Author's note:

And now ... without further ado, the sex we've all been waiting for (sort of - you'll see).

My apologies in advance if Google Translate has given me bad Russian translations.  I don't speak the language, even a little bit.

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Rose's POV:

Dimitri pulled them both out of the drawer and placed them on the corner of the bed, then, he picked me up, carried me over to the bed, set me down, in a horizontal position, and laid down beside me.

"I'll let you get dressed in peace in a few minutes, but first ... we're going to talk now," he said.

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"Alright," I said, "It doesn't seem like I have much of a choice here, exactly."

Dimitri began, "Rose, I may have ... overheard some things you said during your game last night." Oh, God ... This just keeps getting worse.

"It was just a game," I countered, quickly.

"Did you lie," he asked, "when you were playing? When you told Vika how you felt about me?"

I couldn't even look at him. I couldn't believe how horrible I felt at this moment. I covered my face with my hands. "No," I breathed, between my fingers.

"And I learned a few new things this morning, too."

I pulled my fingers away from my face. "What?" I asked.

"First," he said, "I learned that you were sober when you were in my room last night."

"I'm sorry, Dimitri. I - it was a dare! I was just supposed to go in and give you a quick kiss on the lips. But, then ..."

To my surprise, Dimitri laughed just a little, "Indeed. 'But, then'. That was a little more than a quick kiss. But we'll get to that in a minute. Do you know what else I learned?"

I shook my head. "I learned that your eighteenth birthday was yesterday."

"Why does that matter?" I asked, "Because you didn't want to hurt my feelings on my birthday?"

"Because, that means you're not a minor any more. And this morning, when you were falling down the stairs, and I ran to catch you with no regard for what would happen to me if you landed on me, I learned that I couldn't bear the thought of you hurting, and that I would gladly sacrifice myself to protect you." My breath caught in my throat. "I think I'm falling in love with you, Roza," he said.

I wanted to kiss him, right then. I wanted to be close to him. I didn't want to think about the tragic events of last night or how that could possibly factor into today. But he wasn't done.

"So, we need to talk about what happened last night now." he said, "because I regret what happened between us in my room." Even if he said he thought he was falling in love with me, he regretted it. He didn't want to be with me like that. I wouldn't let myself be sad about this, but I could sure be pissed.

Sarcastic as ever, I bit back with, "Sorry if I don't get you excited while you're actually awake, Comrade, but I was sure doing a pretty good job of it when you were sleeping!" I was almost yelling at him by the time I finished saying, "It's just too bad your dick and your heart can't fall for the same girl!"

Dimitri smirked at me, looking highly amused. "Are you done?" he asked.

I scoffed and rolled on the bed so that I was facing away from him.

"Roza, Roza, Roza," he said, putting an arm around my waist and using it to effortlessly roll me back towards him, then cupping my cheek with his hand and letting his fingers trail through my hair, "Think about it. I woke up in the middle of the night to find myself putting my hands all over a beautiful girl who I didn't expect to be in my bed that hadn't even so much as expressed interest in me, that I thought was completely drunk - and seventeen. What would you have thought if you were me?"

I was confused and I just shook my head. "I don't know."

"Do you think maybe I thought I had taken advantage of you? That you were drunk and stumbled into my bed by accident and I started unintentionally groping you without your consent while I was dreaming of you?"

I felt awful when he started talking about how he thought he'd taken advantage and how bad it must've looked to him, but when he told me that he'd been dreaming of me, I audibly gasped. All other thoughts ceased. "You were dreaming of me?"

"Yes, Roza," he said, leaning his forehead into mine and closing his eyes. His lips were just inches from mine.

I looked into his eyes, "So, what happened in your bed last night was pretty much all something you were dreaming of doing to me?" He nodded. "And when I was in Karolina's room? That wasn't you being completely disgusted by me?"

"No. That wasn't me being completely disgusted by you. That was me being the most turned on I've ever been in my entire life and trying my hardest not to take advantage of you even more. You're easily the most beautiful woman I've ever seen - and I've never been present to see a woman touch herself like that before. To be honest, I was thinking you hadn't seen me."

"You think I'm beautiful?" I asked. His words caught me off guard. I'd been called hot or sexy before, or that I had a great body, but never beautiful.

"Roza, you are so beautiful, it hurts me sometimes."

"You know that I was thinking of you when I was doing it, right?"

"And I know you weren't faking when you thought you were alone last night." It was a statement, but he made it sound like a question. His eyes were still locked on mine.

"No." I said, barely a whisper.

"Then, last night, you came while thinking of me?" I nodded, unable to speak, transfixed by his dark chocolate eyes. "Were you telling them the truth last night when you said you had only had one orgasm?" he asked, leaving me slightly breathless. I could see the lust darkening his eyes as he continued staring into mine.

"Uh-huh," I said, completely frozen in his gaze.

Dimitri asked me, "So the real question is, Roza, what are we going to do about this?" He motioned between the two of us.

"I don't know," I said. Then, an unsettling thought occurred to me. "What else did you hear last night?"

Dimitri smiled at me and laughed again, pulling back his face slightly. "Of interest to me?" he asked.

