Chapter 42

After two months of college, I was thoroughly enjoying the experience. My classes were going well, and my general sciences elective had turned out to be my favorite class thus far. It provided a broad overview of all the sciences, allowing students to explore a bit of everything. This had sparked my interest in taking more science-specific courses in my second year.

I had made a good group of friends, all of whom lived in my dormitory, including my roommate, Rebecca. We often went out dancing on the weekends as a group or participated in other enjoyable activities. They also served as a helpful buffer when guys attempted to hit on me, which happened quite frequently. It appeared that high school boys had not been as bold with their pickup lines as compared to some of these college guys, who seemed to have no shame in using whatever lines they could think of. Most of them were pretty terrible, and I found it hard to believe they would work on any girl.

Demetri hadn't visited yet, but that was about to change, and I would be in his arms in just one week. I couldn't wait to see him again and am counting down the days. Our nightly chats were wonderful, and the moments we could indulge our desires when I was alone were more than enjoyable, but nothing compared to being with him in person. Rebecca had already made plans to stay with our friends in the room next to ours on that first night, ensuring Demetri and I could have some much-needed alone time.

Tonight, Rebecca and I are heading to a frat party. While I was going to dance and have a good time, Rebecca had made it clear she had other pursuits in mind, and they were of a more carnal nature.

"I can't understand it, Bella. I'm hot, right? I know I am. Am I putting out some vibe that's turning off men?" Rebecca asked wearily as we walked to the frat house. "Oh god, I don't smell, do I?"

"No, you're hot, Rebecca, and you definitely do not smell," I reassured her. "I actually don't have much experience with the whole putting yourself out there. Other than Demetri, I really only had one boyfriend in high school, and that ended... well, probably not as either of us would have liked. I do have a lot of practice at shooting guys down, though. But that's not that much help for you, I'm afraid." I wrapped my arm around her and gave her a comforting squeeze.

"Ahh. A little strong there, Bella," Rebecca winced, taking a step back and flexing her shoulder while rubbing it with her other arm. Shit, I hadn't meant to use that much pressure.

"Oops, sorry," I admitted with a sheepish grin, offering a casual shrug. I hoped she wouldn't dwell on it too much.

Rebecca did not seem to give it another thought; instead, she focused on her current plight. "I better meet a guy tonight. Maybe I'm setting my standards too high."

"I know how you feel. I really lowered mine when I gave Demetri the time of day." I couldn't help but laugh as Rebecca shot me the finger.

The party was packed, and I had a fun time dancing. Rebecca and I had been to two frat parties so far, and on both occasions, I had enjoyed myself. I'd had one beer each time, mainly to fit in when we first got there, but I didn't like the taste and certainly didn't want to get drunk. Apart from dancing, what I enjoyed the most about these nights were the fun games they had going on. College introduced me to beer pong for the first time, and with my improved hand-eye coordination, I couldn't lose. Perhaps it was because everyone else was already hammered, but I had a hunch it was mostly due to my skills.

After dancing for a while, I took a break to see what else was going on in the house. I spotted Rebecca in a corner, deep in conversation with some guy, and silently wished her luck. I smiled at anyone who made eye contact with me as I weaved my way through the lively crowd. Eventually, I reached a room where the sound of cheering caught my attention, so I decided to check it out. Inside, I found a decent-sized group watching two people playing darts. I couldn't help but wonder if darts was the best choice of game in a house full of people who were already pretty drunk, but I was happy to watch. It appeared they were playing for money, so if they were smart, they wouldn't be drinking. I watched with amusement for a while as one guy, who I heard was named Rick, made quick work of all challengers. After defeating his latest opponent, he counted his winnings and exclaimed, "Who's next? The night is still young."

I looked around, but it seemed there were no more willing participants. Rick seized the moment and started playfully taunting the crowd, I'm sure trying to reel in some new sucker. I had never played darts before, but I felt like giving it a shot. "I'll play you," I declared, instantly capturing the attention of all the spectators, their heads turning in my direction.

Rick looked at me and smirked, clearly thinking he had found another easy mark. "Hey there. I've never seen you around. I'm pretty sure I would have remembered a face like yours. Alright, here's the game: three shots each round, trying to get as close to a score of 30 as you can. Twenty bucks for each round, and we're playing five rounds in total. Are you game?"

