My breathing was hitched, and my heart was thudding against my chest cavity all too hard for my liking. It was almost painful to wait for him to answer the door. No one had ever made me feel like this before, I wanted to turn and run but at the same time my body ached to be near Dimitri. There was something about him that called to me, something about him that made everything bad disappear, I just needed him to open the door so I could assure myself that everything was going to be fine. I tried to stand straighter as I heard a shuffling come from inside. This was it. As the door slowly opened I caught myself holding my breath, and as his face came into view I scowled myself for being so damn stupid. Dimitri's mouth opened into a wide smile, and I felt all my fears melt away. Everything was perfectly fine. I was here with him, I was happy, I was excited, I was on a first date with the man I had been pining for. And man did he look good, I glanced quickly over him and noticed he had dressed up too, wearing black slacks and a nice button down, though he was barefoot, the look suited him. And not to mention I was right he looked way better dressed up than Christian.
"Please Roza come in. Make yourself at home." Dimitri stepped aside and motioned for me to come in, the smile never leaving his face. I could not help but answer it back with a wide one of my own. I could tell he was happy to have me here, and it made me feel even more welcomed. I had no idea why I had been so scared.
Prying my eyes off of him, I took a moment to look around. The inside of the cabin was amazing. It was just like the outside, simple, and natural, but yet extraordinary. But it was all Dimitri. I stood at the start of his living room while he closed the door softly. I noticed that there was no TV, but inside there was a beautiful fireplace, and that looked far more entertaining than a TV. He had taken the time to start a fire in the fireplace, and I sighed at the gesture. The embers catching my attention, and sparking interest in the daring and warm fire it set a mood that I loved, feeding the romantic in me. There was a small table set in front of the fireplace a few feet away, books lining its top, and I laughed. He was such a book worm, but I noticed I actually liked that about him. His couch was brown, and the fabric looked soft, perfect for two to just sit in and cuddle. But what caught my attention was the beautiful quilt Dimitri had laid in front of the fireplace. It was inviting, and I longed to sit in on it and enjoy the flickering embers. I could see us sometime sitting in front of it sipping some hot coco, laughing and kissing.
"Let me give you a tour, its not much but it is home." He placed his hand at the small of my back and pushed me in further into the small cabin. "As you can see this is the living room slash dining room, though the dining room is just a table and chairs." My eyes flickered over to the table that he had set for two. Two small candles lit in between, with a bouquet of roses laying next to the silverware. "This is the kitchen." Dimitri turned me towards the kitchen, it was bigger than I would have expected, but Dimitri had told me time and time again that he did like to cook. "Through there is the half bathroom, and the other door is my bedroom, there's a bathroom in there too." He cleared his throat and grabbed my hand bringing me to the living room. I followed silently taking everything in.
"This is amazing Dimitri. It's so rustic, and just homey." Looking around once more I noticed the small touches that truly made this a home. I knew he had lived here for about a year, and it was nice to see it was well lived in. But I wondered where the rest of his family was going to live.
Pictures, that I assumed to be of his family, where dotted here and there, on tables and some on the walls. A book shelf in the corner jammed packed with books.
"Where is your family going to live when they come? Are you going to leave this place?" I was curious I had only been in here once but I was in love with it. That and he never mentioned where they would go, and after seeing his place I knew there was no way they could all fit in here.
"They are getting a house closer to town, so they can run the business better, Sonya and Karolina wanted to open a boutique of sorts. And no I plan on staying here. I lived in a house full of woman for 19 years of my life, I don't think I could do it again." We both laughed at this and I continued my evaluation.
His high school diploma was hanging over the mantle along with his culinary certificate. Something I knew he was really proud of. He even had a few plants scattered here and there. None had flowers to them though, they were vine looking and one might have been a fern. The plants added a more earthy look to the place. The air smelled like Dimitri, pine and fresh and it was just wonderful. I looked back and noticed Dimitri looking at me, adoration clear in his eyes. I could only hope my eyes held the same for him.
