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The alcohol left a haze over my mind, but the smell of him made me dizzy. My head was tipped to the side as his lips sucked on my neck, his hands gripping my breasts. His chest was hot and firm against my back, and his hair felt like silk between my fingers.

It wasn't the first time tonight we had been in a similar position, but we couldn't satisfy ourselves enough. My body ached, but it wasn't satisfied.

My legs were spread as far as they could while he pushed into me. I wasn't sure my knees were going to support me much longer and I sank deeper into his lap, moaning loudly as one hand travelled from one breast to between my lips, his fingers circling my clit as he rocked into me.

His lips let go of my skin, his teeth nipping at the skin before his lips continued up, pressing kisses to my skin before he shifted, pressing me into the mattress. The angle shifted and I screamed into the sheets, my fingers fisting into them as his hands moved over my waist, finding purchase on my hips. His movements moved from gentle rocks to powerful thrusts, our skin slapping together, mingling with the sounds of my breathy moans and his grunts.

The feeling of his sac slapping against me was overwhelming, and I bit my lip as I started to shake. I felt Dimitri lean over me, bracing himself beside my shoulders as he chased my orgasm, moaning quietly in my ear as he thrust into me. His hand gripped mine that gripped the sheets, his lips brushing over the back of my neck as he found his own release.

I shock in the aftershocks and, rolled over once he pulled out of me, feeling his cum drip out of me. He hadn't moved away yet and I pulled him down onto me, wrapping an arm around his neck as we kissed. Our bodies were slick with sweat, but I wasn't ready to let go yet. He hiked one of my legs up to his hip and rolled us so he was on his back, his tongue rubbing against mine and his hands wandered.

I gasped when I jolted awake, my body feeling like it was on fire. There was a dull ache between my legs and I licked my lips before rubbing my hands over my face. It wasn't the first time I had had this dream since the night of the album release, and each time it was the exact same. Whether it was my subconscious or my imagination, it was a powerful dream that left me with physical echoes.

We were doing pre-tour interviews, which meant a lot of travelling and hotel rooms. We hadn't exactly spoken about what happened that night, but I could see him thinking about it when he thought I wasn't paying attention. I looked at the clock and sighed quietly, it was still relatively early in the day, only being asleep for a few hours.

I was surprised I was able to fall asleep in the first place; New York City was loud.

I pushed out of bed and walked out of my room and into the main part of the suite. Having separate rooms would have caused gossip, so we always rented suites when we booked hotels. But it was always just me and him sleeping here. I pulled a water bottle out of the fridge and took a long drink, turning to go back to my room and noticing the light was on in Dimitri's room.

I moved towards the room and looked in, seeing his sitting in bed with a book, the lamp on beside him. He looked up and gave me a small smile.

"Nightmare?" he asked.

"What?"

"You were moaning in your sleep," he said quietly and I blushed, shifting on my feet.

"No, not a nightmare," I said and licked my lips, "Did I keep you up?"

He shook his head and set his book on the nightstand beside him and rubbed his hands over his face in a similar manner I had before I got out of bed.

"No, just thinking about too much and can't make my brain shut up," he said with a small chuckle, "What were you dreaming about?"

I bit my lip and shrugged with a clearing of my throat.

"Nothing," I said offhandedly and he raised a brow at me. I sighed and told him that I had been dreaming about the night of the album release and he nodded, but his ears pinked. He shifted under the blanket subtly and I bit my lip again.

"I see I'm not the only one," he said quietly and I smirked.

"Apparently we made lasting impressions," I said and mentally smacked myself for it. Dimitri smirked and his eye gazed over me. I shivered slightly, the dull ache still between my legs and I rubbed them together. He grinned at me and I shook my head, walking into the room and crawling up the bed towards him.

"It's your fault," I said and put the water bottle on the nightstand. He snorted a laugh and rolled enough to grip the underside of my thighs and pulled me towards him, placing me on his lap with a surprised yelp.

"My fault?" he asked with a cocky grin. I scoffed a laugh and shifted so I was more comfortable, already feeling him under the sheet.

