Dimitri (6 page)

"I liked it," she admitted softly. "I think
maybe it would be too overwhelming to do every time."

"Then we'll only do it every other
time."

"Dimitri!"

He smiled and nipped at her plump bottom. She
gasped and tried to squirm away from him but he clamped an arm
across her lower back to keep her right where he wanted her.
Already his cock started to grow hard. He'd always been rather
quick to recover between bouts of lovemaking but this was something
of a record for him. It was all Benny, of course.

Dimitri shifted until he was half-draped across
her. His hand moved between her thighs and forced them wide open.
She gasped and wiggled her heart-shaped bottom as his fingers
explored her soaking depths.

Breathless, she asked, "Again? So
soon?"

Sliding between her thighs, he grabbed the
condom he'd tossed onto the bed earlier and then grasped her hips.
He dragged Benny onto her knees and let his lips dance along her
lower back. "I've finally got you in my bed. I intend to enjoy
every moment of it."

Once protected, he nudged her thighs apart and
drove home. Her tight, wet sheath gripped him like a fist. He
inhaled slowly and tried not to lose control too soon but she felt
so fucking good. Taking up a measured pace, he watched his cock
gliding in and out her. The sight made his gut clench and his heart
race.

"You are so fucking sexy." He growled the
words.

Benny made a whimpering sound and glanced back
at him. Eyes dark with desire and lips parted, she presented the
most erotic picture. He curled his hand in her hair and grasped a
handful. With a slight tug, he lifted her head a bit higher and
dropped his mouth to her neck. He gave her a tiny bite, just enough
to make her gasp, before sucking hard on the spot he'd
nipped.

Still holding her hair, he straightened up and
began to take her harder and faster. He found a rhythm that made
Benny moan. She gripped his sheets and rocked back to meet his
powerful thrusts. He sensed she was on the verge of losing control
and going wild. She'd shown him such passion tonight but he knew
there was more hiding deep within her, just waiting to be set
loose.

Unable to help himself, he planted his foot
against the outside of her knee. He wanted nothing more than to
crack her plump bottom with an open palm but he held back. She'd
let him restrain her but spanking might be one step too far outside
her comfort zone.

Thrusting deeper now, he slammed into her. The
shift in angle and penetration made her cry out. The sound of his
name falling from her kiss swollen lips drove him crazy.

"Dimitri! Oh!
Oh
!"

Wanting her to come and desperate to feel her
milking him, he leaned forward and let his hand follow a path right
down to the spot where their bodies were joined. His fingertips
found the slick honey dripping from her. She sucked in a sharp
breath when he located her clit. The pulsing little nub responded
so sweetly to his quick circling movements.

"Dimitri! I—
ah
!"

"Come," he urged, still pounding into her.
"Come on my cock, Benny. Come for me."

Like a banshee, she shrieked as her climax took
hold. The strong waves of it sent her bucking back against him. The
fluttering contractions of her pussy made him groan. There was no
holding back now. Balls deep, he grabbed her hips and held on tight
as every muscle in his body stiffened. He shuddered against her and
dragged a long, loud breath into his lungs.

When they both calmed, he carefully pulled away
from her and darted into the bathroom. He exited to find her
waiting near the door. Looking a bit dazed, she smiled at him
before brushing by him. While she took care of necessities, he
headed into the living area to shut off all the lights and recheck
the door.

Back in his bedroom, he heard the rustle of
clothing coming from the bathroom. He didn't even knock before
opening the door. With one leg in her jeans, she glanced up at him
in surprise. "Um…you ever heard of knocking?"

Frowning, he ignored her question. "What are
you doing?"

"Getting dressed."

"Yes, I can see that. Why?"

She looked nervous and fidgeted with the denim
clamped between her fingers "Because we're done."

His eyebrows arched. "Are we?"

"Um…"

With a shake of his head, he grabbed her
clothes from the countertop and pointed at her jeans. "Take those
off."

"But—"

"Now, Benny."

She didn't argue with him and handed them over.
His gaze dropped to her panties. With a huff of annoyance, she
slipped out of those and slapped them in his waiting
hand.

Stepping aside, he gestured with a jerk of his
head toward his room. "Now get in my bed."

"Dimitri, it's late. I have to work in the
morning."

"Exactly," he said and took a step toward her.
"The sooner you get in bed, the sooner you'll get some
rest."

Their noses were just inches apart as she
peered up at him. "You want me to stay here? All night?"

"Yes." He grazed his mouth across hers but
didn't let her have the kiss she wanted. Rising up on tiptoes, she
gave a little grunt of dissatisfaction as he denied her. He had a
good reason, though, and cupped her chin. "Why do you want to
leave, Benny?"

Looking so utterly vulnerable, she finally
admitted, "I didn't want you to feel obligated to let me
stay."

"Obligated?" He realized it was going to take
more than one night of lovemaking to convince her that she was all
he wanted. Capturing her mouth in a punishing kiss, Dimitri
gathered her to his chest and threaded his fingers through her
hair. He devoured her mouth, stabbing his tongue between her lips
and tasting her until she sagged against him in complete surrender.
"Does that feel like obligation?"

"No," she answered in a shaky voice.

"I
want
you to stay the night. I
want
to wake up with
you." He ran his fingertip along her jaw. "What do you want,
Benny?"

Her answer came swiftly. "To stay with
you."

He held out his hand. "Then stay with
me."

She grasped his hand and let him lead her back
to his bed. Once all the lights were out and he'd set an alarm for
her, he climbed in next to Benny and dragged her into his arms. She
wiggled until she was comfortable and finally ended up with her
head on his chest.

