Chapter 1 – Class is In

Monday 21 April


"Oh Come on Rose... pleeeease." Liss whined and ended with a pout.

"Yeah... it'll be so much fun, come on Rose..." Mia said with raised eyebrows and fluttering eyelids.

All I could do was narrow my eyes and growl at my best friends. Lissa and Mia were twins, not identical or anything, but that didn't matter, they were like two peas in a pod in every other way but their looks. They had the 'puppy dog' look down pat!

"When and for how long?" I asked them. I could see the expressions on their faces change at my question so I knew I had to stop the smiles that were stretching across their faces and fast... "I'm NOT saying yes yet, so don't go doing those smiles of victory just yet..."

"It starts tonight and goes for the next six weeks." Liss informed me.

Neither one of them said anything else, they just stood there and pouting with their heads to the side and looking under their eyelashes at me... waiting. The instant I took a breath and let it out in a huff... Mia started bouncing...

"Fine..." I said, outwardly begrudgingly but secretly looking forward to the next six weeks. My acquiescence to them was followed quickly by ear drum piercing squeals from the two girls in front of me.

"Really, you'll come?" Mia asked as she grabbed my hand and continued to jump in front of me.

"Yes, I'll come."

"You won't regret it Rose..." Liss said. "We're gonna have so much fun, and it won't be a bad thing that we'll have something... nice to look at while we're doing it."

"Hopefully it'll be nice Liss." I said trying to stop the smile that threatened to erupt. I currently had many different visions flashing through my head and I wondered if we could be so lucky as to get one of them to come true.


"Come on Rose." Mia yelled as she banged on the other side of the bathroom door. "We'll be late if you don't get out of there now."

"Alright already." I said as I opened the door.

"Who are you trying to impress?" Liss asked as she walked past us.

"No-one... I'm just sick of feeling like crap and make up always makes me feel better." I said with a sad shrug of my shoulders.

"I'm sorry sweetie..." She said with a pained expression. She was so easy to guilt. It had only been just over two months since my break up with my boyfriend and while I was sad that things had ended, I wasn't broken up over it, the relationship had run its course. "Oh, you cow!" she yelled as I started to smile; she wasn't the only one who could quilt people... I took off out of the bathroom laughing and headed for the front door with my two best friends close behind me.


Walking into the room with my friends either side of me, I suddenly didn't know if this was something that I really wanted to do or not. Not that I had an aversion to the naked body, but what if it was some old guy with one too many beers under his belt and a wiener that you had to find with a magnifying glass; that really isn't my idea of a night well spent. The room was massive, high ceilings supported my large steel poles and to the right of where we were standing the wall was almost floor to ceiling with windows to allow as much natural light in as possible during daytime classes. Approximately half way between the wall of windows and the easels where we would soon be sitting, sat a wooden platform where some sort of backless lounge was set up with satin pillows and white cotton sheets. There was only about six other people in here with us, so at least I wouldn't have too much of an audience if I started to get embarrassed.

"Okay everyone," I heard a woman call out while clapping her hands. She was roughly in her mid to late fifties and had deep brown hair that was cut into a sharp bob style; a little out dated if you asked me, but it suited her I guess. A little bit of sunscreen in her earlier life probably wouldn't have gone astray either; she was a little on the 'leathery' side. "First of all, for those who don't know me, my name is Alberta Peters and let me welcome you all to the first class of a six week course in Life Drawing. I am the art director here at UW and I'd like to thank you all for taking the time out of your busy lives to take this class. Pick out an easel and pull out the medium that you wish to work with. As you all know, this is a life drawing class, which means we will be drawing real people and those people will be modelling for us nude."

I looked over to my friends and they both held their lips between their teeth while they wiggled their eyebrows in anticipation. This was an action that they have done all of their lives, they were so easy to read.

"We have ten minutes before tonight's model joins us, so be quick." Alberta said before walking over to a door on the far side of the room.

"This is going to be so good, I can hardly wait." Mia said in a whisper.

"God... I hope the model is a male, not that I mind drawing women but I really need to lay my eyes on some hot, naked man muscle; it's been too bloody long. Is that wrong to say that out loud?" Liss said as we made our way to the three easels at the end of the room.

