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Rose could feel her arousal growing in anticipation as she stood rooted to the centre of the yoga studio floor. She couldn't take her eyes off his bare, sculpted back as he slowly walked the width of the room, closing the blinds to the outside world as he did so. Once the blinds were shut, he returned to the door, fishing out a key from his sweatpants' pocket and turning the lock, before pulling the door's blind down also. They were all alone.

When he turned around to reveal his equally as muscular chest, Rose couldn't stop her tongue from darting out and licking her lip in excitement as her eyes roamed his body.

"Do you know what you do to me, Roza?" He asked huskily, his darkened eyes staring intently into her own.

She held his smouldering gaze as he sauntered towards her, his tongue mirroring hers, flicking out and licking his lips hungrily. A sudden heat formed between her thighs as she imagined those lips exploring every inch of her skin – licking, sucking, biting.

As soon as he reached her, his hands tangled themselves into her hair and his mouth crashed down to hers. Their lips danced together urgently until she felt his tongue work its way into her mouth and tangle with hers. The feel of his tongue on hers and the moan that emitted from her lips was almost enough to make Dimitri lose control on the spot.

Still attached at the mouth, he expertly walked them backwards until she felt her back hit the wall, where she was effectively trapped between it and the body of the man in front of her. She threw her head back and groaned as his lips wandered down her jaw, settling on the soft skin of her neck before continuing his ministrations. The urgency and pressure of his mouth's exploration was bound to leave a mark, but at this moment in time Rose could barely think straight, let alone care about any marks left on her skin. If anything, she welcomed being branded – anything to remind her of this ordeal. This was definitely something she didn't want to forget any time soon.

His hands worked their way out of her glorious hair, before wandering down her body and hooking his fingers into the underside of her sports bra. Without hesitation, he removed his lips from her neck and pulled her bra over her head, exposing her breasts to him. She gasped as the slightly cold air hit her nipples, only for one to immediately be replaced by the warmth of his tongue. She whimpered in pleasure as he licked, nipped and sucked at her left breast, his hand finding home on her right. One of her hands gripped his shoulder tightly while the other pulled at his hair, causing him to groan around her nipple and send shivers of desire down her spine.

When she felt one of his large hands snake itself into her yoga pants and brush against her soaking core, this desire increased tenfold.

"So wet for me already, Roza," Dimitri uttered, grinning against her chest.

The moment one of his fingers circled the bundle of nerves at the top of her core, a choked moan escaped her lips and she almost shattered on the spot. She wanted him.

Not wanting to be selfish in her pleasure, the hand in his hair made its way down his body before cupping his very obvious arousal. It didn't surprise her to know that he was particularly – gifted – down there, considering the physique he was sporting over the rest of his body.

As her grip on his manhood tightened, Dimitri emitted a deep growl and suddenly he could bear it now longer. Touching her simply wasn't enough – he needed to taste her. He removed his hand from her yoga pants, immediately lacing his fingers around the waistline of both the pants and her underwear, before hastily pulling them down to reveal her toned legs and dripping centre.

Now on his knees, Dimitri placed gentle kisses on the inside of her thigh, gradually moving closer and closer to her folds between her legs. His fingers dug tightly into her hips as he nuzzled his head into her core. She could feel herself shaking in anticipation. She needed him. She needed him to grant her a release.

Flattening his tongue, he licked a slow path along her slit before circling the bundle of nerves at the top, and Rose couldn't help but whimper in pleasure. Her hand involuntarily tangled itself into his loose hair, which earnt a groan from him and sent a shockwave of pleasure coursing through her body. Holding her still, he lost himself in her taste. As his tongue explored and lapped at her centre, it didn't take long for her to explode and soon she was shaking and crying out his name.

He allowed her a moment to come down from her high and catch her breath before taking her by the hand and pulling her over to the mirrors lining the side of the studio. With a stern smoulder in his eyes, he stood behind her and instructed her to spread her legs, reach out to hold the barre and bend over. Rose definitely did not feel shy in front of him, and she held his gaze in the reflection and she did exactly as she was told. The lust in her eyes was enough to make him growl possessively as he slowly took off his sweatpants, exposing himself to her.