"Yes. It's your fault for being such a good lay. And breaking my very long drought," I smirked. Dimitri hummed and rested his hands on my hips, smirking at me again.

"I see. And I left a lasting impression?" he asked, leaning back against the pillow propped up behind him. I shrugged and shifted the slightest bit, bit my lip as I rubbed against the growing bulge. It sent a shock through me, and I knew that he could tell.

"Don't be smug," I chastised but he smiled even wider at me.

"Why?"

"Because," I returned but he shook his head at me. He rolled his hips up and took in a sharp breath, narrowing my eyes at him. He sat up and pulled me to him, pressing a kiss to my lips.

"That's not a valid statement," he said when he pulled back. I rolled my eyes at him.

"I'm not paid to have sex with you," I quipped.

"No, just an added perk," he returned, making me laugh before leaning in to kiss him again. His hands moved up my neck and into my hair, pulling me with him as he leaned back against the pillow again, his tongue slipping between my lips. I moaned quietly into his mouth, running my fingers over his neck, dragging my nails over his skin.

"What's good sex between friends?" I said as I pulled away, my eyes meeting his. His lips quirked as he gripped my thighs again and rolled us over, looming over me with his hand hanging around us.

"Good stress release between coworkers," he said, kissing my collarbone. I giggled as his stubble tickled my skin. He kicked his legs free of the sheets and kneeled between my legs and then bit his lip.

"I didn't think of packing condoms," he said with a wince.

"I take a birth control injection for pain. Do you have anything I need to worry about?" I asked with a smirk. He shook his head.

"Neither do I," I said as I sat up, pulling my sleep shirt over my head, and tossing it to the floor. The only reason we would need them was for STIs, and neither of us had them. Dimitri nodded to himself and pressed my shoulder gently to press me back into the pillows. I raised my brows at him and he leaned forwards, pressing a kiss to my chest. My skin puckered as he kissed between my breasts, sucking on the skin before moving to one nipple, flicking it with his tongue before wrapping his lips around it. I hummed quietly as his tongue rolled over my nipple, his hand teasing the other one before pinching it.

I gasped and ran my fingers over his shoulder, shivering when he moved to the other breast and the cold air hit my wet skin. He nipped and sucked, all while teasing the other. I moaned in protest when he released the other nipple, moving down my abdomen, leaving hot kisses in his wake. As he travelled, his hands groped and squeezed my breasts, pinching and tugging my nipples as he nipped at my hips.

He stopped and sat up, hooking his fingers into the sides of my panties and I lifted my hips enough to let him pull them off my legs. He stood up and gripped my ankles, pulling me down to the edge of the bed, kneeling between my parted legs.

I pressed up on my elbows, watching his kiss my thighs, sucking hard on the skin before letting go, the spin pinkening as he moved closer to my sex. I waited in anticipation and shivered when he kissed my clit, spreading my lips and then licking. I tipped my head back and sighed quietly as he licked, his tongue penetrating me between licks. I laid back on the bed and gripped my breasts, gasping as his fingers slipped into me, pumping and twisting as he worked my clit.

I wasn't joking when I said that he was good. I didn't remember much from that night, but the feeling of him was familiar. His fingers slipped deeper, finding the sweet spot and I let out a moan, my hips lifting off the bed. He took the opportunity of my hips lifting and he slipped my legs over his shoulders, straightening up as he penetrated me with his tongue, sucking on my clit and nipping at my folds.

I tugged on my nipples, pinching them as I shook in his hands. I was edging towards my orgasm, but I didn't want it to come so soon, but at the same time, I was dying for it. Dimitri let go with one hand, and I locked my legs behind his head, rocking my hips against his mouth.

My sound of displeasure was loud when pulled away and set my hips back on the bed, but it turned into a shout of pleasure when he slid into me, his sleep pants now gone and he was kneeling on the bed. His pace was quick, our hips snapping together. I wrapped my hips around his hips and he gripped my hips, lifting my hips off the bed.