I smiled. I had never gambled for money before, but I had seen Rick collect quite a lot during the time I had been observing him. I hoped my skills wouldn't fail me now as I psyched myself up. "Sounds good. You go first so I can see how this is done and what score I need to beat."

I watched Rick throw his three darts, and he managed to score 27. After his turn, I collected the darts from the board and stepped up to my spot. I could feel the weight of the dart in my hand as I readied myself for my first throw, aiming directly at the 15, and hitting it dead center. I smiled, already knowing that Rick had met his match. My second throw went for the 6, and I hit it accurately. On my third and final throw, I nailed the 9 right on the mark. Rick appeared perplexed as he looked at the dartboard. He retrieved the darts, muttering, "Lucky start."

Ten minutes later, and I was a hundred bucks richer. My cheering section grew increasingly boisterous with each passing round. By the final round, Rick looked like he wanted to crawl under a rock. I figured he wasn't used to losing all that often. After the last round, he briefly looked down, then locked eyes with me.

"I can't believe you hustled me, and I fell for it. You really looked like you had no clue how to play when we started." He smiled as he handed me the money. "Well played."

"Thanks," I replied, smiling as I pocketed the money. "Perhaps we can have a rematch sometime." I winked at him before heading off to find Rebecca. By the time we left the party, I had had a really enjoyable night, but unfortunately, Rebecca had struck out yet again.

On our way back to the dormitory, Rebecca turned to me and said, "Hey, do you mind hanging out in the rec room for about half an hour? I think I need some alone time with Buzzster."

I looked at her, a bit confused. "Sure, but who's Buster?"

She laughed, "No, Buzz - ster. It's what I call my vibrator. I really just need some relief."

I didn't know what to say to that, except grinning widely. "Oh… yeah, sure… Just text me when it's safe to come up." I laughed.

"Hey, you've been in the same predicament I have been in for the past two months. What do you call your vibrator?" She asked.

"Ah… I don't own one." I said truthfully.

"What!" she exclaimed, clearly taken aback. "Bella, it's the twenty-first century. Every woman, whether married or single, should have a vibrator. I got my first one at 15. I was pretty naive and dumb back then. It probably saved me from getting knocked up. You should definitely pick one up."

I watched as Rebecca stepped into the elevator, a big smile lighting up her face as she turned to press the button for our floor. While making my way to the rec room, my mind began to wander about what it might be like to use a sex toy. I'd always been satisfied with my own hand, and with Demetri's visit just a week away, I wouldn't even need that. I figured it was a subject to contemplate another time as I settled into a chair to catch some TV with some other students, patiently waiting for it to be safe to return to my room.

The following week dragged on slowly, as if time itself was taunting me, prolonging the moment until I would be in Demetri's arms again. Each day felt like a week, and by the time Friday night rolled around, and I knew he would be here within hours, I was almost bouncing off the walls with anticipation. Rebecca found my restlessness amusing and even fucked with me when I went to the bathroom, setting the clocks in our room and on my phone back by two hours. It was actually pretty funny, but I would have to appreciate the humor in it at a later date as I was not in the mood for that kind of levity at the moment.

Finally, at eight, my phone buzzed. Glancing at the screen and seeing it was him, I didn't want to wait for the elevator, so I dashed down the six flights of stairs. It was quicker that way, anyway. When I reached the front desk, there he stood, looking as perfect as ever. I noticed several girls in the room eyeing him, clearly interested but lacking the courage to make a move. They were fortunate that I felt secure in our relationship, but I decided to screw with them just on principle. I smiled and pretended not to notice Demetri, deliberately bumping into his shoulder as if I were merely walking by.

I acted startled as I took a step back and looked up into his gorgeous face. "Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't see you there," I said, giving a very quick wink with my right eye.

Demetri looked momentarily confused, but I pressed on, as I had already thought of a fun scenario. I observed Demetri, just as all the other women around him were doing, looking him up and down as if he were a piece of meat.

After I'd had a good look at what was mine, I gazed into his eyes. "Well, hello there, stranger," I said provocatively, ensuring that Demetri's female admirers could hear me loud and clear.