I know exactly what you mean Liss. I said to myself. My love life has been less than stellar since Jesse. "Not at all Liss, not at all... but knowing my luck they guy who walks out will be the man they modelled Homer Simpson from."

Mia skipped to the last easel giggling, and then Liss and I took the next two which had us situated more at the 'head' end of the model.

"I should get a good view from here." Mia said from my left.

"I can't believe you said that Mia. We aren't here to objectify the models; we're here to learn..." I said in a very convincing manner.

"Exactly." Liss said smiling. "No objectifying Mia."

"Oh you can talk Sis." Mia said with her own grin. "I can't wait until the model comes out and you go all gooey eyed at him, you couldn't look at a naked man and not objectify him if your life depended on it."

"It could be a 'her' you know, what will you two do then?" I offered my best friends. My suggestion however, was met with horrified looks.

"Nah... It'll be a guy," Liss said dreamy eyed. "I just hope he's tall with lean muscles and black 'just shagged' hair. Oh! And blue eyes..."

"No, he'll be blonde with green eyes." Mia crooned. "What are you hoping for Rose?"

"To not have you make fools of yourselves and embarrass me while you're at it."

"Yeah right, we can control ourselves... You know Rose's type Mia, tall and hulkishly muscular, you know... built like a tank and dominating." Liss said with a wink; sending her sister and herself into fits of laughter.

"Dominating? You're such a perv Liss, your mind always ends up in the gutter. We all know you're the only one who likes to be dominated."

"You better believe it, don't make out like you're an angel Rose. And all I have to say about it is, don't knock it until you try it; there's nothing quite like being tied up and spanked."

"Oh God... La, la, la, la, la... Not what I need in my head before trying to draw a naked person..." I answered with my hands over my ears. Mia didn't seem half as disgusted as I was as she laughed with her sister and that fact just ending up putting more unwanted images of my friends in bondage into my head. Just then the door opened and Alberta walked back into the room, thank God, if anyone could chase those dirty images out of my head, it was her.

"Okay ladies and gents. I just want to remind you that in this class it is expected that everyone conducts themselves with integrity. Even though the models are paid to do this, they don't come here to be leered at. They are here to help you so you will draw them to your best ability and give them the respect they deserve."


"Hear that." I said loud enough for just my friends to hear. "No leering and give them the respect they deserve."

"Oh, we will... especially if they're deserving of it." Mia said before cackling like some sort of hyena on the prowl. I heard the door opening again as I bent down to my art supplies bag to pull out my graphite pencils. Even though we used all different mediums in our Art courses, graphite was my favourite. I can get so much more detail and when I draw with them and I go into my own little world; a world where I'm not surrounded by a pair of leering, horny twins.

I rolled my eyes as I heard Liss and Mia gasp from either side of me... At least it's a male model! I thought to myself. I sat up and found myself looking into the smiling jade green eyes of Lissa.

"What?" I asked her. "I'm gathering you got what you wanted?"

When I'd bent down to get my things out of my bag, I had to move my chair slightly so I wouldn't knock the easel over so where I was sitting now, I couldn't see where the model was.

"Take a look Rose." Mia said behind me. I shook my head slightly at her expression and then moved my chair into a position where I could see unhindered, but me being me, I didn't lift my chair up enough so that I could move it quietly... nooo... I dragged it along the floor so that it screeched loud and proud, garnering everyone's attention; and I mean everyone, the model included.

"Holy shit!" I hissed through my teeth before my mouth dropped open like a suffocating fish out of water. Liss snorted very unladylike beside me as I sat unmoving while trying not to swallow my tongue. Before us stood the most stunning male of the human species to ever walk this earth; and he was HUGE! Just the way I like them...

The specimen in human perfection that stood in front of us in a white robe was not only one of the tallest guys I've ever seen but he was built like a tank, and he was looking directly at me. Even from here I could see that he was a God amongst men and I couldn't wait for him to drop the robe. Suddenly being tied up and spanked by him sounded like fun.

"Rose..." I heard someone whisper. "Rose... shut your mouth, you're drooling! The last thing you want is for the teacher to slip over in it when she comes over to see how much work you've done."