I reached behind my head and gripped the blankets, my head pressing back into the mattress with a moan. Dimitri wasn't exactly quiet with his pleasure either, and he yanked me towards him at one point, resting back on his knees.

I balanced myself in his lap and used his shoulders as leverage, grinding as I rolled my hips against his. The coarse hair rubbed against my clit and I moaned quietly, tipping my head back. Dimitri dipped his head down, sucking on a nipple as he rubbed my clit.

When I pulled my head up, I was met with his mouth, hot and hard against mine. I was close to my edge and when I pulled back I raised on my knees, bouncing in his lap as his hands supported me, lifting me and flexing into me when I came back down.

I didn't fall over the edge with a scream, but I did was a small cry, gripping onto his shoulders as I fluttered around him. He moaned in my ear when he came too, gripping my hips almost bruising. We both panted and leaned against each other, twitching in the aftershocks before Dimitri lifted up enough to lay us on our sides, pulling out of me with a groan.

I laid on my back and breathed deeply, running a hand through my hair before looking at him with a chuckle.

"Feel better?" I asked.

Dimitri had rolled onto his back as well, arms folded behind his head as he breathed. He smirked at me almost cockily.

"Much," he breathed with a laugh. I giggled and folded my hands behind my head too, closing my eyes for a moment.

"I stink," I whispered as I pushed up onto my elbows. Dimitri smirked at me, no doubt a retort on his lips before he changed his mind.

"I'm up for a shower. I mean, it is big enough for the two of us," he said. I grinned at him and he stood up, walking from his room to mine. I watched him walk, biting my tongue as I watched him. Even his ass was impressive for a man.

He came back a moment later with my toiletry bag and I stood up, walking into the bathroom. I heard a clicking noise behind me and I turned, smirking at Dimitri as he held the camera he had in his bag.

"A piece for your own private collection?" I joked.

"No, I just liked the way the shadows fell across you," he said with a wink and followed me into the bathroom, leaving the camera on the bed.

I shifted on my feet as I watched Dimitri do his interview. I was exhausted, but not at the same time.

"You seem chipper today," Tasha mused as she watched the interview take place.

"Do I?" I asked, crossing my arms over my chest. Tasha turned her head to look at me and started to open her mouth, but it snapped shut.

"Oh. I guess I know why," she said as she sipped her ice latte. I raised a brow at her and she scratched her neck, not making eye contact with me. I reached up and touched my neck, feeling the tender skin and cursing quietly.

"Seriously?!" I hissed quietly, pulling my hair to my shoulder to cover it up. Tasha smirked and shook her head.

"Was it any good?"

"Tasha!"

"What? I very distinctively remember that being excluded, but yet, here we are," she said with a shrug. I scoffed and twirled a strand of my hair over my finger.

"At least I remember it this time," I whispered, and she grinned at me.

"Good," she said with a laugh and sighed, "So is it casual?"

I shrugged and smiled at Dimitri when he glanced at me.

"I don't know," I said, "We're kind of just…letting things happen."

Tasha nodded and picked up the water bottle when the cameraman yelled cut. Dimitri stood up and walked off the platform. He smiled at me as the set assistant took his mic off and he took the bottle of water from Tasha.

"How do you think it went?" he asked.

"I think it went well," I said with a smile, handing him his phone. He nodded and took a deep breath, turning when someone approached him. They were looking for an autograph. He smiled and took the pen from the woman, signing the back of her phone before nodding at her.

"What else do we have today?" Dimitri asked and rubbed his brow, walking with me and Tasha away from the main set.

"Nothing, this is the only thing you have today aside from dinner tonight," Tasha said, "The day is your oyster."

"Is there anything that you're wanting to do today with Ivan?" Dimitri asked.

"I thought about maybe going to the modern art museum with Ivan. What about you guys?"

I shrugged. I didn't have anything in particular planned for the day, other than getting a large coffee.

"I had an idea if you want to join me," Dimitri said to me.

I nodded. "Like what?"

"It's a surprise," he said and I rolled my eyes at him.

"Fine," I said with a dry voice but smirked at him.

