25A/N: Hey there! I apologise for the long waited update. Things have been hectic and out of control. But I hope you enjoy this next chapter, let me know what you think. if you have any comments or thoughts on what is to happen next, let me know! I would love to hear your theories. much love! See you soon!
Rose woke with a start, confused about where she was. Only remembering that she had made it home. She turned toward the other side of the bed only to find it empty of anyone that might have been there. With a sigh and much determination, she got to her feet. Wanting an extra large coffee before she started her day. Stepping towards her desk, she noticed the paperwork that she had from the night before, a mental note to finish it later tonight. Even if she had to go to the shop to her office. She had to finish it. She didn't want to let down her employees. Her friends.
Dread washed over her as she slipped her bathrobe over her body. She had fallen asleep naked, exposed. Her hand worked it's way through her hair to rub at her neck, a nervous tick that she knew exactly who it came from. She wasn't a hundred percent sure if last night even happened but the no clothes and sore spots was a good indicator that it must have. But why did she have to wake up alone? She wasn't sure, with another heavy sigh she moved to open her door only to be bombarded with a nose that came through the front room. Sound of people talking, music and something else that Rose wasn't too sure on. Facing the music, Rose moved towards the noise. Great, she didn't want to see anyone other than the person that was supposed to be in her bed. But she let that little voice of jealousy and doubt from her mind as she rounded the hallway.
Only to come face to back as a scene played out before her. Dimitri had his personal computer out with some lady on it, speaking some other language that Rose still only partial figures as Russian. Him responding towards her as he moved skilfully through what seemed to be instructions given towards him. And soft music playing from the tv in the front room. It wasn't a scene Rose had been inspecting when she had first walked through her bedroom door.
Rose stood there, her hip cocked to the side, a hand over her lips to catch the smile that broke out from it as she watched Dimitri sway his hips. His hands moved as he looked towards the screen. Talking animatedly towards the women. His spatula waved in the air as he pushed and pulled the pan on the stove hob.
After several moments, Rose felt as if she was extremely under dressed and impeding on a tender m, emotional moment. She straightened as she moved back towards the bedroom, foregoing the coffee for now. It can wait. She could get dressed, and even jump into a quick shower.
Rose secured her hair before dropping the bathrobe when she stepped through the bathroom. The shower called for her like the food that was cooking on the stove. Her tummy growling.
Rolling her eyes at her stomach, she stepped under the warm water when it came to temperature. Another, different type of sigh escaped her lips as the water washed over her sore body. Her hands roaming over tender spots that she knows must have a bruise. Down her body, letting the water splash her whole body. Her hands slip down, through her folds. Only a little blood washed away as she grabbed her body wash. Trying not to panic, she knew from Lissa this would happen. The dropping sensation that was in her chest, she pushed forward with washing her body. Trying to ignore the feeling that was trying to dredge up.
The one thought in her mind… she had lost her virginity to a teacher the night before. How could she have been so stupid? Letting him in her house, in her bed? In her heart? He could lose his job, and she could lose just as much if her mother finds out. This, whatever this was - Rose wasn't sure. Did Dimitri want more or was this just a nice thing when you know you taken someone's virginity?
They couldn't be seen with each other. Which Rose didn't mind so much anymore. After Mason, she wanted to sink into the shadows. Wash away like the soap down the drain. She could keep this secret and not feel like her world was going to explode like she would have had several years before.
She was a kid then, after what she had been through, she had grown to cherish the calmness and not having to worry about the high school drama that she always seems to be the center of. Her thoughts were still going a mile a minute when she heard a tap on the door. Without speaking, it opened "Rose?" A soft voice spoke.
Soft, socked steps moved through the room before they stopped. Rose moved the curtain enough to see outside the tub. Dimitri had stopped, and was now leaning toward the counter. His hands bracing himself from falling backwards. She could instantly pool between her legs, seeing his forearms broadcasting for only her to see.
A small cough brought her attention up to his face. One of his hands slipped off the counter as he brought it up to scratch the back of his neck.
"If you don't stop staring," his chocolate brown eyes were burning a hole through the curtain. "Especially since I know you're naked on the other side of that curtain." His hand slid down his body, cupping his half hard erection threw his basketball shorts, that left little to the imagination. "I might have to join you there." Rose's eyes were still on his hand. His thumb rubbing up and down. A chocked sound escaped her lips that she didn't mean to. "Unless that is exactly what you want?" He asked.