My mouth shut and I swallowed said drool before finally blinking my eyelids over my now dry eyeballs. The guy still hadn't taken his eyes from mine, even though... 'whatserface' was talking to him. Even in my stupor I could see that he didn't reply to whatever she asked him but she got his attention by grabbing the top of his arm; the arm I was currently thinking about licking like some half starved deviant.

When he turned his head to face Mrs Whatserface, it allowed me to come somewhat out of the trance I'd found myself in.

"Rose... breathe." I heard behind me, I took a deep pull of oxygen almost as if I was on autopilot and swallowed deeply again.

"Holy shit..." I whispered.

"Yeah, you said that already..."

"Are you two seeing what I'm seeing?" I asked.

"If you're talking about that huge hunk of rippling sex muscle, then yes... we are." Mia said giggling.

Ignoring her comment, I tried to get myself under some sort of control. "Holy shit... How in the hell am I going to be able to concentrate on drawing... him?"

"Don't look at him as a whole; just concentrate on the bit that you're drawing at the time." Liss said. I wasn't sure if she was trying to be serious or not, so I turned to find out, the smile on her face sort of made it seem as though she wasn't.

"Liss, I don't think I'm going to be able to do this. Not only is everyone in the room going to know exactly what I'm thinking and exactly what I'm drawing just by the color of my face, but my hand isn't going to stay still enough to draw a straight line, let alone... his lines..."

"Okay everyone, let's start shall we." Whatserface said from the front of the room.

"Just pick up the pencil Rose." Lissa said as I stared at the blank paper in front of me.

I chose to ignore the snort of laughter from Mia behind me. "Just make sure it's got enough lead in it." She giggled. I could see this was going to be a long, long night. As I turned back to the gap between my easel and Lissa's, my eyes locked once again with the man who suddenly rendered me dumbstruck. He lifted his chin slightly and then at the edge of my vision, I could see his hands move to pull at the belt of his robe.

My tongue came out to wet my bottom lip before I pulled it between my teeth. I knew that since laying eyes on him, my heart rate had jumped up more notches than could possibly be healthy and I could also feel that I now had a fine layer of sweat on my forehead. God it's hot in here...

Just then I saw his robe come apart and my eyes were drawn downwards. "Oh shit..." I whispered as my eyes took in his muscular chest and washboard abs. I couldn't help but squirm on the stool I was sitting on, an action that if going by his slight grin, he was obviously pleased with. After my eyes followed the robe to the floor, they made their way upwards. I watched as he reached down and picked up the sheet that rested on the padded leather settee and then positioned himself in a pose that I was somewhat familiar with. He was lying not unlike the statue of Achilles that we'd used as a reference last week in our abstract class.

He sat with his face turned to me, his left leg bent at the knee with his heel just in front of his – groin. His right leg was pulled straight out to the side, accentuating the well defined muscles and sinews of his mouth-watering thigh and calf. The sheet was draped over his bent left leg but I don't know why... it didn't hide much. Oh God... I knew it, he has long fingers... it only stands to reason he'd have a long... Hmm... Maybe his arm isn't the only thing mouth-watering lickable. I thought as blood rushed to my face. I was still squirming and he was still staring...

"Are you going to start drawing Rose?" Mia said behind me. I didn't have to look at her to know that she was smiling at me. "And stop squirming; you'll slip off the stool..." At that, Lissa choked on a laugh drawing the teacher's attention.

"Sorry..." she said quickly before getting to work on her charcoal drawing. Somehow I pulled my eyes away from him and looked down at the arrangement of graphite pencils in front of me.

Get a hold of yourself Hathaway, pull yourself together and be a professional... stop leering and objectifying.

I looked up and narrowed my eyes at the blank paper in front of me; it wasn't sitting in the right direction. I grabbed the backing board and lifted it slightly before turning the mechanism at the bottom so that I could raise the resting board higher up. I turned the backing board into the 'landscape' or should I say 'man-scape' position so that now I could fill so much more of the paper with his amazing body.

I glanced back to 'Achilles' and couldn't help but grin when I was met with smiling brown eyes. Looking back to my paper I did a rough basic shape of his pose so that I could get it all in proportion. When that was finished, I looked back... I didn't know where to start.