"Here why don't we sit by the fire. Would you like a glass of wine? Juice?" He held my hand as I sat.
"Umm I've only ever had wine once before and wasn't too impressed, it was sour and bitter." I scrunched my nose up and he chuckled.
"Well I know you are not of the legal age, actually neither am I in this country but I got this wine and I think it will change your view." He got up and I heard him in the kitchen getting glasses and opening the wine bottle. He soon returned with two glasses and I was surprised that the wine was pink.
"Thank you." I took the glass gingerly and smelled its contents. Taking a slow small sip just in case it was dreadful I caught Dimitri's smirk. "Mmm this is actually good. Whats it called?"
"It is just Pink Moscato. I'm not usually a wine person, but when I drink it I prefer it to be sweet. Dinner will be ready in an hour. I hope that is ok." His eyes never left mine, and I loved the feel of him looking at me. He looked at me like I was the most beautiful thing he had laid his eyes on.
"That's fine, I'm here earlier than expected." I put my glass down on the table and made my way closer to Dimitri. "I never got a hello kiss." I batted my eyelashes at him, and he slowly licked his lips. I was kneeling in front of him, just out of reach. I could see his hand twitching at his side, I was anxious to have him reach out to me.
"Why how horrible am I." He put his drink next to mine, kneeled closer to me and reached out to gently cup my cheeks. He slowly leaned down and lightly pecked my lips. But I needed more, the memory of our kisses yesterday clear as day in my mind.
I leaned in closer crushing my lips onto his, a small moan leaving me as I felt his lips harder on mine. His lips sliding against mine like velvet, he felt so good, and god was he a great kisser. I reached up to lock my hands around his neck to ensure that he would stay where I wanted him. His hands lightly traced down my shoulders and arms and landed on my waist. To sound completely corny I imagined us in a totally romantic movie. The setting was just so surreal, us kissing in a cabin, in the middle of the woods, in front of a wonderful fireplace. Dinner being cooked, a table set for two. Yes, this had total romance novel written all over it, and I loved every second of it.
Dimitri's tongue traced my bottom lip, but I was feeling daring. Out of no where my tongue darted forward and claimed Dimitri's mouth. I was scared he would push me away, but instead a growl rumbled through his chest as he pulled me even closer, it sending a flash of heat through me and straight to my core. Our tongues danced a waltz with the other, his taste taking over my taste buds, and his smell and smell of his cabin were making me spin. But I was growing desperate, wanting more, needing more of this man in front of me. I quickly lunged forward and Dimitri fell backwards onto the quilt, me landing hard on his chest. But this did not make this kiss stop, no if anything it ignited a fire in the both of us and we clung tighter to each other.
My hands wondered around him, wanting to get some contact with skin, but it was all hidden from me. I felt around, my hands clumsy, uncoordinated, and I finally felt the place where his shirt was tucked into his pants. I yanked harshly until I felt the shirt give and start to come out, by this point we were both moaning and I could not tell which one of us was hissing, in the back of my mind I thought it was Dimitri. After what felt like forever I was finally able to make enough space for my hands to reach in and touch his skin. And it was everything and more than I thought it would be, his stomach was toned, soft, silky. But I needed more.
Dimitri finally started touching me, his hands landing on my upper thighs massaging small circles into them. The feeling was incredible, I wanted him to go higher. My core was aching to be touched. I pulled away from the kiss and started kissing down his jaw, to his ear and then down his neck. Pants echoed through the room, and I was vaguely aware that I was the one being the loudest. I must have found Dimitri's sweet spot because suddenly his hips thrust upwards into me. The feeling satisfied the feeling in my core and I needed him to do it again. I kissed his neck harder and found myself moving my hips with him. Suddenly a bell started beeping. I thought I was hearing things, but the beeping persisted.