She gasped as she felt him push up behind her, still eagerly holding his stare in the reflection, and moaned hungrily as he entered her slowly. Despite his larger size, she hadn't needed much preparation for taking him in – she was so turned on and eager to be with him that she hadn't needed stretching.

"Roza…"

He groaned as he starting moving, thrusting in and out of her expertly and within seconds she felt the knot of desire form once more in her lower stomach. His gazed switched repetitively from her heated eyes in the mirror, to watching himself thrust into her over and over again. He had a feeling that sex with Roza would be amazing, but he hadn't expected it to feel just as good as this.

"Oh God – Dimitri!"

Feeling that she was close, he snaked one arm around her waist, reaching forward in search of the little button he knew would be the key to her next release. She cried out when he found it, pushing back against him in a silent plea to move faster and harder. He understood immediately and quickened his pace, soon pushing her over the edge as she came around him, calling out his name for the second time.

"Fuck, Roza…" he growled before his pleasure followed hers, and he found his own release inside of her. "You're so fucking good."

Rose awoke with a start, out of breath and flustered, utterly confused by what had just happened. She had been dragged to yoga - practically kicking and screaming – by Lissa, came face to face with what was, quite frankly, THE most gorgeous man on the planet, returned home and had a very vivid sex dream. What was wrong with her? She had barely uttered two words to Dimitri last night, too gobsmacked to speak properly, and here she was, dreaming about fucking him in the middle of his yoga studio!

"What the fuck is wrong with you, Rose?" She scolded herself, before sliding out of bed with a huff, retreating to the bathroom to take an extremely cold shower.

Rose had just finished getting dressed when she heard the front door to the apartment open and close. If Lissa didn't have a habit of walking in unannounced, Rose probably would have jumped out of her skin, but she had a feeling she knew exactly who was walking through that door – and Rose was not in the mood.

Her suspicions were confirmed when, not two seconds later, the blonde beauty waltzed into the bedroom. With a huff, Rose yanked on her last shoe and turned to face her.

"Oh good, you're dressed. I was afraid I'd find you in your sweatpants again. Are you going out?" Lissa asked with a smile.

"I've got work in twenty minutes," Rose stated.

Lissa chuckled.

"I wasn't sure if you still had a job or not, considering how many shifts you've missed."

"Of course I do," Rose snapped. "Alberta is basically my second mother, Liss, she's not going to fire me. Besides, she was the one that suggested I take some time off. She said I needed to process everything."

"I see," Lissa acknowledged. "Care to tell me what's put you in such a bad mood?"

Rose rolled her eyes, ignoring her question and walking straight by her and into the living room in search of her keys.

"What are you doing here anyway?"

"I'm on my way to see Jill," Lissa answered, not oblivious to the fact that Rose was avoiding the question. "I thought I'd drop by to check you weren't hibernating again. And to see how you were after last night."

"I'm fine."

"More than fine I should say," Lissa joked with a wink, picking up Rose's keys from the coffee table and passing them to her best friend.

"What do you mean?" Rose asked innocently, already knowing what she was referring to – and it was definitely something she didn't want to discuss right now.

"I saw the two of you last night. You and Dimitri. The looks you were giving each other."

"There weren't any looks, we were just chatting. He was just introducing himself because I was new," Rose rationalised, before turning in the direction of the front door. "Now if you don't mind, I have to go to work."

Lissa was hot on her heels, following her through the hallway and refusing to let Rose ignore the situation.

"Oh please. Rose, he was practically imagining you naked. I could see it in his eyes!"

"Lissa –"

"He likes you."

"Liss –"

"And you like him."

Rose stopped dead in her tracks and fixed her friend with a glare.

"Enough, Liss. I have to leave now and you're just chatting shit anyways."

