“Do you have many brothers and sisters?” Dimitry and Misha talked about security and other details, while Natasha and I continued with our chitchatting. Her mood was certainly better now. “I have five brothers and sisters. There are six of us.”
I chuckled. “I’m an only child. And that is a lot of siblings. I guess the whole sex thing worked out for your parents.”
She chuckled along. “I know! It was exactly what I always thought.”
“Couldn’t you get one of your sisters to be your maid of honor?” I asked her, thinking about tomorrow.
She took a deep sigh. “They are all too young.” Both of us forked our food and bit into it at the same time but then Natasha sat up straight. “You could do it!”
“Do what?” I had a horrible suspicion, but I knew.
“Be my svideteli.” Her eyes were hopeful and excited.
“Um, I don’t know,” I muttered. “I don’t have any of my paperwork here.”
“Absolutely not,” Dimitry quickly added. I didn’t realize he was having a conversation with Misha and listening to ours.
Natasha looked like she was about to cry again and I glared at Dimitry. “You can’t make that decision for me.”
“Safety is priority,” he gritted through his teeth.
I opened my mouth to tell him off when it occurred to me Dimitry was probably just as stubborn as my family when it came to my safety. I wouldn’t challenge him but I’d try a different approach. I smiled sweetly at him as I placed my hand over his thigh, rubbing it gently, getting dangerously near to his groin. The surprised look in his eyes was priceless.
“I agree, Dimitry,” I hummed at him, my hand circling his thigh. “Could we figure out how to make it safe, to do it so we can help out Natasha and Misha?” I brushed my fingers against his groin, and I swore I heard his teeth grind. “For me, please?”
“Milaya, you are playing with fire,” he gritted out. His expression was carefully blank with the exception of his jaw that was pressed tight and his eyes that burned like fire.
I pressed my hand tighter against his groin. “It’s better if we go with your safety strategy in mind, than me sneaking out. See, I’m a good listener.”
His hand landed on my wrist but instead of removing my hand, he pressed it harder against his growing bulge. My cheeks instantly heated and I turned my gaze away from him to Misha and Natasha who watched us curiously, unaware of what was going on underneath the table. I knew I couldn’t win against him but I certainly loved this little game.
“It’s Dimitry’s call,” Misha commented.
He must have thought I looked to him for help when I wanted to make sure I’d not be caught groping Dimitry under the table.
I pretended like I was suddenly interested in my food and shoved another forkful into my mouth, as Dimitry kept massaging his groin with my hand. If Natasha and Misha didn’t leave soon, I’d choke on my food or Dimitry’s cock in my mouth in front of them.
“I agree,” I responded after I swallowed my food carefully. I took a glass of cranberry juice, locked my eyes with Dimitry then swallowed slowly, licking my lips afterwards. His gaze heated up a notch… maybe three.
Two can play at this game, I thought smuggly to myself. “What do you say, Dimitry? Can you make it happen for me?”
“Misha, you and Natasha go work out all the details for tomorrow and register Anastasia for svideteli,” Dimitry ordered and both of them stood up right away. “Send me the details of the wedding and the priest’s name. No promises.”
“Thank you,” Natasha exclaimed. “Thank you so much.”
The two of them hurried out the door, leaving us alone. Feeling bold, I unzipped his fly reaching for his cock.
“Anastasia,” Dimitry hauled me off my chair and onto his lap. “I won’t be risking your safety for the sake of a wedding.”
I faced him, my legs wrapped around his waist. His big arms pulled me tight against him.
“Agreed,” I murmured softly against his lips. “But if there is no threat, let’s go.” I rubbed myself against him, my clit throbbing with each brush against his jeans.
A hand pushed into my hair, pulling my head back so I could stare up at his face. His grey eyes glittered with desire.
“It could be our first date,” I added in a voice that sounded too moany.
His mouth came down on my neck, his teeth biting on my collarbone and I gasped, my body jolting at the sensation. I felt his tongue on my skin and shivers ran down my spine. I took his face between my hands, bringing his mouth to mine.