Demetri smiled and inclined his head slightly. "Hello, miss..."

"Isabella, but you... you can call me Bella. You know, you've got to be the sexiest man I've ever seen. Are you a model or something? Nevermind, you could say anything, and it wouldn't matter one lick. Would you be interested in coming up to my room? You look good enough to eat, and I just want to do so many naughty things to your body, well, to certain parts of it at least. What do you say? I guarantee it'll be a night to remember." I glanced at the girls around us, and they all had eyes as wide as saucers, clearly taken aback by what was unfolding in front of them.

Demetri seemed to catch on to my game and responded, "Well, I was waiting for some friends to come down so we could go out, but since you've offered..." He looked me over, nodding his head, "Yes, I think I'd really like to go to your room. Honestly, I haven't been with a woman in almost four months, and I'm so... well, let's just say I plan to go all night. I hope you're in the mood for..." He leaned in and pretended to whisper in my ear, and I feigned astonishment, widening my eyes and opening my mouth in wonder. He pulled away, smiling, and said, "and that's just the beginning. There's just so much I'd like to do to your body. You don't mind if things get a little rough at times, do you?"

"If you can follow through with what you just said to me, you can do anything you want," I placed my hand directly on his crotch, feeling his hard erection. "Oh my," I purred, "I don't think I've ever felt something so large. Come with me. I'm on the sixth floor." Taking Demetri's hand, I led him away from the reception area, glancing at the stunned women with their mouths hanging open. "Looks like it's my lucky night!" I said to them, grinning, as I guided Demetri to the elevator.

As the door closed, I jumped into his arms, and we started kissing. "Oh God, I've missed you," I murmured between kisses on his face and neck.

Demetri was rubbing my back as I started to nibble on his ear. He let out a loud moan, and I could feel his erection pressing against my stomach, growing even harder. "Oh God, Bella. I can't bear waiting this long in the future. I'll make sure my visits are more frequent. I'll even swim to you if I have to. I'm sorry it took me so long this time." We kept on kissing and running our hands over each other's bodies.

Finally, the elevator doors opened to my floor. "Just say hello to my roommate, Rebecca, and then we'll kick her out. I hope you're good to go until just before daybreak?"

"That sounds perfect. Yes, I have a hotel room close by where I'll be staying during the day. Just text me once you wake up, and I'll send you the address. I'm sure you'll be quite tired after I'm through with you," Demetri said with a grin.

We arrived at my door, and I gestured for Demetri to enter first, following closely behind. "Rebecca, I'd like you to meet Demetri," I introduced them, and I noticed Rebecca's eyes widening. She had seen Demetri in photos, but they didn't really do justice to the man himself.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Rebecca," Demetri said with a warm smile. "Bella has shared a lot about your college adventures together."

Rebecca had a dazed look on her face but finally pulled herself out of it, saying, "Nice to meet you. Bella has told me a lot about you too."

"Really?" Demetri said, flashing a smile. "All good, I hope? She didn't portray me as some kind of serial killer, did she?" I chuckled at his spot-on remark.

"No, nothing that scandalous, I'm afraid," I replied, wrapping my arms around him and casting a meaningful look in Rebecca's direction, gesturing subtly with my eyes towards the door.

"Well, I know when I'm not wanted. Have fun, you two. Please don't use my bed for whatever you get into," she said, ending her comment with a laugh. She walked over to the desk, grabbed her door sign, and waved it at me with a smile as she left our room.

Finally alone, I gazed at Demetri, my mind racing with all the possibilities. I couldn't hold back any longer, so I jumped him. We could talk tomorrow.

I was getting breathless just thinking about how much I wanted him. The desire was so overwhelming that I wished he could just rip my clothes off, but I had to remind myself we were around other humans. This wasn't Volterra. Keeping that in mind, I started to strip off my clothes as quickly as I could, and I watched as he did the same. He seemed to be moving at a human speed, probably enjoying the little show I was giving him.

"I want you to fuck me every which way possible, so how would you like me first?" I said, recalling his words from downstairs. "A little rough will be just fine." My bra and panties were tossed near my dresser, leaving us both naked. I stared at his straining erection with a hunger in my eyes.