I bit my lip and nodded.

"I heard what happened on your date with Jesse ... that you lost your virginity to someone named Mason ... sexting," his voice got really husky on that last one. It was really evident he had liked what I had to say last night. The fact that I could do that much to him with just words - that I said to someone else, and not even today - was doing things to me.

"You know, seeing as that it's pretty clear that you want me, and here we are all alone together, in a bed, talking about things that are clearly turning you on, how come you're not doing anything about that right now, Comrade?"

"Because you haven't asked me to. If I have your consent, I will do anything you want me to. Nothing would make me happier than to make you mine right now," Dimitri answered, putting his hand around my back, his accent thicker and his voice lower than I'd ever heard it.

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Dimitri's POV:

"... how come you're not doing anything about that right now, Comrade?"

"Because you haven't asked me to," I said, giving her a possessive squeeze, "If I have your consent, I will do anything you want me to. Nothing would make me happier than to make you mine right now."

"In that case," Rose said, grinning wickedly, "Please make me yours. You and I both know that no man has ever given me an orgasm. Do you think you could help me change that?"

"Your wish is my command," I said, so dizzy with lust that I felt like my vision was getting blurry, as I moved my arms around her and leaned closer so that I could kiss her. I brought my lips to hers and breathed her in, tasting the sweetness of her mouth, letting my tongue gently lick and suck at her lower lip.

"Do you have protection?" I asked her, as I moved to kiss her jaw and neck, When my tongue licked out to her pulse point, Rose gave the sexiest moan. God, I want her so bad. "I think I might have some condoms, but they're in my bag downstairs."

"I had an IUD implanted when I was sixteen," she said. She had an IUD; an intrauterine device - implanted birth control that could last for several years, "and Mason was a virgin when we were together. I'm clean and I can't get pregnant."

"O Blyad'," I swore in Russian, "I've never been with a woman without a condom on before," I said, hoping my body doesn't react too eagerly. Without a condom, knowing how tight and wet she felt to my finger last night, this might be over pretty quickly if I can't get myself to calm down. On the other hand, with her, I was sure I had at least two rounds in me.

Rose giggled. "You know that Vika told me what that word means?"

"It figures. What else did she teach you?" I asked, tangling my hands in her hair and licking her earlobe, hearing her little moans fill the room.

"How about 'YA khochu, chtoby ty trakhnul menya', Comrade?" Holy shit! She just said, 'I want you to fuck me'! I groaned into her neck as I began kissing and licking the spot just under her ear. I couldn't help but buck my hips into her. All of the blood was leaving my brain and headed straight for my dick.

I had kept one hand tangled in her hair and I reached my other hand under the hem of her shirt, feeling the soft satiny skin of her spine. Rose had rolled onto her side to face me, so I slid my hand down along her back, over her tight ass, and down to the back of her knee of her uninjured leg. I pulled her leg up so that it was around me, then slid my hand back up her smooth skin and into the hem of her tiny skirt, sliding it up and feeling the smooth skin of her outer thigh.

Rose began tugging on my shirt, pulling it up. I didn't want to stop touching her, but if she wanted my clothes off, she was sure going to get her wish. I pulled my arms back and tugged my shirt off as quickly as I could.

"Your turn," I told her, with a smile, pulling on the hem of her shirt. As she helped me to pull her shirt over her head, I let my hands caress her breasts as the hem of her shirt trailed across them.

When we had Rose's shirt off, I had to sit back and look at her. She had on a black satin and lace bra that I could see little glimpses of her beautiful skin through. Her round, luscious breasts were overflowing the cups just enough to create some nice cleavage. I couldn't help myself - I immediately buried my face in those gorgeous breasts, kissing every inch of them, my hands already reaching around to unzip her skirt.

"How do I get the rest of this all off of you," I asked, "and how quickly can we make it happen?"

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Rose's POV:

"How do I get the rest of this all off of you, and how quickly can we make it happen?" Dimitri asked.

I was breathless from the moment his lips met mine, but speechless when his shirt came off. The taste and smell of him was incredible. His after-shave was intoxicating and his lips were velvety soft and still tasted of his sweet, minty toothpaste. The warmth and softness of his mouth against mine felt so good. I could taste his breath and our lips just felt right together. Once his shirt came off, I wanted nothing more than to run my fingers and tongue along all of the sharp planes of his muscles. Now, feeling his mouth on my chest, his hands moving to unfasten my skirt, I was panting. My nipples were standing at attention, feeling the tiniest touch of his mouth and lips through the lacy fabric. Dimitri had managed to unzip my skirt and was sliding it down over my hips. I was thrilled that I had chosen today to wear my satin and lace underwear set, knowing that they looked incredible on me. Once my skirt was off, Dimitri backed up for a moment to see, then groaned at the sight of my panties, his eyes darkening even more as he took them in.

He started running his hands back and forth along my bra straps on my back, looking for the hooks, but he wasn't having any luck. I chuckled. "It opens in the front, Comrade," I whispered in his ear.