Remembering the way she'd tried to run away
like a little rabbit, he crooked a leg over hers. He caressed the
soft skin of her back and soothed her to sleep. With the hours she
worked and the way he'd worn her out in his bed, Benny drifted off
rather quickly.

Relaxed and content, he enjoyed the feel of her
in his arms but his mind refused to be quieted. After a childhood
spent in one of Russia's harshest orphanages and a military career
in which he saw some of the worst humanity had to offer, Dimitri
had learned to expect the other boot to drop when things were going
well.

He finally had Benny right where he wanted
her—but that business with Johnny was troubling. Dimitri was
willing to do anything to make Benny happy but letting Johnny drag
her down? It wasn't going to happen.

Dimitri pressed a tender kiss to her forehead
and silently vowed he would do whatever it took to keep her
safe.

Chapter
Four

I came awake to the annoying wail of an alarm
clock. Grumbling, I reached out to smack it but instead of hitting
the cool wood of my bedside table, I whacked hot skin. A gruff
grunt echoed in the darkness. The flash of panic that gripped my
belly subsided as the memories of last night surfaced.

Dimitri.

Realizing I'd just hit him, I apologized.
"Sorry."

He said something in Russian I didn't
understand but he didn't sound upset. I figured out the alarm was
behind me and rolled over to hit it. A moment later, Dimitri was
pressed up against my back. Those strong arms enveloped me and the
rough stubble on his cheek rasped my skin. A shiver of excitement
rocked me.

I still couldn't quite believe last
night had happened. After crushing on Dimitri for so long, it
seemed like something out of a dream. But—
oh
—those big hands gliding over my
naked skin definitely weren't from a dream. They were very real and
tempting me never to leave his bed.

"Dimitri," I said softly, "I have to get
up."

"It's early." He palmed my breast and brushed
his thumb over my nipple. His lips moved to my neck and I couldn't
squash the blissful sigh that escaped me. "Stay a little
longer."

"I have to get the ovens going and check the
proofing boxes." Even as I came up with excuses, I knew he was
going to win.

"Let Marco handle it."

"This is one of his mornings for dialysis. It's
all up to me. My customers aren't going to wait for
breakfast."

Dimitri shocked me by flipping me onto my back
and claiming my mouth in a sensual kiss. I could hear the smile in
his voice as he said, "Then we'd be better be quick about
it."

I lost the urge to protest the moment his
searching mouth find mine in the darkness. Dimitri's kisses were
like a drug and I craved more and more of them. His caresses set my
skin on fire. Arching into him, I relished the sensation of his
hard chest against my bare breasts. His hand rode the gentle curve
of my belly down toward my sex. My thighs parted so easily and I
gasped when those nimble fingers located my clit.

One intimate touch ignited my lust. Wanting to
feel him, I reached down and grasped the hard, throbbing dick
jutting against my hip. His low groan of need told me all I needed
to know. I stroked his big cock, swirling my hand over his shaft
before daring to slide my hand even lower to cup his taut
sac.

Groaning my name, Dimitri crashed his lips to
mine and kissed me with such fervor. Tongues dueling, we stroked
one another until we were both panting and moaning and pumping our
hips. He shoved his cock against my hand and I rocked up to meet
the fingers now penetrating me. They plunged in and out of my slick
heat until I hovered on the edge of coming.

A moment later, Dimitri tore his mouth away
from mine and moved between my thighs. With a rough thrust, he
drove into my wet, aching pussy. I cried out at the sudden
invasion. After such a dry spell, my poor body wasn't used to so
much sex.

Dimitri murmured gently in his mother tongue
and kissed me with such tenderness. His thrusts eased up and he
shifted his weight to one side. As his cock glided in and out of
me, his fingertips circled my clit. "Does this feel
good?"

"Yes!" My foot moved up and down his leg, my
toes curling into his hard flesh as I felt that quivering tightness
low in my belly. "Dimitri, please…"

"Tell me." His fingers slowed their sinful
ministrations and I whimpered. "Tell me what you want,
Benny."

"I want to come." I clawed at his shoulders.
"Make me come, Dimitri."

He growled in Russian, the rough, rumbling
sound rolling over me and making my tummy clench at its sexiness.
He strummed my pulsing clit even faster and I came apart beneath
him. The pleasure burst deep inside me and blazed through my belly
and up into my chest. Head tipped back, I enjoyed the bright,
searing waves of it.

Just before he came, Dimitri
murmured something that sounded suspiciously like
my little rabbit
. I clung
to him as he shoved deep and jerked in my arms.

And then it hit me.

My eyes widened with shock as I felt the
spreading warmth of Dimitri's semen within me. A moment too late,
he realized what I already had. In the haze of our early morning
tryst, he'd forgotten to put on a condom and I hadn't even thought
to remind him.

Dimitri cursed in Russian and pulled away from
me, leaving a wet trail down my thigh. "God, Benny, I'm sorry. I
didn't think—"

"Stop." I reached for him in the darkness and
finally found his broad shoulders. "It's not your fault. We both
got caught up in the moment."

His forehead touched mine. I could feel the
guilt radiating from him. "I'm clean, Benny, but if you want, I'll
see my doctor as soon as he opens." He hesitated before admitting,
"I've never had sex without a condom."

His admission didn't surprise me that much.
Dimitri had always struck me as the kind of man who never took
chances—until me, it seemed.

"You're my first, too." I licked my lips and
considered what we both weren't saying. Our sexual experiences had
been careful up until this point and our risks of catching
something were so very low. I knew Dimitri would run out to see his
doctor first thing and we would have those results in a couple of
days.

But there was another kind of result that would
take weeks to become available.