His face was stunningly beautiful yet completely 'male'... slightly squared jaw line, straight narrow nose between large and expressive deep brown eyes. His plump, cupid bow shaped lips were slightly parted; my brain saying they were just waiting to be met with another set of slightly open lips... all this framed in slightly wavy, long brown hair that was haphazardly pulled back in some sort of leather tie. Strands at the front had either been purposely left out or they'd been tugged out by some floozy's fingers before class; some floozy not named Rose.

Then there was his chest... the chest that seemed as though it had been chiselled by Michelangelo himself, not to mention the abs... Oh God, the abs... The abs that flowed smoothly into my favourite 'V' shape; drawing my eyes to the flesh peppered with a trail of hair that lead downwards to the Promised Land. I quickly looked away aware that I was once again staring... I could feel my face flaming red and I knew he could see it.

I tried my best to keep my attention on the paper in front of me instead of the flesh and blood God who was staring at me but my eyes seemed to have minds of their own... I was well aware of the snickers from the hussies beside me and I knew that if I made it out of here alive; I'd make them pay! I just had to live for another two and a half hours without having an aneurism.

"Shut up bitches..." I mumbled under my breath as I drew... I was currently concentrating on his abs when I felt the teacher walk up behind me.

"Hi, lovely work..." she said waiting for me to introduce myself.

"Rose, Rose Hathaway." I said turning to look at her.

"Well Rose, you have quite the eye for detail, but why start there?" She asked seriously. I quickly turned back to my drawing but I caught the smiling God in my peripheral vision.

"I have no idea." I said uncomfortably. "Sometimes my hands and eyes have minds of their own." My comment seemed to amuse 'Achilles' to the point of him producing a snort of laughter before his face quickly fell into its previously stoic position. Oh kill me now...

"Well, if you put that much detail into that part of his body, I can't wait till I see what you produce with the top half." I turned my head back to her incredulously and saw her bite back a grin as she turned away from me.

I was praying for the earth to open up right under my chair, my heart was thumping in embarrassment as soft laughter was heard all around me.

"You guys are doing to die for bringing me here, you know this right." I growled under my breath. This only produced more soft laughter from my friends. I actually started to wonder if they'd set this night up just for the pleasure of seeing me squirm. I mean... it can't be a coincidence that he, a man that is 'outwardly' my every fantasy, just happens to walk in here tonight, he must be gay... I took a deep breath and squared my shoulders before starting to draw again.

Over the next two hours, 'Achilles' never looked away from my eyes, except for the time that Mrs Whatserface brought some water over for him to drink.

"Alright everyone, that concludes this week's class." Whatserface said as she stood beside where the object of my desire was lying. "I know some of you haven't finished, so Dimitri here will be returning next week. If we have time then, we will do a different pose." As she continued to speak, the guy I now knew as Dimitri stood up and let the sheet drop from his lap. I know it would have been appropriate to look away, but gees... I'd just spent the last two and a half hours taking in every inch of his body; there was nothing that I hadn't already seen. He reached for the robe on the floor and started to put it on... damn!

"Are you going to pack up Rose or are you going to stare a little longer?" Mia asked me.

"I thought I'd stare a little longer if that's alright with you."

When Dimitri looked up at me after tying the robes belt around his middle, our eyes locked again and he smiled and winked before turning around and going back to the door he came through at the beginning of the class.

"I've died and gone to heaven..." I said to myself. "And I have a picture to take with me."

"Mia, that's really good, though I'd like to see a little more definition between intensities of the charcoal." Mrs Whatserface said.

"Do you always draw like this Rose?" She asked me.

"With graphite?" I asked not sure what she meant.

"No, super realism."

"No, not always but it is my preferred drawing method. Abstract is hard for me."

"Your shading is perfect, the subtle differences here and here," she motioned to his chest and the background shading I'd done. "...are brilliant. Can you do this with paints?"

"Yeah, I can."

"I'd like to see you try that next week if you could. What do you prefer to use?"

"Anything really, though I suppose I use oils more than anything else."

"Okay, that's great." She smiled. "Sorry about before, I just thought you looked a little too serious." Gee thanks!

"No worries."

