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"Gimme a Kamikaze!" I shouted after I downed my Purple Hooter. This was my fourth or fifth shooter…I wasn't so sure. Plus I've had a few tall glass cocktails.
"Rose you should take it easy," Adrian said as he handed me cloudy drink. I downed it and shook my head.
"Relax, Adrian," I said as I handed him the glass. "I'm just peachy." Jumping off I turned to Ambrose, who was enjoying his Black Rose slowly. "Wait for me." He nodded, a smirk on his lips as I walked to the bathroom. More like stumbled. Either Adrian put more alcohol in the drinks than I thought, or I had more than I imagined. I'm sure as hell it's not me being a lightweight. As if. Rose Hathaway knows how to hold her liquor. Too bad she can't hold her man, I thought as I turned the corner to go to the bathroom.
Except I think I ran into the wall.
"Oh sorry I -" he began to say before he looked at me, his eyes that were soft with apology hardened and he left go of me.
"Gees don't drown me in apologies," I said as I straightened my outfit out.
"What are you doing here, Rose?"
"Well, Dimitri," I said, emphasizing his name. "This is a party and I was invited."
"I mean here, the bathroom. Shouldn't you be with your second boyfriend?"
"Well when you have a lot to drink you have to piss. And to have a second boyfriend would require you to have a first one. And seeing as I have no boyfriend it's impossible for me to have a second one." Not giving him chance to respond, I pushed past him and closed the door on his face. When I walked out, the hallway was empty.
"Let's dance!" I shouted when I joined my friends, grabbing Ambrose's hand and leading him to the dance floor. The DJ was playing was playing a fast paced song, so when we found a spot, I turned around and wrapped my arms around his neck as he placed his hands gingerly on my hips and we began swaying to the beat, our bodies pressed close together. Ambrose, ever the gentlemen, never let his hands go anywhere but my hips.
When the song ended and a new one began, he spun me around so my back was pressed to his chest, his arm wrapped around my stomach. Too far into alcohol heaven, I didn't think twice and let him move me to the beat, my ass rubbing tightly against him. Somehow we ended up by a wall by the end of the song.
"Do you know how irresistible you are?" he asked as he placed tender kisses on my exposed neck. Not sure why I didn't feel any kind of response, I forced moans to leave my lips as his kisses added more pressure.
"So I've been told," I said before he kissed me. Again, I felt nothing but guilt for not being able to enjoy it. When I felt him push away, I tried to hold back the breath of relief building up inside me. Waiting for him to say or do something, I looked up and saw that he didn't voluntarily leave me.
"Really? Making out?" Dimitri asked, his eyes blazed with anger.
"I don't know what your problem is, but you need to stop," I said, just as angry. "You're not my brother or cousin to be protective of me. You're not even my boyfriend to care about this. You are nothing. Get it, Dimitri, nothing. So just leave me alone."
"What about Mason?"
"Stop bringing him into this!" I shouted turning around to walk away.
"Where do you think you're going?" he asked, grabbing my arm to stop me.
"What's it to you?" I said as I harshly pulled my arm away. "Dimitri when you give up on me, on us, you gave up on the chance to care and have a say in what I do."
"So that gives you the right to kiss whoever you please?"
"Basically," I snapped, walking away.
"Rose. Rose!" he called, following me.
Quickly turning around, I glared at him as I said, "Don't follow me. Just let me have five goddamn minutes by my fucking self! Why are you so keen on being around? Don't you see how much it kills me? Just…let me get some air." Walking out the first door I saw leading to the outside, I was hit by the cold, crisp air.
Why did I tell him it killed me to be around him? Why now?
What's that saying they say about alcohol? Drunken lips speak the sober mind.
Looking up at the sky, I let out a deep breath, momentarily getting lost in watching my breath leave my lips and float into the air. I don't know if it was my drunken mind or just me, but I soon found myself breathing out and making fun shapes with my breath, giggling when I was done.
"Having fun?" Dimitri asked from the shadows, making me jump.
"Why do you care?" I asked snarkily.
"Didn't say I did. Just making small talk."
"Small talk? Didn't know you had it in you, seeing as you've been ignoring me the whole night. Oh no wait, except when I was dancing with my date. Shouldn't you be holed up in your room reading your western?"
"This is my house. I have every right to join in the party being thrown downstairs."
"If you say so," I said, shrugging my shoulder before turning around to go back inside. I didn't get far before his hand grabbed my arm.
"What are you doing, Rose?"