"Roza thats the food." Dimitri's voice was husky and hoarse, barely a whisper. I pulled away trying to catch my breath. Had we really just made out for an hour? All I could do was stupidly nod, and slowly ease my way off of him.
Dimitri stood up and I watched as he adjusted himself, I could not help but wink at him. A growl emitted from somewhere deep in his throat that made me laugh and he walked away to the kitchen. I stood up and fixed myself, seeing as my dress had ridden up my thighs, bringing the thought of how good his hands felt massaging me. I really hoped we would be doing more of that after dinner, I could kiss him for hours and not get sick of it. I inhaled deeply, and walked into the kitchen to see what he had made. The smell of the food coming to me, and it smelled amazing.
"What you make super chef?" I leaned over the island to catch a glimpse as he took it out of the oven. I took notice at how amazing his ass looked in the slacks as he leaned down to take the dish out.
"Well you told me once you loved lasagna so I thought I'd try and make it for you." He turned around with the most perfect looking lasagna I had ever seen. My mouth watered, I had never seen something so tasty looking.
"Wow that looks like it came out of a food magazine." I walked around closer to him, sniffing the air. He really was such an amazing chef.
"Well thank you. Ms. Karp gave me the recipe, I had never made one before." I let out the most horrific snort but did not feel ashamed.
"Never? God I sometimes forget you are fresh off the boat." Dimitri rolled his eyes as he pulled out a knife and started to cut the masterpiece. His cuts precise and even.
"I didn't come here on a boat Roza. I took a plane." I gasp and brought my hand to my heart. Mocking him had become one of my favorite things to do. I had images of Russia in my mind, all of which Dimitri said were wrong.
"Goodness they have those in the arctic." Dimitri put the knife down and stepped closer to me, wrapping his strong arms around me.
"You are utterly ridiculous love." He leaned in and pecked me, and pulled away before I could deepen the kiss. He walked over to the dinning room and grabbed the plates along with the roses.
"These are for you, I know its cliché since your name is Rose, but I personally like roses." He shrugged and I took them from him sniffing the dozen roses. Yes, I thought roses were cliché seeing as my name was Rose, but getting them from him was anything but cliché, I loved them.
"Thank you, they are gorgeous. I love them." I took my nose away from them and looked around for a vase to put them in. Finally spotting one he had set up I let the roses fall in so they could drink up the water, I never wanted them to die.
"I want to keep them forever." I turned around just as he had finished plating the dinner. I noticed he added a small salad to it and some garlic bread.
"Mama once told me if you hang them upside down and spray them with hairspray it preserves them. I think I saw my sister do it a few times." I followed him to the table and smiled.
"You're amazing." He shook his head and motioned for me to sit down.
I ended up eating almost three pieces of lasagna and almost a whole loaf of garlic bread. Dimitri was a great chef, I could eat anything he made. I should have known, seeing as he started bringing me in such wonderful lunches. But this was wow. He had ended up confessing that he made the bread from scratch, even the pasta used in the lasagna had been fresh. I was going to have to learn a thing or two from him, either that or make Mason learn. Mason's lasagna had nothing on Dimitri's.
"I'm so full!" I patted my belly as Dimitri cleared off our plates.
"Well you did eat most of the food." He looked back at me biting his bottom lip, his tone teasing.
"Hey I couldn't stop myself, do you have any idea how wonderful that was." I got up and waddled over to him as he dropped the dishes in the sink.
"You ready for desert." Dimitri started to open the fridge but I stopped him by slamming it shut. Oh yes I wanted desert but not the kind I could eat.
"I don't want that kind of desert, not right now." My voice was unrecognizable. I had been craving one thing and one thing only all throughout dinner, and that was Dimitri.
