Romitri Short Stories | ✔ | 18+

Get the Picture, Part 4

Author's Notes:

In the interest of time, no editing has been done to this chapter. Please be kind regarding any mistakes.

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As Dimitri knelt on the bed between my feet, I watched his face above me. He snapped a few more pictures and then pulled the camera down to look at my face and chest. He appeared to be trying not to look, but his eyes flicked down to my drenched slit. The breath went out of him and he said, "You don't need any lubricant; do you?"

I shook my head gently. "No."

His voice got husky and his accent became thicker as he asked, "Is that from being with me?"

I breathed, "Yes."

"I need to photograph you, but I want to touch you."

His words made my whole body feel like it was on fire. "Then touch me."

Dimitri let out a startled breath and his eyes drank in just how truly ready for him my slick core was. As my eyes watched his, which were watching my body, there was no denying how much I wanted him or how much he wanted me. I felt like the temperature in the room skyrocketed as the seconds continued to tick by.

Dimitri reached a tentative hand towards my center, then paused. Regret and pain shown in his face.

"I can't," he told me, shaking his head and turning away. Dimitri backed off of the bed and stood, setting his camera down after turning his body from me completely.

I scoffed, beginning to get angry. Didn't he want me?

"Why the fuck not?"

"Rose, you deserve so much more - I want so much more, with you - than for me to just take you roughly, the very first time I meet you in person. You deserve to be romanced. Swept off your feet. I want our first time together to mean something. Besides, I shouldn't even be thinking this way; we've got to finish this shoot."

I stood, placing my hand on his bare shoulder. I tried not to get too caught up in the way his taut muscles rippled under my touch or the way his skin felt so smooth. "Dimitri, why do you think it wouldn't mean anything?"

"Because," he told me, each word coming out more heated than the next, "every time I look at your body, all I can think about is touching you ... teasing you ... claiming you. All I can think about is pulling off these boxers and sliding inside you. Forcing your quivering body to wrap around mine, making you climax over and over again until your body can't take anymore. That's not what you want."

Heat ran through me, his words feeling like a caress on my skin. The heat radiating from his shoulder was near scorching to my palm. "I think it's my decision what I want, Dimitri. And right now, what I want is you."

I dropped my hand from him and Dimitri turned to face me again. I was almost startled by how close his body was to my own, and very aware of how little clothing there was between the two of us. His eyes smoldered as they looked into mine.

"Roza, I know we haven't known each other long, but I ... I have feelings for you. Strong ones. I can't just let this be a quick one-night stand joining our bodies for a few hours. I want more than that with you."

"Dimitri, you're not the only one with feelings. Who says that the joining of our bodies has to be all there is?" I smiled, wrapping my arms around his neck. His penetrating gaze searched my eyes as he asked, "You feel the same way about me?"

"I do. I've never felt this way so quickly about anyone before. Besides, we can't have a one-night stand when it's not even night yet. And I think it would take a lot more than a few hours to get enough of your body."