I Think I Could Love You Forever

Chapter 6: You Know

"Hey, Ani, thank you so much for doing this. Also, you haven't had a formal meeting..." Ani gasped, Dima stepping in front of her. I took Nikita to the made bed (Ani's was clearly the messy one) and came back to see my bestie and my boyfriend hugging. I stood next to Dima, Ani giving me an odd look. "Dima, I think Ani wants to talk to me?" I wasn't sure. But she nodded, Dima leaving. Ani turned to me, a shocked look on her face.

"That man is a fucking hottie."

"He thinks the same about you," I rolled my eyes, her cheeks turning red. "Ok, well, thank you for watching Nikita, we're just gonna, you know, then we'll clean up and come back for him," I started to walk off, Ani grabbing my arm. "What the hell was that?"

"What was what?"

"That! You said "you know" as referring to sex." I rolled my eyes, feeling her gaze shame me. "You know you're a slut."

"I am not!"

"Ok.." She looked through me, making me feel shameful. "Alright, I'm gonna fuck my boyfriend now." Ani hit my shoulder, the both of us laughing. "Wait! How is he?" I blushed, trying not to laugh. "Well, it hurts the day after..." I shrugged, Ani's eyes lighting up. "If you break up can I have him?" I opened my mouth as she started to laugh. I rolled my eyes as I went back to my room, Dima pouring champagne into large glasses. "What are we celebrating?" I asked him as I sat down on the bed, a grin across his lips. "Well, it's kinda a big step into our relationship..." He answered, sitting next to me, "Is it now?" I took one of the glasses from him. "I'm getting to know your son, it's our first overnight trip together, and it's actually our first time in a hotel..." He leaned in to kiss me, his free hand on my knee. "We usually don't go to my house so have we just fucked in your car and bed?" He was surprised by my language, a sexy grin on his face. "Where did that come from?" He purred, kissing my neck. "Ani shamed me and told me I was a slut."

"I agree with that, you put out on our first date," The both of us laughed, Dima kissing me again.

"I just thought you did that cause you seemed to be a lonely house dad-"

I shut him up with another kiss, both of us laughing more as if we were already drunk. "To our first hotel fuck!" I said, clinking my glass against his. He was surprised, his mouth hanging open as I laughed. He drank the whole glass quickly, waiting for me to finish. "Someone's eager t-" I turned back to Dima only to be met with his lips. "Baby, what the hell?" He took off his shirt quickly, waiting for me to undress. I laughed while he sat there like an impatient puppy dog, sitting back in bed. "Now we can start." I threw off my shirt, Dima on top of me. "Dima!" I laughed at his hands trying to unbutton my jeans. "I mean, we kinda are in a rush, so yeah let's get these off." He brushed his lips against mine, pulling my jeans off. "Not so fast," We switched positions, Dima taking a more submissive role. I straddled his hips, seeing how he wanted to get to the good part. I teased him a little longer, Dima getting frustrated.

"Please..." He whined as I unbuttoned his jeans, a grin on my face. Now let's not get too into this part cause I don't want you reading porn 😉

The Next Day

"Hmm, babe, do we have to get to the airport right this second?" I groaned, Dima pulling my arm gently. "We have to leave in 2 hours. I let you sleep too long. Now get your ass out of bed and get in the shower!" I gave him a surprised look, Nikita being shocked. "Oops, sweetie, he didn't mean to cuss in front of you," I glared at Dima, making him feel guilty. "Yeah, sorry, I shouldn't have said that word.." I got out of bed and went to the bathroom, Dima following me. "I'm sorry I snapped at you, I'm nervous about a meeting I have later.." He kissed my hand, giving me sad eyes. "It's alright, I never fully apologised for snapping at you yesterday. So, I'm sorry I snapped at you as soon as we got here." He chuckled, grabbing me by the waist. "I was giving off rapist vibes, I deserved more than a little snap." I hugged him by the neck, tears forming in my eyes as he held me closer by the waist. "I'm gonna take a shower now," I said, laughing as I wiped the tears from my eyes. "Honey, what's wrong?" I shook my head, not wanting to answer. He left with a confused look on his face.

On The Flight Back To Moscow

I leaned my head against Dima's shoulder, his hands fidgeting. "What's so important about this meeting?" I asked him, my eyes almost closing. "I don't know exactly..." He sighed, putting his arm around me. "You don't know or you'd rather not tell me?" I was half asleep at this point so I can see why he wouldn't tell me. "It doesn't matter." I drifted to sleep after feeling Dima kiss my forehead. I felt like I was at peace with something. I didn't know what. But it felt like freedom.

I liked it.