He let out a noise between a purr and a growl as his hands moved around my body to unhook me. As soon as it was unhooked, one of Dimitri's hands found a home on one breast while his mouth began kissing and licking at the other while his other hand cupped it. His nimble fingers began rubbing, teasing, and pinching at my stiff peak on one side. The warmth and wetness of his mouth as his tongue licked made me cry out. I heard him murmuring 'Roza' over and over again, almost like a prayer.

My hands were running all over the firm muscles of Dimitri's chest, stomach, and back. My leg that was wrapped around Dimitri pulled his body closer, my hips rubbing against him, longing for that friction. When I could feel his hardness against my hip through his blue jeans, I reached down and squeezed his amazingly tight glutes, pulling him closer.

"Comrade, I want those blue jeans off," I demanded, "Now."

Our eyes met. Dimitri, however, smirked and winked. "Patience. One wish at a time, Roza," he said, as he began to move his kiss to the underside of my breast, then down my abs to my belly button, trailing his tongue along the skin there. As his kiss met the underside of my stomach, I had no idea that I had such a sensitive spot there. I cried out again. When he got to the waistband of my panties, he laced his fingers in the sides and slid them off, moving backwards and being careful of my ankle as he slid that leg off.

As soon as his fingers had tossed my panties on the floor, he sat up between my spread legs. His hands both began gently and slowly caressing their way up my inner thighs as he sat looking at my body.

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Dimitri's POV:

After I pulled off Rose's panties, I knew I had to see her again. When I had seen her last night, I knew she was beautiful, but she wasn't mine. Now, this was a different site before me. I could enjoy every inch of her and give her every bit of the pleasure she was giving herself last night - and then some, if I had anything to say about it. I sat back and just marveled at how incredibly, absolutely sizzling hot her body was. With her legs spread before me, I had a beautiful view of her tight little honeypot. She already looked wet, but I knew that I couldn't just go right for it. No, a woman like this deserved to be worshipped. She deserved to be teased until she couldn't handle any more. I wanted to make her beg and plead before I gave her exactly what she wanted. If I did this right, she would be screaming my name over and over again the rest of the day today.

I took my hands and placed them on the insides of each of her knees, slowly sliding my fingertips millimeter by millimeter up her silky skin. Her legs felt like velvet under my touch and I couldn't help the groan that left me when I felt her creamy smooth thighs.

Rose pleaded, "Dimitri, I need you."

My cock was so ready to respond to her pleas, but I had to take this slow. "Give me time, Roza," I told her, "to please you like I want to."

By the time I got about half-way up her legs, Rose let out a sinfully delicious-sounding whimper and bucked her hips, waiting for my touch. I had to fight myself not to just plunge right into her. Once my fingertips were within a few inches of her core, I could feel the heat radiating from her beautiful center. I let the pad of my index finger skim the surface of her slick, dripping folds, running all along her outsides, just barely glancing the soft, sensitive skin there. Roza moaned and sighed, her breath coming out in shallow pants, as my finger moved across her.

Using two fingers, I spread her gently apart, so that I could see her little pink clit clearly, then slid my finger across her little button, moving it in a little circle. I was gentle at first, but I knew I wouldn't stay that way. After a few circles of her nub, I let my finger dart inside, just a little at first, then getting more bold and going deeper, letting my thumb rub against her clit as I let my fingers slide inside her. I couldn't believe how snug or wet she was, even to my finger. She felt even better than I remembered. I groaned at the amazing feel of her, unable to hide how badly I wanted to be sliding into her with more than just my fingers.

I found myself counting out a slow beat to keep my fingers from being too eager, sliding in and out at a gruelingly slow pace, tilting my fingers slightly up or down as I went to draw out her pleasure. I knew that she didn't know it, but Roza needed me to draw this out. I would keep my pace slow, setting a slow rhythm, for her. After spending a few minutes of my fingers' gentle thrusts, Rose was nearly purring. I knew I could make her come, but I wanted to make her come hard - much harder than she had made herself come last night.

As my finger slid back in, I slowly added a second. I slowed my pace again as I went for the second finger. I almost wasn't sure there would be room for that second one, but I knew she'd need to accommodate something much larger, in the long run, for what I had planned, so there was no point in not trying.

After the second finger was all the way inside her, I began to pick up the pace again, sliding in and out of her tight, wet core. My thumb continued its slow circles on her little button the entire time.

Once my two fingers had moved to a constant pace inside her, I kept them sliding in and out for another minute or two and started to feel her walls tightening around me. This was what I was waiting for. As my fingers reached their deepest point, I curled them up to stroke her g-spot. I had assumed it might take a few tries to hit it right, but that when I did find it, we would both know, but I was surprised that as soon as I curled my fingers up, Rose immediately cried out. I slid my fingers back out, still stroking her pleasure button with my thumb, and went for the same spot inside her again when I hit the deepest point. Again, Rose mewled out a wordless cry.

As I went for the third touch of the spot inside her, Rose cried out my name and her walls fluttered and clenched down on my fingers. I don't know if there was anything more beautiful or arousing in the world than to see Roza so completely out of control of herself, coming while wrapped around my fingers.

But I wasn't done yet. Before she had a chance to come down from her high, I moved my mouth to her sweet folds and began gently making small little licks at her, running my tongue along her clit.