Snatching my arm back, I glared at him. "Grabbing some air. Seeing as I can't take five steps without you knocking into me, I thought out here I'd finally escape you."
"I mean with…with…"
"Ambrose?" I suggested, getting him to nod his head.
"And Mason. Why are you doing that to him? He adores you, and I thought you liked him."
"Not that's it any of your business, but Mason's not exactly talking to me."
"What?"
"Yea. Who knew telling a guy you could only see him as a friend made him disappear," I said sarcastically. "But like I said, not that it's any of your business really. You gave me up when I wanted you to fight for me. So what if you saw Mason kissed me? It meant nothing. Well I'm sure it meant the world to him, but I didn't feel anything. You know what I was thinking? How different it was to your kisses. How it didn't make me hungry for more. But hey what does it matter since you quickly let me go."
"Rose…"
"Don't, Dimitri. You get mad because I left without hearing the full story, but you dropped me like nothing at the first sign of challenge. But that's fine, just let me move on with my life," I said before walking to the door, but again, I never made it. Instead I was flipped and pressed against the wall.
"For all your stubbornness, I can't believe you couldn't just tell me you weren't with Ashford," he said in a low, sexy voice as he pressed his body against mine, making my lose my breath and a lust haze clouding my thoughts.
"What would you have done if I had?" I asked, eager to get his answer.
"This," he said before enveloping me into a kiss, his hand raking through my hair to bring my face closer. Immediately, I clutched onto his waist, returning the kiss with just as much passion and need. Soon, our lips were fighting for dominance, our tongues making random appearances and caressing each other, both of us needing the kiss more than we needed air. All too soon, he broke apart and slid his hand down and engulfed mine.
"Where are we going?" I wondered as I followed him out into the big forest behind his gym.
"Good things come to those who wait, Roza," he taunted.
"Mmm what kind of good things?" I purred, the alcohol taking control of my lips. He just quipped an eyebrow before stopping and covering my eyes. I felt my lips scrunch up into a pout. "We're in forest and I'm drunk… and you want to blind me?"
"Just trust me and walk," he said, humor in his voice. Huffing, I did as he said. The only sound made was our breathing and the crunching noise of twigs and leaves being stepped on, and the few commands he gave to so I wouldn't trip or hit a branch. Finally he lifted his hands. "Here we are."
I was speechless, mesmerized by the simple beauty. In front of me, hidden in the small forest, is a small cabin with a simple porch light hanging next to the door, turning on as soon as we came within the sensor's reaches. The corners were covered with vines, making it seem like the cabin was carved out of nature. As Dimitri led me inside, I noticed it was basic in it's structure, having a small kitchen area, a bathroom, a bedroom, and a small gathering area with a small fireplace.
"It's so laid back," I finally said as we walked into the bedroom. "Did you build it?"
"My dad did when I was younger. It was so Ivan, and later Christian, and I could come out here and play around. After Ivan passed, this became my refuge. Things started getting hard with my dad, so whenever I didn't feel like being at home I'd come here. I didn't have the gym until I got into high school, and even then there are times when I don't want to go to the gym, so I come out here and just let myself disappear."
"Your mom doesn't worry?" I asked, not able to imagine Olena very happy with him running out here.
"Of course she does! But she also knows my dad takes things far, so she lets me escape, brining me food when I decide to stay the night or spend the whole day out here."
"What do you do? Read by the fireplace?"
"Something like that," he said softly, a small smile on his face. "But that's boring compared to what I can do now."
"And what's that?" I asked, smirking as he lowered his lips to mine, gently laying me down on the bed during our soft and slow kiss.
One of his hands trailed down my body, while the other kept him slightly higher than me while he positioned us better on the bed. As the kiss picked up, and my hands got lost in his hair, he brought his hand up and locked my hands above my head, eliciting a giggle from me as his lips trailed down to my neck.
"Roza, I'm trying to have a sensual experience with you. Giggling ruins the moment," he murmured against my skin, his breathes tickling me and making laugh.
"I'm sorry," I slurred after regaining my breath. "Your tickling me and as you know I'm very very very very drunk, so if you want sensual you have to be ok with me laughing."
Growling, he let for my arms and pulled me into a hard, breathtaking kiss, making all laughter disappear as I moaned against his lips, surrounding to him.