"I think you'll find I'm not!" Lissa replied with a giggle, before following Rose out of the apartment and closing the door behind her. She knew her best friend like the back of her hand, and she knew for a fact that Dimitri had been on her mind from the moment she stepped foot into the studio.

"Do you know what you do to me, Roza?"

His words from her dream echoed around her head, the hairs on the back of her neck standing on edge as a pleasurable tingle cascaded through her body.

"So wet for me already, Roza…"

It had felt so vivid, so tangible, so… real. As though she could literally feel his lingering touch on her skin.

"Fuck, Roza…"

She wanted to, badly, it seemed. But this was a guy she'd known for an hour, who she'd only spoken a few words to, and yet -

"Thinking about me naked again, little one?"

Rose flinched as she was shocked from her daydream, looking up from where she had been staring intently down at the counter in front of her. She found herself staring into twinkling, emerald green eyes. Eyes belonging to none other than Adrian Ivashkov.

"Adrian, sorry, I was just – uh," she stuttered.

"Imagining what it would be like to bed the famous Adrian Ivashkov. Don't worry, I know that look," he said with a smirk filling his face from ear to ear.

"That's not – I wasn't –" Rose scrambled, but it was no use – once Adrian had a thought in his head, that was it. "Never mind. What can I get you?"

"Oh, nothing. I only came to see how my favourite waitress was doing. I haven't seen you around in a while."

Since Rose dropped out of college, she had been working at Alberta's diner – not knowing what she wanted to do with her life, it was easy money to keep her going, and with Alberta being an old family friend, Rose actually enjoyed her time at work! That is, when Adrian wasn't bothering her. A day didn't go by without him popping in to pester her, under the ruse of needing his coffee fix.

"I've been busy. I haven't really been out much."

Adrian scoffed and rolled his eyes. "Busy fooling around with that red headed boyfriend of yours you mean."

"Actually, Adrian, I'm not with Mason anymore," Rose sighed, averting her gaze back to the countertop in front of her.

At this revelation, Adrian's smirk fell from his face - his whole demeanour changing as he turned serious.

"Oh. I'm sorry, I didn't know."

"It's okay," she shrugged.

"Who broke up with who, if you don't mind me asking?"

"I broke up with him."

Adrian raised an eyebrow in bewilderment.

"I see."

Sensing his confusion, Rose continued.

"It wasn't fair to string him along. I realised my feelings for him weren't as strong as I thought they were."

"Are you okay?"

"I think so."

"That doesn't sound very positive …"

Rose sighed deeply and looked back up at the man in front of her, unsure as to why she was sharing this with him.

"I'm just scared I won't find anybody else, you know?"

"That's ridiculous," Adrian snorted before turning serious once more. "I know I joke around a lot and act all cocky, but, I do like you, Rose. Like, seriously. If you give me a shot I know I can make you happy."

"Adrian, I –"

"Just think about it, Rose. I know you're probably not ready yet, but I promise, I'll be waiting until you are," he told her softly, reaching out across the counter to place a gentle hand on her arm. "I have to head off, but I'll see you soon, Rose."

"Bye, Adrian," she replied with a sigh, before turning her attention back to the non-existent customers in front of her.

She wished the diner would get busy, burn down, anything to stop the incessant repetition of a certain man's Russian accent echoing across her thoughts.

This was going to be a long shift…

Rose barely made it through the rest of her shift without tearing her hair out in frustration. The diner had been empty all day, give or take one or two customers, which left her with nothing to do but replay her dream over and over again in her head.

This is ridiculous, she thought, as she exited the diner, Dimitri's voice whispering in her ear for what felt like the thousandth time in the space of an hour. She was going to have to take her mind off this, and soon – she felt like such a creep, thinking such intimate things about a man she barely knew…

Deciding on a good old fashioned movie night to distract her, Rose's mood picked up – until she realised she used up all the ice cream when she had been moping around for the last week or so.