"Okay, see you next week." She said before moving on to Lissa.

"Will there be a next week, Rose?" Mia asked.

"Shut up Mia." I said as I packed up.


"You guys are so dead when we get home." I said as we walked out of the classroom.

"I've never seen you squirm so much in all my life Rose," Liss said through her giggles. "I was afraid that you'd slip of your chair if you got any hotter under the collar."

"Oh gross!" Mia whined. "Although, I don't think the attraction was only one sided."

"I know, right!"

"Hello! I'm right here bitches..."

"Don't tell me you didn't notice him staring at you all night Rose." Liss said.

"Of course he was Liss, that's how he was posed. If you'd been sitting where I was, he would have been looking at you all night instead."

"Ah huh, sure..."

I rolled my eyes and sighed in resignation as we walked out of the building into the warm summer night.

"I can't believe you didn't even try to get his number Rose." Mia commented.

"Ah... leering... objectifying... remember those words at all?"

"That was only for what happens inside the classroom Rose..."

"Rose!" Someone called out behind us.

"Oh crap!" I said as my friends laughed, I knew that voice.

"We'll just be over at the car..."

"Don't you dare." I hissed as I grabbed at them. It didn't do much good though; they twisted out of my grip and started running over to the car.

Think calm thoughts Rose; don't think about him naked... I thought as I turned to face him.

"I didn't know you knew my name." I said as he got closer.

"Oh, I heard it a few times in class."

"Right." I said biting my lip and looking at the ground.

"I was wondering if..." I looked up to see that he was now a lot closer than before and shit he's big! "'d like to go out for a coffee or something."

Being this close to him allowed me to be enveloped in his scent and it was just as disarming as his appearance.


"Yeah, if you'd like, or we could make it another time..."

Coffee... that's not dangerous. "Sure, now sounds good." My mouth blurted out before my brain could stop it. His smile was infectious and glorious. "I'll just let my friends know..." I said pointing over my shoulder while keeping my eyes on his. When he looked behind me and started to laugh, I quickly spun around to see my so called 'friends' driving away while laughing and waving out their windows. "I'm going to kill them." I said between clenched teeth.

"Lucky I'm a gentleman." Dimitri said behind me.

"That remains to be seen." I said as I turned to face him.

"Come on," he said while chuckling to himself. "I know a place with the best coffee in town."

"Oh really, and where's that?"

"You'll see." He nodded his head towards a big black Hummer a short distance away from us. "By the way, my name is Dimitri Belikov."

"I know, well your first name anyway..." After depositing my art bag onto the back seat of his truck, I climbed into the front seat.

"How long have you been doing... that?" I asked, my nerves apparent in my voice. Luckily he knew what I meant.

"I've only done this a few times; Alberta was my teacher two years ago."

"Isn't that a little odd, stripping off in front of an old teacher?"

"The first time it was, but I'm not all that shy about showing myself off."

Good to know... I thought as I turned my flaming cheeks to my window.

"I saw your work before I left, you're really good." He said bringing my attention back to him.

"Thanks, it helps to have good subject matter though." Oh God... did I really just call him 'subject matter'? By his laugh, I was pretty sure I did. "Sorry..."

"That's okay. How long have you been able to draw like that?"

"As long as I can remember. I once did a painting on an old piece of ply in my father's garage when I was ten. I used the grains of the wood to form the subject matter, which was a bird funnily enough. I used a knot in the wood as its eye and the rest just flowed from there."

"They must have been proud to see your talent at such an early age."

"Yes and no... My mother wasn't too pleased that I used her expensive pearl based paints that she had for her ceramic figurines she was in the middle of creating."

"No, I wouldn't think she would have been." The conversation stalled for a minute, but it wasn't uncomfortable... unless you factor in the fact that my heart rate still hadn't dropped since my eye first locked with his earlier on in the night. "Here we are."

I looked out and was a little confused... "The best coffee around is... where exactly?"

"Upstairs..." Oh...

Time officially stopped! He watched me as I got his meaning and made my decision. Do I...don't I? God I'm horny!

"Lead the way."