Without even answering me Dimitri kissed me. The kiss started off exactly where we had left off before dinner. Dimitri lifted me up wrapping my legs around him, he sat me on the counter and continued to kiss me like I was the oxygen he was breathing. He moved my legs apart and stood in between them, filling in any space that could keep us apart. I moaned as I felt his erection through his slacks. I felt so sexy in his arms, there was something about him that drove me absolutely insane. It was like no matter what I could never get enough of him. My hands slowly tangled themselves in his hair, hair that he had worn down, knowing how much I loved it that way. At work it was always back, but after I told him I liked it down, he started wearing it down when he was not baking.
"God Roza." Dimitri pecked me one last time before he pushed my hair aside and buried his face in my neck. He nipped and licked as I sat with him holding me up. My body was on fire, and I could not trust myself to even sit up on my own.
"Nugh Dimitri." His name leaving my lips sparked something in him and he stepped back his eyes boring into me.
"Are you a virgin?" His question caught me off guard, and I knew my cheeks were burning red. I was both surprised and not surprised that he would ask. I mean if we were going to take that step it would make sense that he know, but I was so embarrassed, because something told me Dimitri was not a virgin.
"It's ok if you are. I just.. I just want to know... I don't want to push you for anything Roza." I relaxed slightly and slowly nodded yes to him. My head sank down and I stared at the floor. God I slightly wished I wasn't, I was going to look like a fool next to him.
"Good." My head snapped up quickly and I knew confusion was clear to read on me. He laughed lightly and stepped closer to me.
"Why is that a good thing?" He reached up and pushed some of my hair behind my ears.
"Because Roza I can teach you. I can show you everything. And that thought is so... so delightful. Of course I only will if you let me, if you want me to." I met his eyes and I knew his words were true. If I told him I did not want to do anything I knew he would step back and give me the space I needed. But I knew I did not want that, I wanted him to teach me. To show me what true pleasure was.
"I want you to. I just know its only you who I want to." I leaned in slightly giving him enough space to lean in and seal the kiss. But he smiled and instead helped me off the counter.
"We are going to do this right. Come on." He took my hand and led me back to the quilt on the floor. The fire had died down some giving the room an amber glow. The sun had started to set outside, and the setting made this all that better. "Lay down." He pointed to the quilt and my breath caught. What was he going to do?
I laid down slowly making sure to never look away from his eyes. Dimitri soon followed except he hoovered over me. I lay still too scared to move an inch. His hands caressed my cheek, and then worked its way to move my hair out of my face. He eased his face down and kissed me softly. I could not help but return the kiss, once again tangling my hands into his hair. The kissed started to turn into a heated make out session and once again the panting and moans filled the room. Dimitri's hands found my thighs again and the massaging starting. As he did this he left the kiss to start sucking on my neck.
"You ever heard of the bases of sexual relationships Roza?" His hands started to ride up higher as he spoke and my eyes fluttered a few times before I could focus on him again.
"Hmmmm." It was the only thing that I could get out. My mind was hazy, his touch was making it hard to think.
"First base...mouth to mouth kissing, especially french kissing." Dimitri's mouth came back to mine and his tongue slipped into my mouth, dancing along with mine. He suddenly stopped and smiled but this smile held something else, it was turning me one and I squirmed under him. "We did that yesterday and tonight. Tonight I want to show you second base. Do you want to learn what that is baby." Oh God he was fucking amazing.
"Yes, god please!" My voice was rough and patchy. This man was driving me insane.
"Second base... Manual stimulation of the genital, traditionally, touching or kissing the breast." Dimitri's hands left my thighs as he slowly traced my stomach and then rubbed under my breast. My mouth opened and I held his gaze. His mouth kissed down to my collar bone, his lips grazing the top of my breast that did not fit in the dress. With slow soft strokes Dimitri touched my breast over my dress. I moaned quietly, that was until he squeezed and brushed against my now rock hard nipples.