Rose was frozen, her hand still holding the curtain to cover her body and her other hand still touching her stomach. "Be a good girl and answer my question." He purred. Sending a new wave of desire down her core, making her more drenched than she was last night. Luckily she was in the shower and could play it off as the shower making her wet.
Dimitri's hand squeezed lightly again before he slid his hand back to brace himself against the counter. Broadcasting himself to her with little to no shame at all. "You're a good girl, right?" He asked, only a whisper.
Fuck, that hit right in her center. A new sort of wave washed over her as her mind replayed and replayed that question over and over. "Or are you my good girl?" He asked.
A moan broke out, escaping her lips as if she wasn't trying to hid it at all. Her eyes snapped to Dimirti's. Nodding, but only a robotic movement, slightly working. As she was still frozen in place. He tilted his head slightly, just a fraction. That had no right, whatsoever, to be as hot as it is. "Then move the curtain." He spoke quietly. Still loud enough to be heard but not louder to be heard outside this room. Rose done as she was told. "Good." He purred. His hands tightening, flexing against the counter top. She watched his eyes roam over her body, that she was still nervous to let anyone see. In daylight, she knew the scars would show. Before she could cover herself, "don't cover yourself Rose." His voice deeper than before. Rose didn't know she moved to shield herself but when she looked down, she saw her hands wrapped around her center -protectively. She dropped them. Wanting to be a good girl. To hear him call her a good girl. "Good," his voice sounded like silk. "Now lean back against the wall. Let me see all of you." Rose had a better idea - wanting to turn around, lean her hands against the wall as she spread her legs for Dimitri. As if reading her mind, he spoke "turn for me." He whispered. Her body sensitive to just the words that were being spoken. She done what she was told and turned. Waiting for further instructions. "Place your hands against the wall, shoulder width apart." She braced herself against the wall, slightly moving her legs open. "Spread your legs for me." Fuck, that was a lot hotter than she ever thought it would be. She opened wider for him, planting her feet firmly to not slip. She heard a rustling from behind her, "what are you doing?" Her voice airy. "Don't turn around." He spoke as Rose stood there. Not turning around and not moving apart from her spot. "Now, with one hand." He spoke slowly, evenly. "I want you to slide your hand down your breast." Rose lifted her hand, feeling the coldness from the wall as skin touched skin. Hissing quietly she slid her hand, cupping her breast. "Good." Damn, she wanted to be called a good girl. "Now slide a bit more down, slowly. Teasingly." He said. "Lean your head against the wall as you make your way down."
Fuck, she did that. Leaning her head against the wall as she felt her body move outwards. Her hips moving towards the sounds of the man behind her. "Now slide your fingers to your pussy. Tell me you're wet. Just for me." His voice turned straight down the gutter of huskiness. Sending another wave crashing down on her. She slid her fingers between her folds, moaning as she moved her head to where her forehead touched the wall. Cooling her down a bit. "Turn your head back. I want to see the moans escape your lips." That voice was going to get her off before she could even slide a finger inside her.
"I'm wet for you." Rose spoke before she even reached her core. A small chuckle sounded out louder than they had been speaking. "Is that so?" He asked, and she knew for damn sure that he was smirking. And for goodness sake, she wanted so badly to turn around and see it.
Rose heard movement from behind her and knew he was moving towards her. He leaned forward pressing a kiss to her spine, sending shivers up her body. His hand dropped to the wall beside her body as he kissed down her spine. And damn, she was on fire. Burning as his other hands gripped her hip. Sliding up, just to apply pressure towards her back. She leaned forward some more, as he held her where he wanted her. Kissing over one hip towards the other. Dropping towards his knees, she knew what he was doing. Only feeling slightly shy. "God." She moaned out in anticipation. Wanting his tongue inside her.
"That's not what you call me." He whispered into her skin, ghosting over her sensitive lips. Blowing lightly before moving towards her other cheek. Biting roughly. She called out, her back arching. "Sir?" She questioned. Not sure exactly what he wanted. "Mmm," he hummed before moving back to her core, blowing lightly again. "That does have a ring to it." Sliding his tongue along her thigh. Close but not nearly as close as she needs it.