His smile was stunning and did wonderful things to my girly bits... We both reached for the handles of our doors at the same time, but he'd somehow made his way to my door before I managed to get out. "Let me help you." He said holding his hand out to me. The instant our hands touched, I got a tingly sensation run up my arm, like a low voltage electrical pulse. My dirty mind wondered if that pulse would be felt elsewhere.

After getting out of the truck, he didn't let go of my hand but he proceeded to lead me into the building in front of us.

"So, Russian huh?"

"Yeah, but I've been here since I was five."

"Always in Washington?"

"No, um... promise you won't laugh..."


"We lived in Moscow, Idaho."

After I reigned in a little snort of amusement, I put on my serious face. "Was that intentional?"

"My father's idea of 'easing into' America."

By now we'd reached the elevator in the foyer of his building. As the doors opened, butterflies erupted in my stomach... I didn't know this guy from Adam... why in the hell was I going up to his apartment? An image of his glorious naked body draped on the leather sofa emerged from my memory banks and propelled me forward. He walked in behind me and then reached around me to push the '10' button. Trying to think of what the building looked like from the outside, I realised that he must live on the top floor...

The ride up was silent but our eyes locked in the mirrored doors of the elevator. His finely sculptured, enormous body was as close as he could get without actually touching me and every now and then, small grins would pull at our mouths. The doors opened and I felt his hand touch the small of my back before leading me towards a door on the right.

"How do you take your coffee?" He asked as he put the key into the lock.

"Milk and two..." I said as the door swung open. I walked forward a couple of steps into the darkened apartment and then heard the door shut behind me... The lights didn't go on. I swallowed as I felt fingers touch my shoulders... Maybe coffee comes later... I thought while trying to bite the smile from my lips...

"You can say no..." His deep voice said at my ear. "I wasn't lying about the coffee." The heat that coursed through my veins had me turning around to face him.

"Turn on the lights." I said softly. I felt him move away slightly and then the light was on making me blink a few times as my eye adjusted. There was no way I wanted to not see him in all of his glory. I reached up with my right hand and wrapped my hand around the tie that held his hair back. I slowly pulled it away and watched as his hair fell around his stunning face.

"You are so beautiful." He said as his eyes fell to my lips. That's all it took... The hand at the base of his neck pulled him down to me, crushing my lips against his. His arms wrapped around my body and lifted me off the ground. I kicked off my shoes as my legs wrapped themselves around his waist as we continued to try and devour each other. "Are you sure?" He asked as he pulled away from me.

"Yes... but I still hold you to that coffee..." I said smiling. His answering chuckle was something that I wanted to hear more of, but not just yet... there were other sounds I was more hoping to hear for the next hour or two if I was lucky. God, I hope I was lucky... He brought his mouth back to mine; licking along my lips before making his way along my jaw and down my neck. My skin lit on fire with each kiss and prickled as his hands moved under my shirt.

Within seconds both of our shirts had disappeared and I was busy memorising the chest that had captivated me not too long ago as his hands reached around behind me to undo my bra. "At the front..." I said before latching my mouth to his neck.

"Oh God... Best invention ever!" He said as he pushed me against a wall. Looking into his lust hooded eyes as he brought his hands slowly around to the front of my chest, was nearly enough to melt the rest of my clothes right of my body. The clasp popped open easily and he tore his eyes away from mine to look at what he'd exposed. "Exquisite..." he whispered. He slipped his hands under my arms and lifted me higher, bringing my chest to his eye level... God, he's strong...

"Oh... God..." I murmured breathlessly as his tongue came out to flick my hardened left nipple. Laying my head against the wall and rolling my eyes back into my head, I fell into the sensations as he took me into his mouth. He didn't stay for too long before releasing me and attending to the other side.

"Mmmm, divine... I can't wait to taste elsewhere." He said as he lowered me back down to eye level, his hips keeping in place against the wall and palmed a breast in each large hand...

Me too...

"So soft..."

I was officially a mass of clay just waiting to be shaped by his skilful hands; hands that extended into long fingers... I pulled his mouth back to mine and moaned as our tongues came together in their own mating dance. At this point, I doubted we could have been stopped even with a fire-hose.

Through frenzied kisses and touches we soon made our way into his bedroom where he placed me onto my feet. He reached up and took my face in his hands and smiled. "I want to savour every second."