"Does that make you want to laugh?" he asked when we broke apart for air. I shook my head, wanting his lips against mine again. Satisfied with my response, he kissed me again, his hand trailing down my body, pulling down my zipper while he did. Somehow, my jacket ended up on the floor. When he came up to meet my lips, my fingers started working on the buttons on his shirt, but I kept fumbling with his buttons. Frowning, I tried ripping it, but I couldn't break it. Chuckling, Dimitri placed his hands over mine, gently loosening the grip on his shirt before slipping it off and over his head, and throwing it on the floor.
"Roza," he groaned into my neck as I rubbed my lower half against his, moaning at the way my name rolled off his lips, his thick accent making it sound so much sexier.
"N-no hickies," I warned, my voice wavering into a moan as he sucked on my neck.
"You sure?" he asked as he lightly nipped where me was kissing, a noise of slight pain and full pleasure leaving my lips as I meekly nodded my head. "How about down here?" he asked as he swiftly discarded my shirt and trailed to my breast, nipping it just as lightly. I bit my lip, not wanting to say yes or no, which he took as a yes since he sucked harder, making moan and curve my body into him as I gripped his hair and pulled him closer. I almost whimpered when his lips moved away, but I was too wrapped up in the kiss as his hands trailed down to my pants, started to undo the zipper and button.
Something broke my lustful, intoxicated haze, and I pushed him away.
"S-s-stop," I said as I sat up, running a hand through my hair. He listened to me immediately, his eyes curious as to what caused my mood, but he wasn't going to push it if I didn't want it. The thing was, I did, but I didn't.
"We don't have to do anything," he said as I got up and grabbed out clothes.
"I…I just don't want my first time to be when I'm drunk and mad at you," I said, my hand covering my eyes.
"Why are you mad at me?" he asked, laying on his stomach and looking up at me.
"Because! You gave up! You said you were going to win me back and you gave up! And then you act all hurt and push me away every time we ran into each other. And…and then your kissing me and taking me to a cabin and shit when you said you were done! Do you know how confusing that is?"
"I'm sorry," he said softly, cupping my face in his hands. Without thinking, I leaned into his touch. "I just meant I wasn't going to try to win you back if you had already moved on. It's one thing when you're single and I know I have a chance, but I thought you decided to give Mason a chance."
"That's our problem," I whispered, feeling myself sober up a bit. "We think without actually knowing. You thought Andre was playing with Vika and I was in on it. Then I thought you had been playing me and were always with Tasha. And then you thought I was with Mason. You failed to realize I couldn't move on from you. Dimitri, I don't know what it is, and I'm not about to spend time figuring it out, but something about you has made it impossible for me to even try to move on because all I end up doing is comparing them to you."
"Rose I'm so so sorry. If I had just listened for two minutes, none of this would have happened."
"Exactly," I said triumphantly, a big grin on my face before I leaned over and kissed him chastely. However, Dimitri had other things in mind, so when I tried to push away, he grabbed my waist and pulled closer, getting back on top of me.i didn't say anything until I had caught up my breath. "You know I just said no to drunken sex."
"I know," he said as he started kissing down my shoulder. "You also said it was because you were mad at me, but we moved past that, so now I'm going to convince my sexy, beautiful girlfriend to change her mind."
"Oh are you now?" I teased. "And who, might I ask, is this amazing girlfriend?"
"Only the most beautiful flower in this garden we live in. Her walls thick as the stem, her thorns sharp to keep out those not worth being loyal to, but her personality, her bud, her blooming flower, the most exquisite rose anyone has every seen. And her scent, her intoxicatingly sweet scent, something you never realized you were missing in life until you get a whiff of it."
"I must meet this extraordinary woman," I said with a smile.
"Oh I think you'll like her very much," he whispered before kissing me with all he had. My resolve breaking as his fingers caressed my skin along the edge of my bra. He lowered himself and ran his tongue along the edge, tracing it, and dipping just below it. I tried to arch my body, but he gently pressed my body down, keeping it on the mattress. Wanting more, I told him to take it off as we kissed. Quick to comply, I saw my bra fly to God knows where.
"See something you like?" I asked, a sultry smirk on my lips as I saw his eyes roam my body. Instead of answering, he kissed me hard, both of us finally giving in to each other.
A/N: Happy now? :) I KNOW I AM! I'd do something nice like ask if you want smut or not, but well if you don't want smut, I'm good at blocking it off so you can skip if you'd like. So honestly, what was your favorite moment?
So I realized I should have made this the chapter where when I get enough reviews I'd add the next chapter asap, but oooh well guess this will have to hold you over until Sunday :)
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