Dimitri Belikov
(Another Mature Chapter)
The weeks wore on monotonously, except for one wonderful and welcomed change. Rose Hathaway would steal away to my room every Friday night while her mother was fulfilling Guardian duties. We never went further than we had that first night. Each time I would watch as she slipped along the edges of the courtyard as she headed back to her room. Once she was out of sight I would slip into the shower and masturbate to the memory of her half undressed body. I wanted nothing more than to peel away the layers of clothing below her slim waist and explore the treasures that hid beneath, but I would not push Rose to do anything more until she was ready.
I was sure that maybe a few stories might hold merit, but I doubted it was anywhere near what the rumors led one to believe. Rose wasn't loose with her sexual favors. I myself had had a few flings here and there since starting high school and I was betting that Rose's record was probably closer to mine.
If anyone had noticed that Rose and I were always together during practice, shared classes, and meals; they never said anything to us. Of course that may have been because of the death glares I would send anyone who so much as looked wrongly in her direction. Though it wasn't something I would brag openly about, I had a decent reputation as the kickass Russian God due to not only my Molnija marks, but also my excellent skill and training. It worked well to keep people away from her while I was near.
Another thing that seemed to have changed was that Lissa and Rose had seemed to have started working out their differences. They were on talking terms again. Rose and Christian seemed to have formed some sort of understanding between themselves. Though they still slung rude comments to one another, it often ended with them both smiling and laughing.
The Equinox Dance was in just a few hours and the girls were all cooped up in Lissa's dorm room getting ready. Headmistress Kirova agreed to lift Rose's ban on social engagements with a few conditions. I think that Prince Dashkov and Guardian Hathaway had a lot to do with that. Rose had mostly followed the rules that were previously placed on her and the few times she didn't and had gotten caught, were for a good reason. Headmistress Kirova had overlooked her failure to follow the rules when Lissa was in trouble.
She was beautiful. I had never imagined that the black dress would hug her the way it did. Lissa was right; the dress had been made for Rose. As she walked closer, the light glinted off of the intricate bit of silver sitting just above the swell of her breasts. I swallowed thickly as she paused for just a second and her smoldering gaze entrapped me.
She took another step forward and my eyes were drawn to her satin encased hips. Their natural sway was hypnotic. Her heels elongated her already long, toned legs. Yes, Rose Hathaway was breathtaking and right now I would do anything to have those legs wrapped around my waist, my hands gripping her hips as I pulled her closer, kissing the very spot that her necklace rested.
At this very moment, I was starving and the only thing that was going to appease my appetite was her. Once she drew closer, I took her hand in mine, leading her to dance. The music had slowed and I had every intention of keeping her body as close to mine as I could get. By the time the night was over, I was going to claim her in every way.
Her hand trembled as she slid it up my arm and onto my shoulder. Using my free hand, I ran it down the center of her back and to her hip. Guiding her flush against me, I felt her anticipated shudder. My already half-alert cock swelled rock hard against her stomach. I moved my hand from her hip to her back again. I pushed her closer, wanting her to feel what she did to me.
Her face turned up towards mine; a gasp leaving her mouth open. I wasted no time in taking advantage of it by crashing my lips to hers and plunging my tongue inside. Swirling and lapping until her shock gave way and she met each stroke and swipe of my tongue with her own.
I nearly forgot the music that surrounded us until we pulled away, gasping for breath. Ivan stood just behind Rose, Vika wide-eyed at his side. I wanted to rip his stunned yet smug face off his shoulders, but it was enough to make me realize that we stood in a roomful of other students and teachers. Keeping Rose held tightly against me, I began to lead her in a small swaying dance.
Each step changed the pressure of her body against mine causing my aroused member to twitch between us. Through the fabric of our clothes I could feel her body growing more heated with every shuddered breath she took.
When to song ended I could no longer wait, I carefully led her outside and keeping to the shadows, safely to my room.
The door was no sooner closed and locked behind us when I tossed my jacket aside and pinned her against it, seizing her mouth with mine again. I raked my hands up her body and finding the fabric of her dress offensive; I quickly worked the zipper and all but tore it from her body. Unclasping the thin material she claimed was a bra, I let it fall to the floor between us.
Trailing my hands down her side, I grasped her hips and pulled her upwards, wrapping her legs around my waist. This is what I was dreaming of, what I needed. I began placing soft suckling kisses from the corner of her mouth downward, but was unable to reach where I wanted to taste her from this angle. I turned and keeping her wound around my body, slowly moved us toward the bed.
I gently laid her down, straddling her legs, as I began my mouth's descent on her body once more. Rose's hands fisted in my hair as I gently pushed aside the delicate necklace to nip and suckle the skin beneath. Running my tongue across the area to sooth the slight reddening my teeth had left behind. I trailed fluttering kisses down to her hardened left nipple, flicked it with my tongue and drew it into my mouth. Bringing my other hand up I began to palm her right breast as I released the strained bud and began tasting the silky skin around it. Rose buried her hands in my hair as she tried pushing me closer, her body writhing beneath me.