He manoeuvred me around to stand in between his legs as he sat on the edge of the bed. His eyes followed his hands as they traced their way down my neck to my chest. I thought my legs were going to collapse as they turned to jelly when his fingertips tickled their way around the outside edges of my breasts before he took their weight into the palms of his hands. I weaved my fingers into his hair as his thumbs came out and swiped across my hardened nipples before once again taking me into his hot mouth. The sounds and sensations of him lapping against my skin almost made me cum then and there... As his mouth took care of one, his hand took care of the other, his spare hand though... well it was free to go where it pleased.

I felt him gently make his way down my flat stomach and tickle along the waist of my low cut jeans; the sensation making my stomach twitch. God he was good at this...

I felt the button of my jeans pop open and then the slow decent of the zip and at this point, I was pretty sure that if he asked me to jump into a pit of snakes with him, I would have... The hand that was currently kneading my left breast made its way to my hip and joined its partner in crime in divesting me of my jeans... When they went down as far as he could get them, he pulled away from me and looking up into my eyes. They looked as though they were on fire. His hands moved up the backs of my legs and pulled against my knees; making me lift them off the ground. One foot after the other released from my denims as his eyes drifted downwards...

Thank God I chose the lacy number...

Dimitri leant forward and kissed his way around my stomach, only stopping to dip the tip of his tongue into my navel. My hands made their way to his shoulders, making him look up at me. I couldn't stop bending forward to kiss his luscious lips. I felt him grab onto my panties and slowly slip them down my legs. He never broke the kiss as his hands came up the inside of my legs but before he reached the part of my body that was literally pulsing with need, he grabbed hold of my thighs and made me open them up to him.

He reached up with one hand and weaved it into the hair at the back of my neck, keeping me firmly attached to his mouth. I whimpered out loud as he finally cupped his hand over my sex. My body erupted in goosebumps as his finger traced the opening between my legs with the softest of touches. I was quickly losing coherent thought as he neared my entrance... "So wet..." he whispered into my mouth.

Then three things happened at once... he tilted his head to the other side and pushed his tongue hungrily into my mouth at the same time he pushed two of his very talented and very long fingers into me; pressing into a spot that I never thought was in me. That action had me spiralling into my first orgasm for the night.

"Oh Fuck..." I half moaned, half yelled into his mouth. I squeezed my eyes shut as my body erupted and clamped down around his fingers. My breathing came out in short bursts as I tried to stay upright. As I felt myself slowly come back to the here and now, Dimitri stood up from the bed and lifted me into his arms.

"That's one..." he said with a smile.

"Oh, good Lord..."

"You have no idea..." he said chuckling. He knelt down into the bed and positioned me on my back in the middle before moving up and over me. "You are the most stunning woman I've ever laid eyes on and I'm going to do things to your body tonight that will have you forget everyone else's name but mine..."

Go right ahead... Give it your best shot. "A little confident aren't you?"



With that declaration, he went to work on my neck again, licking and sucking and kissing... Slowly, torturously, he made his way down my body. It was a little uneven considering he still had his jeans on, but I was putty in his hands and I couldn't string two words together at that point. The further down he went, the more my breathing increased, I was so strung out right now, I was no better than a junkie waiting for a hit.

One at a time, he lifted my legs, and then he pushed on my knees until they were nearly to my chest. "Hold your knees." He commanded. I could feel the blush rise from my chest to my face but the anticipation of what he was going to do to me next overpowered any embarrassment I felt. "Open your eyes... Don't look away."

His voice was like liquid chocolate wrapped in silk; the sexiest voice he'd used yet. Oh God... When our eyes met, he smiled and licked his lips, rendering my brain dumb. I nearly let go of my knees. "Don't let go..." he said.

He lowered himself down between my legs and while he kept his eyes locked with mine, he brought his tongue out to touch me, taste me... My gasp and whimper made his eyes smile. Not only was he a master with his fingers but also with his tongue. I tried my best to keep my eyes open as he laved his tongue against my body but with each stroke, with each thrust; but my eyes just kept rolling back in my head. Before I knew what was happening, he pushed one of those magical fingers inside, then a few seconds later... another. Whatever he did next sent me flying once again... But before I had even begun to come back to reality, he'd removed my hands from my knees and had made his way up the bed and positioned himself at my entrance.

