I make a pained protest but that’s quickly cut off when he stands up, fully naked and erect. Oh. My. God. I stare at his cock, fascinated. He reaches down, wrapping a hand around it and stroking it up and down. My entire body breaks out into tiny goose bumps, and I find myself biting my bottom lip so hard I taste blood. Holy shit, he’s perfect. He continues stroking as he reaches down to his pants and rifles through them until he finds a condom.

I watch as he rips the packet open with his teeth and then rolls it down his impressive length. Then he crawls back onto the bed. “How do you want this, baby?”

I shake my head, confused. “I-I . . . don’t know?”

“Me on top, you on top, on the side, back to front . . .”

I gape at him. “W-w-what?”

“Baby,” he chuckles. “How do you want it?”

I bite my lip again, wincing when I feel the sensitive spot I’ve created.

“You on top.”

He grins and crawls toward me, meeting me with his lips to mine. He kisses me and slowly lowers me onto the bed, shifting between my legs. I wrap one leg around his hip and leave the other hitched up by his side. He kisses down my neck and his hands gently tweak my nipples. I feel him pressing against my opening and I clench my eyes shut, feeling my breathing deepen.

“Look at me, Jess.”

I open my eyes and look into his.

“Don’t turn your eyes from me.”

I stare into his blue depths as he slowly pushes forward. I grit my teeth as a full, slightly painful sensation radiates through my body. He strokes my cheek, using one hand to prop himself up as he continues inching inside me. The moment the pain subsides and he’s fully inside me, I realize just how beautiful this can be. I don’t realize I’ve been holding my breath until it comes out in a whoosh.

Dimitri presses his forehead against mine and gently pulls out before slowly pushing back in. I gasp and squirm beneath him. He’s being gentle, and it’s amazing, but I want him to consume me, to ravish me, to take my breath away. I reach up, pressing my fingernails into his back. He flinches and stiffens.

“You don’t like that?” I whisper between pants.

He grinds his jaw and shakes his head. I lower my hands, placing them back by my sides.

“Here,” he rasps, slapping his biceps. “Touch here.”

I lift my hands again, curling my fingers around his bulging biceps. His muscles flex underneath my fingertips and he jerks his hips out, pushing back in a little harder this time. His cock swells inside me; I can feel every inch of him.

“Dimi,” I plead. “Faster.”

He begins thrusting harder, rotating his hips in that way. I feel the pressure building deep in my core. A strangled moan escapes my lips when he leans down and bites my neck. I arch my back, pressing my breasts to his chest. The feeling of his skin rubbing against my nipples has the pleasure building higher and higher.

“D-D-Dimi . . .” I gasp.

“On it, baby,” he growls. “Hang tight.”

He thrusts harder, deeper, until I’m shuddering beneath him and hanging on the edge. His jaw is tight and his eyes are closed as his entire body stiffens for its release.

“I . . .” Oh God, the pleasure. “Now, Dimi.”

A burst of something beautiful releases and shoots through my body, causing everything inside me to feel as though it’s slowly exploding in the most amazing, intense way. I scream out Dimi’s name and my nails slide down his biceps. He groans low and deep in his throat and then I feel him swell inside me before he, too, finds his earth-shattering explosion.

When we both come down from our high, Dimitri slumps over, holding himself up only just slightly with his left hand pressed flat to the bed. He drops his mouth to my neck and slowly runs his tongue up, causing another shudder to leave my body. Then he pulls out and rolls, pulling me onto my side. His face nuzzles into my hair and his arms wrap around my body.

That was perfect; it was everything my first time should have been. I’d missed out on that kind of passion before now, but he made it up to me, he made sure it was as perfect as it could be. I tangle my fingers into his and bring our joined hands to my lips, kissing his fingertips. He runs his fingers up and down my side, causing me to tingle all over.

“You okay?” he murmurs against my ear.

I giggle softly at the contact. “Mmmm.”

“Is that a good mmmm, or a bad mmmm?”

“I didn’t know there was such a thing as a bad mmmm.”

He chuckles throatily. “A bad mmmm is one you get when you’re disappointed or angry and you have no words. So when someone asks you something, you just give them an mmmm.”

“Oh,” I laugh softly. “Then it’s a good mmmm.”

“Really?”

I roll my eyes even though he can’t see it. “What did you think I would say?”

He strokes his fingers down to my thigh and back up again. “No smart Jess remark?”

“Hey,” I mumble. “I can be serious.”

“I know, baby,” he whispers, nipping my earlobe.

“Stop being so sweet, it doesn’t suit you.”

He laughs. “That makes two of us that aren’t behaving.”

“Truth,” I yawn.

We lay in silence for the longest moment and I feel my eyelids beginning to droop. Just as I’m about to drift off, Dimitri mutters, “Where is he, Jess?”

I blink a few times, but my eyes are so heavy I can’t force them open. So, I just let them stay closed, but I answer him anyway. “Who?”