"Hop on the bed on your hands and knees. Let me really give it to you to start. We can make love later. I think we're both a little needy right now." He could say that again. I eagerly got onto my bed, positioning myself on all fours, my ass pointing right at him as he approached from behind. I felt his strong grip on my hips, his cool hands caressing them, and then I could feel his member sliding against my slit. He entered me completely and suddenly, making me gasp in pleasure. From there, we were off to the races as he began to fuck me hard and fast, and I couldn't stop moaning.

I turned my head around and flashed him a smile, knowing that we would be at this all night and into the early morning hours. As he continued to rock my world with every passionate thrust, I silently mouthed 'I love you,' then turned my head back to gaze out the windows.

"Fuck, yes!" I screamed. We had been at it all night, and I was currently riding him with intensity. Every sensation in my body felt alive as I maintained deep eye contact with him. My hips moved rhythmically, thrusting against him, savoring the incredible feeling as I sensed my orgasm building rapidly. With the euphoria washing over me, I tensed all my muscles and slammed down one final time, which was accompanied by a loud crack. My climax was in full swing, as I realized what had happened, all while feeling Demetri's cool release flooding my insides.

I pressed my body against his, squishing my breasts against his cool chest, and he held me close. I loved the feeling of his hard dick still inside me. It felt like we were truly one. Lifting my head, I kissed him passionately on the lips.

As our lips parted, I'd finally come down enough from my high to talk coherently. "I can't believe that happened," I said, looking at him with amusement. We found ourselves lying on my bed in an awkward position; the wooden frame had just cracked in half, and one of the corner posts had broken off, leaving us at a odd angle.

Demetri had a big smile on his face, clearly amused by our current predicament. "Yes, you know I've always been quite careful not to cause such damage, but it seems you have little regard for your bedding," he said with a chuckle as he leaned in to kiss my incredulous face. "We'll make sure to get you a new bed while I'm here, maybe one a little sturdier. But truthfully, maybe we should keep our fun time contained to my hotel room."

I looked around the room, realizing the mess we'd made. We had been quite active, fucking and sucking everywhere leaving no spot untouched – my poor bed, the dresser, my desk, the floor, my chair. We didn't spare the windows or the bathroom either. The only exception was Rebecca's bed, just as she'd requested. Shit, what would I tell Rebecca? Exhaustion was catching up with me after our long night of passion. I checked the wall clock and realized that Demetri would have to leave soon, or he'd be stuck here all day.

I raised my hand, interlacing my fingers with Demetri's and gave him a tired smile. "It's already five in the morning. You should head back to your hotel before you're stuck here all day. I doubt I could go another round right now anyway. I can hardly keep my eyes open." I leaned in and kissed him on the lips. "I love you, Demetri."

Demetri's hand moved soothingly on my back, lulling me into sleepiness. "I love you too, Bella," he whispered. "This was a perfect reunion. Later today, we can actually have a real conversation instead of just relying on our bodies. I'd love to hear all about your college experience and explore the campus together. I can stay for the week, so we'll have plenty of time to do whatever you desire, including things you might not even have thought of. We can go out on the town later tonight. You get some rest now; I need to head out. I love you." He kissed me on the lips again and gently lifted me off him, allowing his dick to slip out of me. I had been loving the full feeling.

He got up, leaving me lying awkwardly on my now broken bed. A frown appeared on his face, clearly displeased with my discomfort. His swift gaze swept the room, and he noticed a stack of books on my desk. Retrieving them promptly, I felt him lift my bed frame, aligning it properly and placing the books underneath it for support. Then, he took the broken post and jammed it back in place. I couldn't help but smile at his resourcefulness. He returned the smile, standing above me, completely nude. I was in the same state, and we must have presented quite the sight.

I observed him, deep in thought, and then, in the blink of an eye, he sprang into action. There was a whirlwind of activity around me, and I suddenly became aware that I was now dressed in my shorts and a t-shirt. It was a smart move on his part, considering I had no desire to get up.