He never left go of his grip on my chest but he did lean in to kiss me on the lips. This time the kiss was even stronger, his hold on me was leaving me breathless. His hands continuing to squeeze and caress my breast. I wanted so badly to feel his hands on my bare flesh, but I loved what he was doing. Dimitri latched onto my neck again and my hips thrust towards his, my body craving some sort of friction.
"Roza." Dimitri hissed into my neck and I repeated the action again. I could feel his rock hard bulge against my core and I moaned loudly.
"God Dimitri." All three action were starting to drive me insane, I could only imagine what full on sex would be with him, fuck this was so good.. He stopped kissing my neck and pulled away ready to speak again.
"Or other erogenous zones, can be either clothed." Dimitri's left hand left my right breast and worked its way down, down, down to my thigh.
He inched his way upward, and I was panting like a hot dog on a summers day. I could feel his fingertips just inches from my core, I felt my panties getting wet, and without me even trying my hips thrust up again to meet his hand.
"Mmm I like this." Dimitri's fingers finally made contact with the outside of my underwear and I moaned a long and loud moan. Nothing had ever felt this good before. God I wanted so much fucking more. How could something so small and simple spark such a fire in me?
Growing brave I finally was able to do what I wanted to do for a while now. I moved my right hand downward and rubbed my hand down the front of Dimitri's chest, feeling his pecks, his stomach, his pelvis, and finally his throbbing cock. I could feel his hardness against my hand and I rubbed it lightly.
"Fuck Roza." He hissed as his head fell down and rested in between my breast. This only urged me to tighten my hold, causing him to press harder onto my core all while squeezing one of my breast. The sensations sending a tingle throughout my entire body.
Fuck who would have thought something like this could be so fucking hot and erotic. After a few more minutes of just touching Dimitri worked his head up again and started kissing me. We kissed and touched and rubbed, and just got lost in the feel of each other. I knew it would have been better if there was no fabric in the way, but I liked that this is what we were doing. It was new and exciting and I was glad he did not just jump straight into bed with me.
"Roza, can I, god can I touch you." Lust was clear in Dimitri's face, and I knew exactly what he wanted to do.
"Please." I begged for it, it was the only think I could think of right now. How would he feel touching me?
"Or not clothed." Dimitri finished his definition and his fingers worked to the edge of my underwear pushing the fabric aside. I stopped breathing and my grip on his cock got even tighter. But like him I wanted to touch him too. But first I had to have him touch me.
As soon as the fabric was out of his way Dimitri's fingers traced the outside of my lips. The feeling was remarkable, amazing, so fucking good. My back arched off the floor and Dimitri kissed me again, all while he slowly opened my lower lips, his fingers following the folds and then stopping at my clitoris. As soon as he touched it a muffled moan filled the room, he kissed me harder and felt around more. And I finally controlled myself enough to reach back down and start to unbutton his slacks, I had to feel him and I had to do it now. I managed to get his slacks open and I slipped my hand in noticing the little devil had gone commando. I wrapped my hand around his cock just as he slipped one finger into me. Both actions felt amazing, his cock was bulging huge in my hand, and I feared I would not be able to give him any pleasure. He rocked his finger slowly and I forgot my fear and I knew it would work out.
"Ohhhhh." It felt so fucking good.
"Rose... Roza... Move your hand up and down." I followed his order as his finger went in and out of me. "I... I'm going to add another finger... Fuck baby you feel so good... Pump faster please."
My hand worked up and down his shaft faster as Dimitri added another long finger into me, causing a small scream to leave my lips. He kept his thrusting fingers slow and soft, taking his time with me, knowing I was new to this, not wanting to hurt me. But my hand was not so soft and slow. My hold on him was tight my hand moving quickly up and down. Dimitri's head dropped into the crook between my neck and shoulder and he inhaled deeply. The room grew darker, the only sound was us touching each other, that and the last of the embers crackling in the fireplace.
"Roza... I'm.. god don't stop." Suddenly something built up in me, something foreign, and I knew something was going to happen but it was something that I had never felt before.