"Dammit, Rose!" she muttered to herself, realising she would have to stop at the supermarket on her way home. She wanted nothing more than to just curl up on the sofa and lose herself in a good chick flick, but she guessed that would have to wait if she wanted her ice cream, too.

Maybe she'd pick up a pizza too, while she was at it…

With pizza on the brain, instead of him, Rose began the short walk home, stopping by the store on her way.

Knowing exactly where the aisle with the frozen pizzas was, she wasted no time in rushing through the store to find her classic pepperoni, before heading in the direction of the ice cream. Only, as she got closer to the aisle, she could have sworn – no, she definitely heard a voice she recognised.

A voice which made her knees weak and resonated in her brain for the entire day.

Dimitri.

"Oh you've got to be kidding me…"

Not wanting to run into him, she stopped at the end of the aisle, vowing to stay out of view and avoid him until he was out of sight.

"Sonja, I love you, but this is just ridiculous!"

The lack of reply told Rose that he must be on the phone to someone – his girlfriend, perhaps?

"You send me out for one thing, and already you've phoned me twice to change your mind… I know it's not your fault… Yes, I know… Don't get upset, Sonja, look – I'll get you both flavours. Will that cover your cravings?"

Yes, definitely a girlfriend, she thought. Only a boyfriend under the thumb would cave like he did.

Rose sighed, unsure what to make of the new revelation, when she suddenly realised their conversation must have ended, when she was met with silence. Until she barely heard him mutter again under his breath…

"Thank God she's having the baby soon…"

Baby? Dimitri was having a baby? Rose could have sworn that's what he said. She hadn't expected that, at all. But she also hadn't expected the undeniable feeling of jealousy and disappointment deep in her chest…

Fuck, she had to get out of there. Hearing footsteps in her direction, she quickly turned and headed towards the front of the store, only to halt a few paces later when the same voice she had been eavesdropping on called out behind her.

"Roza – Rose!"

She stopped in her tracks, turning around slowly and feigning surprise when she came face to face with chocolate brown eyes staring down at her intently.

"Oh hey, Dimitri," she greeted with a small smile.

A bright grin lit up his face, involuntarily causing Rose's stomach to do tiny somersaults inside her.

"What a lovely surprise, I didn't expect to run into you today."

Rose shrugged, trying as hard as she could to be friendly – but embarrassment and disappointment was making it difficult.

"I was just stopping by on my way home from work to pick up some pizza and ice cream. I'm having a seriously wild night in front of the TV."

Dimitri chuckled, again turning her brain into mush.

"Don't get too crazy," he joked with a wink.

"So what are you here for?" Rose asked, curiosity once again getting the better of her.

"Oh, my sister's having a baby and she's constantly craving whatever thing we don't have in the house. I offered to run out and pick up what she wanted. She gets super cranky otherwise."

Sister? Thank fuck for that!

"Your sister? Congratulations," Rose said sincerely, her mood instantly sky rocketing back up. She was suddenly more interested in continuing the conversation. "So do you still live at home then?"

"Oh, no, I have my own place. But I'm really the only man in the family, besides Karolina's son but he's only ten, so I feel a bit protective, I guess, of them all. I go over there a lot to check on them and do odd bits around the house."

"How lovely of you. That's really sweet."

"I try…" Dimitri smirked, winking again at the woman standing in front of him.

Again with the fucking winks! Rose thought. Was he trying to kill her?

"So is Karolina the one having the baby, or do you have two sisters?"

"Three, actually. Karolina is the eldest and she has two children – Paul and Zoya. Then there's Sonja, she's the one having the new baby. And then the youngest is Viktoria, she's still in school. They all live with my Mama and my Grandmother."

Dimitri's words rolled off his tongue with ease, and he found himself wondering why he was so openly telling his life story to a woman he just met the night before – in the middle of the grocery store nonetheless! But it felt so… easy.

"Wow, big family," Rose said with a smile that only made Dimitri's grow wider. There was something about this woman… "I see why you're so protective of them."

