressed against mine again, dragging my hands down the exposed skin, taking note of every soft groan and hitched breath as I explored his body.

"God, you're so beautiful," He murmured as his arms encased me, pressing our naked flesh together. It felt like a shock travelled through my body feeling him hard against me, another fire burning within.

His fingers returned to my entrance, teasing at first then pushing in deep, scissoring two of them to stretch me. His face hovered above mine, lust-filled eyes watching my every reaction. "Does that feel good?"

My fingers dug into the muscles of his back and shoulder, feeling like I needed to hold on, my hips moving on their own accord in time with his fingers. "Y–yes," I panted. I was amazed at how sensitive I was to his touch, or maybe it really was just how well he knew my body.

"Do you want more?" His voice was husky, whispering against the shell of my ear. When I nodded, he chuckled lightly. "You have to tell me, Roza."

I swallowed, opening my mouth to speak, only to moan as he hit that spot again, rubbing over it vigorously.

"Tell me."

"You," I gasped, "I need you inside me. Please, I want to feel you inside me again." I was desperate for him, clenching around his fingers, needing to feel full again. I wanted to feel him pressing against every part of me.

Catching my lips with his again, he removed his fingers. I whimper at the loss, though, they were quickly replaced with the head of his cock. At first, he simply brushed against me, dragging his length down my slit. The feeling was exquisite but not enough.

I tried shifting my hips in hopes of angling it just right for him to slip in, groaning in frustration as he kept pulling back. "Please, Dimitri."

With a sound of approval, Dimitri adjusted his hips and pressed into me. I gripped onto him as he worked his length into me, taking time to not hurt me. There was a slight sting as I adjusted to his size, but the pleasure was overpowering it. My body was greedy to have him all the way in, wrapping my legs around his hips and pulling him closer.

We both gasped as our hips met. I was so full, stretched to my limits around him and it was perfect.

Our lips met, the kiss was messy and demanding, I groaned into it as he pressed impossibly closer, going deeper. "Move," I begged, "I need more."

Happy to oblige, Dimitri dragged out a few inches before sliding all the way back in. The pace was slow yet intense, feeling every part of him as he moved in and out. His hands moved under my hips, lifting my hips until he was hitting that spot again.

A look of satisfaction on his face at the sounds that spilled from my lips. I was begging him for more, to move faster, harder. Lifting my legs so they were over his shoulders, his hands gripped my hips, pulling me back onto him with each thrust.

The sound of his hips meeting mine filled the room, only drowned out by my breathless moans and whimpers. His name fell from my lips as I was brought close to my climax again. I knew sex could be amazing but I never expected it would be like this, feeling so perfectly in sync with Dimitri as he worshipped my body, putting every effort into giving my body pleasure.

His body bent down to cover me again, bending me almost in half. His fingers grasped at my hair, being careful to not tug too hard. "Roza," His voice became deeper, feeling the sound of it vibrating through my body, "You're so perfect, feel so good."

"Dimitri," I whined, "I'm close." Feel the pressure building again, right on the edge, needing that push.

His pace picked up, thrusting in deeper, bringing us both closer. His hand slipped between us, finding my clit with his thumb and rubbing it in time with his hips. My eyes locked on his, my body arching as I tightened around him.

"Cum for me."

My body shook as intense waves of pleasure washed over me, my head was thrown back as I climaxed. My walls clamped down on Dimitri as he moved in short, quick thrust, hitting that spot over and over. His mouth covered mine, swallowing my screams as I rode out my orgasm.

I didn't think anything could come close to the high I felt when I had been fed on, but I was wrong.

My body became slack, still floating on the high that Dimitri had brought my body to. I felt him moving in me as he chased his own orgasm, hips snapped against mine three more times before he buried in deep. I watched in fascination as his eyes rolled back, my name falling from his lips.

When his arms gave out, I pulled him close to me, refusing to break apart from him yet. My face was buried in his neck as I tried to catch my breath.

I licked my lips, "That was…" I couldn't think of a word to properly describe how amazing it was. Dimitri huffed against my hair, nodding his head.

"Yeah."

"I didn't think it could be so…"

He chuckled, lifting himself up until he was on his elbows, face hovering inches above mine. A sinful smirk on his face that made my toes curl, "We've only just started. I have a lot more planned for you tonight, Roza." His voice was full of so much promise I couldn't help but shiver in anticipation.