I felt underdressed, but I noticed a lot of people in casual clothes as well. Pastis was a French-inspired bistro that Dimitri liked to go to whenever he was in New York. I was amazed by the interior, but I was bought with the food.

The lunch we had was nice. It was private enough to have a conversation but public enough that we didn't feel like we were eating alone.

"So, about last night," Dimitri started as he took a sip of his wine. I licked my lips and nodded.

"Yeah," I sighed.

"I think it took both of us by surprise," he said and I nodded.

"It most definitely did," I mused with a chuckle, "Do you regret it?"

Dimitri shook his head. "No, absolutely not," he said. I let out a sigh of relief and nodded my head.

"This is more than just friends," I pointed out and he nodded, about to speak when someone wrapped an arm around his shoulder and hugged him. It startled me and I knocked my glass of wine over, making me jump back from the spill.

"Shit," I exclaimed quietly, seeing that I didn't escape unscathed, my white Converse now stained red.

"Oh, no! I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to startle you. I thought you saw me coming," a woman exclaimed, but her voice wasn't what I expected. It was thick with a familiar accent.

"It's okay, Karolina," Dimitri reassured and stood up, grabbing a waiter's attention to get something to clean up the wine I spilled.

"I'm so sorry! I can get that out of your shoes," Karolina said but Dimitri waved a hand at her.

"Breath, Karo. We'll take care of it. Sit," he said with a chuckle. The woman sat down with a sheepish expression. I looked at her and tried to figure out who she was. She clearly knew Dimitri since he reacted the way he did, and Rufus and Travis didn't react.

"Oh, so silly of me, I'm Karolina, Dimitri's older sister," Karolina said standing up again to embrace me. I smiled at her and hugged her, smiling at Dimitri over her shoulder.

"It's lovely to meet you," I said as I sat down, thanking the waiter for the new glass of wine.

Karolina smiled at me and then turned on her brother with a grin. He looked at her and sighed exasperatedly.

"What did you do?" he asked, almost pleadingly.

"Did you think we'd forget?" she said.

"We?"

"Forget what?" I asked with a smirk.

"That this man is thirty tomorrow!" Karolina exclaimed, "And don't let on, but Tasha planned a big bash for your birthday."

"Wait, if you're here, does that mean the rest of your family is here?" I asked, suddenly feeling nervous about the idea of meeting Dimitri's family. Dimitri smirked at me.

"I already figured that out. Vika let slip that she had to catch a flight the other day," he said and Karolina rolled her eyes.

"Okay, then you better act surprised!"

I smirked at the two. It was strange to see Dimitri so relaxed in public. It was one thing if it was just us two, or with Ivan, but to see him with his family, it was different. I got to see a side of him that I didn't see often.

"Fine," he said and asked if she wanted to join us. She declined, stating that she was us on the patio and couldn't wait to see him until dinner.

"You never told me that your girlfriend was so beautiful," Karolina chastised and I blushed.

"Yes, I did," he replied and I snorted.

"No, you didn't. You simply said that she was very pretty, but she's gorgeous. You're gorgeous," she exclaimed, turning to me at the end with a smile. I thanked her quietly and watched the two converse, almost switching to Russian out of habit. Not that I minded, I liked the way it sounded. It seemed like after five minutes Dimitri realized that I didn't understand what they were saying and he switched to English.

"Sorry, Roza," he said with a chuckle.

"It's fine. I like the way it sounds," I brushed it off, rolling the stem of my glass between my fingers.

"I have to get going, but it's so lovely to meet you, and I'll see you both tonight," Karolina said after glancing at her watch and standing up. Dimitri stood up and kissed both her cheeks before hugging her. She turned to me and hugged me tightly, kissing both my cheeks. She said her goodbyes and slipped off the patio, heading up the road while we were still at the table.

"She's lovely," I said quietly.

"She is, and a nuisance," Dimitri said, "And she probably brought a lot of attention to us."

I chuckled and looked down at my phone when it chimed.

"You got that right," I said and turned my phone towards him. There was a photo I was tagged in of me hugging Karolina. Dimitri smirked and shook his head.

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