I then watched him sleepily, entertained by his swift movements as he zipped around the room at vampire speed, straightening up chairs and anything else that was amiss. It seemed like he was even giving everything a quick wipe-down with a washcloth. After a minute, he came to a halt right in front of me, fully dressed, and the room appeared as if nothing had happened – just the way it was before we'd gotten it on.

"I'll see you later tonight. Sweet dreams, Bella," he said, giving me one last kiss. As I drifted into a deep sleep, the soft sound of the closing door was the last thing I heard.

I woke up gradually. After my eyes adjusted to the daylight streaming through the windows, I stretched, feeling fantastic. Damn, I had really needed last night, and I was pretty sure Demetri had needed it just as much. My body tingled with energy, making me feel like I could take on anything. I lay in bed, thinking happily about everything Demetri and I had gotten into last night until a voice interrupted my revelry.

I heard a book slam shut, followed by the unmistakable voice of Rebecca, who chimed in with a teasing tone, "Well, well, well. I see little miss sex fiend has finally awoken." I turned my head to find Rebecca looking at me with a devilish grin from her bed, where she seemed to have been reading a book.

"I had no idea you were such a freak. I think you kept the entire floor up with your antics. I'm sure you would have heard some complaints, but everyone was probably whacking off all night to your screams and moans. I was dreading entering our room this morning. I was sure I was going to find it totally destroyed. It really did sound like that was going to be the case, but when I came in, everything looked fine except for your bed. What the fuck did you do to it? And where's Demetri?"

"I'd say I'm sorry about the sounds," I began, giving a big yawn and stretching my arms wide as I sat up. "But I'm really not. Demetri actually has some business meetings each day for most of the week. We'll be getting back together later tonight." I couldn't help but smile at the thought. "All I can say is, just be thankful Demetri lives in Italy and not sunny LA, or last night would be a regular thing."

I leaned forward, glancing down at the stack of books propping up the broken bed frame. "The bed must be low quality or was already cracked, and I never noticed. Last night was the first time I really put it through its paces, and, well, it failed. Demetri said he'll help me get a new bed during his visit." I grinned, picking up my phone, which showed it was 3:30 pm. Perfect timing. I could grab some breakfast / lunch and then head over to Demetri's hotel. Thinking about it, Demetri was probably right, and it would be best for our future romantic sessions to be in his hotel room.

Rebecca couldn't contain her grin as she asked, "How did you guys manage to last the whole night? I've only seen shit like that happen in the movies. You're not dating Superman, are you?" She playfully gestured toward my broken bed.

"Shh," I whispered, placing my finger against my lips. "Don't reveal his secret identity to anyone. He's the Italian Superman. They call him Supermanino over there." We both started giggling.

After enjoying a much-needed shower, I headed out to grab a light lunch. Demetri had sent me the address to his hotel, which happened to be located near Beverly Hills. I checked the map on my phone and realized it was only about 10 miles away, and with no highways to cross, I decided to jog there.

When I reached the hotel, I was taken aback by its sheer luxury; it was one of the fanciest hotels I'd ever seen. I stepped into the elevator, pressed the button for the top floor, and as the doors opened, there stood Demetri with a warm, inviting smile on his face. Without hesitation, I gave him a big hug, feeling truly content.

"I've missed you," I murmured, my face pressed to his chest as we embraced. "I know we had all last night together, but that was more about getting our pent-up desires out. Let's spend some time just talking today."

Demetri led me into his suite, and it was the nicest hotel room, or I guess rooms, as there were several, that I've ever seen. We spent the next few hours cuddling and talking about everything that had been happening with us for the past few months. We talked almost every day, but there were always things that got glossed over. I told him all about the clearing I had made and how we could visit it together. I wanted to show him all the little things I'd learned since my time in Italy, including the explosive power, which he was eager to witness. He, in turn, told me all about the castle and what everyone was up to. It seemed that even after living with the same people for thousands of years, there could still be juicy gossip between them all.

When it got dark, Demetri drove me back to my room so I could change into more appropriate clothes. Then he took me to a nice restaurant, followed by a visit to a club I had never been to before. We had a fun and relaxing time, dancing and enjoying ourselves. Later that night, when we returned to his hotel room, we did it right making love instead of the fuck fest we had engaged in the night before. Around midnight, I peacefully fell asleep in his arms.


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