“Then you are my monster.” He gently slapped my butt, surprising me.
He showed me into our room, which had the same amazing view of the river facing east. “Oh, maybe we can hang out here for the duration of my safety exile.” The room was large with an open floor plan between the sitting area and the actual sleeping area.
“Are you trying to give me ideas?”
I batted my lashes innocently. “Who? Me? Like what kind of ideas?”
“The kind that will have you naked for the duration of your stay.”
I threw my head backwards, laughing. “How about you get me naked and into the shower?”
Before I could blink, he lifted me off my feet and threw me over his shoulder marching for the bathroom. I giggled and laughed, pretending I was shocked. “Mr. Alexeyev, what do you think you are doing?”
He placed me down onto my feet, reached over, starting the shower, and then his hands worked rapidly at stripping my clothes off. “Getting you naked,” his voice was deep, his eyes burning with fire I started to feel. “Your wish is my command.”
“Great idea,” my voice was slightly breathy from excitement. “I’ll get you naked too.”
Our movements were rushed and we peeled the clothes off of each other in frantic movements. His kisses were hard and bruising but I loved every single one of them.
We both entered the large shower and the water sprayed down our bodies. I leaned towards him and placed my lips on his scar over his left shoulder. There was a tattoo over his heart that kept catching my eye and I slowly traced it with my tongue. I loved tasting him, touching him; his hot skin was the warmth I started to crave constantly. I was soaking wet for him and ached to feel him inside me.
Unlike our frantic striptease, I took my time kissing his hard chest, tracking his ink with my tongue, kissing each scar I ran over his abs and lower still. Lowering myself on my knees, I took his hard cock, wrapping my lips around his tip. His taste was familiar and uniquely Dimitry. I took the full length of him into my mouth, and I lifted my eyes to meet his hazed gaze. I hummed my own pleasure, so in tune with his.
I grabbed onto his thighs, holding on, urging him on. His control slipping, he thrusted harder into my mouth and I sucked him harder, deeper. I thrived on this feeling, this power to bring him pleasure. It felt like bringing a Greek god to his knees with my mouth. I cupped his balls and his groan echoed within the bathroom. I was wet between my thighs, aching with need for him, imagining him inside me.
He lifted me off my knees, and a pout left my lips. “Dimitry-”
“I need to be inside you,” he growled and flipped me around, my hands slamming against the tile for support.
“Hold on,” he demanded. Adrenaline rushed through my veins, burning through my body.
He rammed his cock inside me, and a loud moan left my lips. He felt good inside me, making me full, making me complete. He pulled out and drove back in, making me pant with need.
“Fuck, Anastasia.” His heavy breath was against my ear, the words a tortured groan. I turned my head slightly and his mouth crushed mine, our kissing frantic… like two addicts getting high on the same drug.
He continued thrusting hard in and out, his powerful hips slamming against me. My legs were getting weak but he held me up, his chest close to my back, each thrust bringing me higher and higher. While his one hand held me against him, his other snaked down my belly and to my clit. All it took was one brush against my clit and I fell apart, as my muscles clenched around his cock bringing him over the edge.
His head rested against the back of mine, as our bodies shuddered together, his cock twitching inside me.
“You are quickly becoming my obsession.”
His voice was low, his hot breath on my neck as he gently nibbled my skin there. He dipped his head, his kisses on my neck gentle and soothing.
I loved his admission. Maybe our obsessions matched. I wanted more of him, to know all of him and enjoy it all with him.
“I think you are becoming mine too,” I turned my head and kissed his cheek gently. There were so many feelings swirling in my chest, I was scared to examine them all too closely.
* * *
Sweet soreness was the first thing that registered when I woke up alone in the bed, my body relaxed. Dimitry was an intense and demanding lover but it turns out that was what I wanted all along. Who knew? He reached out to me a few more times over the night, taking my body over the edge each time. Even before I’d fully woken up, my body already responded to him. He was insatiable.
I stretched, my muscles deliciously sore. Glancing at the clock, I jumped out of bed. It was past eleven o'clock! But then it occurred to me, I really had nowhere to be.
No sense dwelling on it, at least I was alive and stuck with a sexy man that was keeping me safe. Pulling my hair up into a messy bun, I decided to take a quick shower.
Out of the shower, I wrapped my body into a towel and went back to the bedroom to find Dimitry there waiting for me. His lips curved into a small smile.
“Good morning,” I greeted him, my voice still sleepy, raspy. God he was handsome. And when he smiled, he was drop dead gorgeous.