"Yeah, I have a lot of love for them all. I'm glad to have moved out though; it was getting a little crowded with eight of us in the house, more so now with Sonja being pregnant. I still live close to them though so I can see them a lot."

Rose suddenly felt a huge wave of respect for the stranger in front of her, seeing just how much of a family man he was.

"What about you, do you have a big family?" Dimitri continued, suddenly eager to know as much about her as he had just shared.

"No, it's just me. Although I've known Lissa since we were five, so she's sort of like a sister to me. We shared an apartment up until a few months ago when she got married, so now I'm on my own."

"You don't mind that?" He questioned, a single brow raised.

"Not really," Rose shrugged. "I was going to move in with my boyfriend but we actually just broke up."

"Oh, I remember Vasilisa said that. I'm sorry."

"It's okay. It would have been a mistake anyways."

"I see."

A comfortable silence hung in the air, and the pair did nothing but stare back at the other, each trying to work the other out.

Rose was the one to break the silence.

"Anyways, I better pick up my ice cream. This movie isn't going to watch itself!"

"Yes, I have a feeling Sonja will be phoning again in a minute if I don't hurry home with her ice cream," Dimitri chuckled. "I'll hopefully see you soon, Roza."

"Bye, Dimitri," she replied. "And it's Rose, not Roza."

"Bye, Roza," he responded with a wink, as he turned away, leaving Rose standing dumbfounded in the middle of the aisle.

"Rose, I'm here!"

The following Friday, Lissa once again let herself into her best friend's apartment, only to find her sprawled across the sofa.

"Are you not ready yet?" she questioned with a huff.

"Ready for what?"

"For yoga?"

"Ugh, Liss – "

"Come on Rose!" Lissa interrupted, not wanting to hear her excuses. "We told Dimitri that you were coming again this week. You don't want to disappoint him, do you?"

"No, you said I was coming. Not me. I don't want to go out."

"Please, Rose?"

Rose sighed in frustration, knowing she was fighting a losing battle.

"Don't you have a husband, Liss? Wouldn't you rather be at home with him?"

"No. Christian hangs out with Eddie on Friday nights. If I wasn't going to yoga I'd just be sitting at home, all lonely and depressed like you are right now. So come on –" Lissa clapped twice as if to say 'chop - chop', "– get up, dressed. You're coming with me!"

Rose felt strangely giddy as Lissa all but dragged her the entire ten minute walk to the yoga studio, she felt excited and nervous all at the same time, but couldn't quite put her finger on why. The whole week, she kept thinking about the conversation she and Dimitri shared at the supermarket – how easy it felt, how simple it was for them both to share with each other. It had only been the second time they met and, yeah, it was only a five minute conversation, but Rose felt like she had known him a lifetime.

She didn't like it.

She didn't know what it meant, and it only made her dread walking into the studio more. And when Dimitri immediately sought her out as she and Lissa dropped their bags at the back of the room, she felt her heart escape her chest and settle in her throat.

"Roza," he greeted with a grin – the same wide grin she saw in the grocery store. "You came back. Good."

"Good?"

Lissa cleared her throat before excusing herself, not forgetting to throw Rose a wink as she walked away, leaving the pair to talk together alone.

"I've been looking forward to seeing you again," Dimitri continued, taking a step closer.

"I see."

"I'm upping the intensity of the class today, Roza. I saw last week how well everyone was working through the moves. Especially you."

Was he… flirting?

"Oh really? Well, thanks," Rose replied with a chuckle, before turning away to search for her hair tie lost in her bag.

As she was rummaging, she heard Dimitri mutter something else, almost so inaudibly she barely caught it:

"I found myself wondering how many other positions you can do so well…"

Hi! Thought I would post the first two chapters of the new story I've been working on, seeing as Primal Desires is only a few chapters away from the end!

Please leave a review to let me know what you think - this is unlike anything else I've written, and I'm not sure what to make of it just yet!

Fair warning, I'm not going to be able to promise regular updates - life's pretty crazy at the minute I'm afraid!

Anyways, peace and love to you all.