"Dimitri, I feel... Fuck I feel something." Suddenly his fingers picked up the pace and I knew what was coming, I was coming. I was about to have my first ever orgasm. I made my hand work harder on him, feeling him throbbing under my palm. Suddenly I felt the coil in my stomach tighten and suddenly snap as I let out a loud gargled moan. I saw starburst explode behind my closed eyelids. At the same time I felt Dimitri's dick twitch and I felt his come cover my hand and his slacks.
Dimitri's hand slowed down as he helped me ride out the amazing feeling, I did the same for him.
"Wow." It was the only thing I could think to say. Nothing could describe what we had just done. It was what my body had been craving since the moment I first saw Dimitri.
"Yea, that was wow." Dimitri's hand worked its way out from between my legs and he took a deep breath before he helped mine out of his pants. "Come on lets get you cleaned up." He kissed me softly and stood up helping me up, as I stuck out my hand.
He helped me into the bathroom so I could clean my hand as he went to his room to change. I washed my hands and watched my reflection. My cheeks were flushed my hair sticking out in different directions. I looked, satisfied. And I felt, fuck I felt amazing, sated. Hands gripping my hips brought me out of my daze and I noticed Dimitri's reflection along with mine. He wore a similar expression. I studied our reflection and was happy with what I saw, though Dimitri was a head and then some taller than me we looked good together, complimenting each other so well. He rested his chin on my head and smiled sweetly at me. He turned me around quickly and kissed me. It was passionate, full of emotion.
"Thank you." His eyes were still closed as he said this.
"No thank you Dimitri. That was, amazing. You made it so special." He opened his eyes, and again the smile graced his lips.
"How about some actual desert, I think I worked off part of dinner." I smacked his chest.
"Don't be so smug." Even though I would never tell him his cockiness was a turn on.
Dimitri had made me some chocolate cake, again one of my favorites. He lit another fire and we sat on the couch cuddling as we fed each other the cake. We spent the next two hours like that, both of us trying not to think that I would soon have to go home. I would have given anything to just fall asleep in his arms. I could picture myself here with Dimitri. It was so easy to imagine a life with him. Him so eager to please me, and I him. I could learn so much from him, I could be so happy with him. A soft knock ruined my fantasy, I knew it was time to leave, Christian had texted me to tell me he was on his way.
"I'll see you tomorrow ok love?" Dimitri stood up, holding his hand out to me. "I'll miss you." He whispered into my lips before kissing them.
"I'll miss you too... I won't be able to stop by during the day, I promised to spend the day with my brothers." I frown, but Dimitri was not going to have any of that. His forced my lips into a smile and then kissed them again.
"I'll see you tomorrow night. Bring a bathing suit... I was thinking we could swim in the lake." I smiled at that and nodded slowly. Another knock brought me back again. I pulled away and walked to the door.
"Rose." I turned and nearly melted at what I saw. Dimitri was standing there looking at me so intensely. He brought his palm to his lips and kissed it, before blowing the kiss my way. I reached into the air closing my palm around the imaginary kiss, bringing my fist to my heart, while I repeated his gesture with my free hand. He copied me as well and I turned around and opened the door. I would see him tomorrow, and until then I would hold that last kiss, close to my heart.
OK I know that was what most of you were waiting for... I ,yes, am still sick, so I don't know if it was any good. Thank you so much for the get wells, and the amazing reviews. I can only hope this chapter will bring in more of these amazing reviews! I plan on taking their sexual encounters slow, but know it is because Rose is still learning. But I will make sure you are all there for every step of the way... In the next few chapters time is going to be skipping ahead so I hope no one minds. I will let Rose tell you what has been going on, but know that there is a lot more to come, this story is just barely getting started, I have a million and one ideas running through my head right now! So what did you think? Did you like Dimitri and his take charge attitude? How sweet was he to start off slow? And god Rose horny much? Please review and let me know what you thought... Please?