"Dammit." She whimpered. "I need your tongue."
She felt the smile, "or do you?" Teasingly, licking one thigh and down the other. "Here?" He asked. Licking another strip down her hip "or here?" He asked as she felt his fingers trailing up her leg, tickling slightly as he licked the notches of her spine. Sucking a bruise into it. "You like that?" He asked, ghosting his fingers up and down. Going over her skin, worshiping as he brought them to her folds. Coating his finger in her wetness. "Fuck, Roza. You're so wet for me." His accent thicker in his want. He slid his fingers, the length of his long, delicious fingers along her folds. "Be a good girl and tell me." He whispered, his face sliding down her back side towards her core - the place she needed him til he absolute most. "You want me to fuck you with my tongue, don't you?" He asked.
A whimper, that's all she could manage. "Tell me, or I walk back to the sink." His voice was firm but gutterly. He was just as lost as she was.
"I want… you." Breathing, her head falling back toward the wall - that she didn't realize she lifted. "You to.. fuck me." A growl broke after that. One minute she felt his hands and lips on hers and the next he was gone.
"Fuck." He whispered. She turned her head as she saw him, naked. Gripping the base of his dick. His head leaned back. And she was aching at that sight.
"Fuck me Dimitri." She got out. Feeling the courage from his display.
"Keep talking like that and I'll come all over your body before I can slide my cock back inside your sweet pussy." He squeezed again before turning back towards her. "Hands back against the wall and spread your legs for me." She jumped at it. Knowing her core desperately wanted whatever he was about to do to her. "Tell me you want me." His voice wavered slightly, she could hear the doubt in his voice that broke her heart.
"I want you Dimitri." It was slow and broken, but firm as she spoken those words. That seemed to be all that he needed, because the next moment he was flush with her, his body curved over her back. His arm wrapped around her middle, holding her in place as his others ghosted down her side. His hand lifted away as she gasped with the loss of contact.
"You're mine." He growled out. "Tell me."
Her head still towards the wall, " I'm yours."
"That's a good girl." He moaned out, sliding his cock head against her folds. Circling her lips teasingly. His head dropped towards her back, resting his forehead there as he worked his way inside her. A slow pace that she wanted more of, to fill her up. She tried moving her hips backwards but was held fast as he pushed more inside her. His grip tightened around her middle, his hand wrapped around the opposite hip - damn he had long arms. Grunting, she felt him slip inside, sliding back to only the tip inside her before snapping his hips again. Creating a delicious glide that was far too soon for her to fall over with. "You don't come without me saying." He said firmly as he kissed the skin that he could touch. Panting heavily as she rocked her hips in time with him.
Causing Dimitri to call out. His pace stuttered before he snapped his hips harder into her, skin slapping skin. His free hand gliding up and down her legs she started to shiver as the hot water turned cold, he only draped himself more over her as his hips rocked into hers.
"Tell me how you're a good girl, being my good girl." He grinded out. Rose was lost for words, the cold seeping in as she was getting closer to her free fall dive. "You like it when I touch you?" He asked. Only an unintelligible sound escaped her lips as he kissed along her back.
"I want…" she broke off, her mind short circuiting. His free hand that was sliding up and down her leg slid around her front. Splaying his fingers over her front before bringing his finger down to her clit. Running circles, causing a friction that was like Ecstasy to her. Her mind overloading with the amount of pleasure pulsing through her, she didn't realize her moans were escaping her.
"Come for me Roza." It was like the weight that snapped the camel's back, the spark that ignited the fire. The title wave that pushed her over board. Dimitri called after her, falling right after her, spilling inside her. Rose could hear his breathing harshly against her back when he finally came back towards her. The grip around her center that's holding him up. Her hand drops from the wall to cover over his hands. Holding on tightly. His hips still moving slightly as he glides inside her, his cock waning.
She waited for him to come back on line before she moved again. "I haven't come like I have the last two days in a very, very long time." He was quiet for a moment. "If ever." He sighed, kissed Rose again against her spin again before he pulled out. Stepping back for her to stand up. "Mind if I join you?" He asked, Rose only chuckled.
"A little late for that question." She smiled up at him.