The gentle scrape of my teeth against the pert pink nub elicited a moan from her lips. Switching sides I began my oral ministrations to her right breast as my hand replaced my mouth on her left.
Rose was mewling and thrashing beneath me. Her hands had worked their way to my collar and she was tugging at the fabric. Releasing the taught bead I was toying with, I began to help her release the buttons. Rose was sliding her hands up my abdomen and chest, pushing my cotton undershirt up, before I could slip my arms from my sleeves. In seconds I was just as naked from the waist up as she was. I lowered my head down to capture her mouth once more in mine. Our bare chests met and we both groaned in pleasure.
Rose broke away from the kiss and began her own explorations of my chest and shoulders. Gripping her waist, I rolled us over, hissing as her satin covered core ground against my manhood. She began placing hot open mouthed kisses from my jaw to my neck. Lightly nipping my earlobe, she once again ground against me drawing growls of pleasure from us both. I ran my hands across her rib cage and down her back causing her to buck against me, her tits jutting up and outwards. The wetness between her legs was beginning to soak through our clothes.
My constraint was beginning to wear thin, so I pulled her down against my chest, rolling us to lie on our sides facing one another. Sucking her bottom lip in between my teeth, I gently pushed her shoulders flush against the mattress. I ran my hand from her shoulder to her thigh. Tracing intricate shapes to the inside of her thighs my thumb brushed the area where her leg and slick folds met.
"So beautiful Roza." I whispered as I began to trace the skin just above her belly button, following the path of my fingers down to the top most band of her panties. Hooking the index finger under the cloth, I slowly unveiled the secret paradise within. Her breath hitched and stilled. Feeling her slight hesitation I looked up into her darkened eyes. "Is it too much, Rosa?" I asked. She slowly shook her head no, as I softly blew against the wet lips between her thighs.
"I've never" she whispered.
"We'll go slow, I'll stop when you want." I promised as I reached behind her neck and pulled her lips to mine, cupping her sex.
"Oh god!" She moaned into my mouth. With a small tug to her bottom lip, I broke the kiss to stare into her eyes. Moving my hand upwards, I tenderly stroked and spread the petals surrounding her core. When I reached the throbbing pearl at their apex, her head fell back as she released a loud moan above me.
I circled the hooded bundle of nerves three times before dipping my finger down and gathering more of her sweetened juices. Bring my fingers back to the hidden nub; I circled it again before gently pinching it. With a quick gentle tug I released her at the same time I let my breath feather over the hot, moistened skin.
Roza screamed out as her body flexed in pleasure. Her eyes went wide before closing. She was so sensitive to my touch, so responsive. I slid my hand down, and keeping pressure on that special blossom with the pad of my thumb, I slid a single finger into her heated core. Slipping my other hand from behind her neck, I cupped her face, tracing her lips with my thumb.
When her eyes opened, I gently rotated my finger incased within her. I felt as her walls clenched against me. Roza was so tight, so wet. Rotating my finger back the other way, I slowly began to pull out never breaking eye contact with her. I traced a circle around the outside of her heavenly well at the same time I rubbed her clit in a circular motion. Rosa whimpered and I pushed my finger back inside, giving her a few gentle come hither motions. She was drawing close. I lowered my head, sucking one of her once abandoned nipples into my mouth; I began pumping my finger slowly; drawing my name from her in a whispered breath. I felt her thighs tremble next to chest, and quickened my pace. I released her breast with a scrape of my teeth across her sensitive nipple. Roza screamed my name as her already tight cunt clenched my finger and her face fell away from my hand.
I felt as her necklace somehow caught on my hand and gave way. I caught the warm metal in my palm. Looking up to apologize for my carelessness of the gift, I saw her face contort from dazed happiness to absolute fear.
I never thought I would get this written. I work for the state department handling Elderly abuse cases. I had a big case dropped on my desk last week. It was horrible and sad and broke my heart. I just didn't feel like writing for a bit, and I am sorry that you all had to suffer from that too. There are some evil, evil people in this world that need a very special place in hell to rot!
My niece (I raised her from the age of 4 so she is more like a second daughter in many ways) went into labor Saturday and I spent 33 hours at her side coaching her through labor. She ended up having an emergency C-section because the baby went into distress. Mom and baby are both doing great now! She had a beautiful baby girl! Needless to say, my mood improved a lot, so I started writing the first half of the chapter on Sunday but I started feeling tired and worn out and ended up sleeping off and on the rest of the day.
Yesterday I felt really off kilter, but lumped it up as just getting too much sleep, but halfway through the day at work I ended up with a sore throat and going from freezing to sweating every few minutes. Once again I spent the evening in and out of sleep. I woke up today feeling like a mac truck had ran me over, but like an idiot I sucked it up and made myself go to work …for less than an hour. My body revolted on me and after a not so quick trip to the doctor, discovered I have the flu…yay…..not! So I raise my ginger ale in salute, I somehow miraculously finished the chapter and have kept the puppy from removing and running off with one of the socks on my feet. (He attacked and carried the other one to the other side of the room after I refused to play fetch).