"That's two..." he whispered as he pushed his massive cock into me. I didn't even realise he'd taken his jeans off...

"OH!..." I yelled out as he let out a deep growl of pleasure. At this point, I had no idea which way was up, down, left, right... my head was spinning in an endless cycle of orgasms. He covered my mouth with his and licked my lips apart before enticing my tongue out to play with his. I'd never tasted myself on another person before but I found the experience rather erotic. "Oh God!" I breathed as I gripped my fingers tightly into his hair and thrust my tongue into his mouth.

He moaned and groaned in ecstasy as he pushed into me harder and harder with each thrust of his hips. He reached down and grabbed my left leg, pulling it up and over his shoulder. The change in position made him hit deeper than he'd just been.

"Holy shit! Oh... yes, right there... Oh fuck!" I mumbled over and over.

"That's not what I want to hear Rose and I'm not going to stop until I hear it."

Oh you've got to be kidding me... Like that threat's going to make me say it...

"I know what you're thinking and let me just say that I've practiced tantric sex for a number of years now... I can go for hours and hours..."

"Holy Fuck!"

"You'd better believe it." He said and he grabbed both of my hands and held them together above my head with one of his hands. "And if I tie you up... I can have my way with you until you go mad with desire..."

"Oh stop talking and prove it!" I half yelled, half laughed...

"Your wish is my command, Mistress..."

For the next two hours, he brought me to the brink of orgasm over and over again until I couldn't take it any longer and yelled out his name in a cry of desperation. Then he gave me two more orgasms before he allowed himself his own release. I know there has never been, nor will there ever be another time in my life when I would feel so thoroughly shagged, in the literal sense or not.

I layed on the bed unmoving; a soft moan emanating from me with the biggest shit eating grin I've ever possessed on my face... I'd died and gone to heaven...and the being lying beside me was God himself, because only God could be this friggin perfect.

"I'm gathering by the look on your face, that you've enjoyed your time with me tonight."

I couldn't speak, so I just nodded my head slowly. He softly laughed as he moved closer to my side.

"I must admit, it's been quite some time since I've enjoyed myself so much. I think we should do this again... soon."

"You can't be serious..." I said turning my face towards him. "I can barely move, let alone do that again. I don't know how I'm going to leave here tonight."

"Then don't..."

That's a possibility I suppose...

"How are you able to move after everything you've just done?"

"These abs aren't just for show you know." He said through his soft laughter. He reached up and wiped the errant few pieces of hair away from my sweaty face. "Stick with me and you'll have abs of steel too."

"Huh, it's not my abs I'm worried about." I said wiggling my eyebrows.

"How about you call your friends and let them know you'll see them in the morning and I'll be back in a minute; I think I know just what you need."

"Oh, you've proven that many times already, I believe you."

With a smile on his face he turned away from me and swung his legs to the floor on his side of the bed... and that's when I saw it. He had a tattoo...

"How come I'm only just seeing that now?"


"That..." I said pointing to his backside.

A mischievous grin spread across his face as he contemplated telling me about his tattoo. "Maybe one day I'll tell you all about it." With that, he walked out of the bedroom. I was so exhausted I didn't know if I would be able to move any time soon, and I was most certainly too tired to nag him into telling me more...

Where in the hell is my phone? I thought to myself as I layed in amongst the soft sheets and blankets.

"Need this?" Dimitri said from the doorway and holding up my phone.


"You haven't moved, would you like me to dial for you too?"

"Oh, I think I can manage that small task."

Dimitri walked over to me smiling like the cat that ate the canary, while making no effort to hide the fact that he was looking at my naked body as if he was choosing which part to eat next. I think he was rather proud of the fact that he'd rendered my body inert; after all, I was still in the same position I'd been in for the last five minutes. "Be quick..." he said placing my phone in my hand and then leaving the room once more. I quickly rang Lissa who answered the phone in a voice thick with sleep.

"Nice to know you're sitting up worried for my safety bitch..." I said with just a hint of humour.

"Well I didn't think you'd be calling anytime tonight. Does that mean you struck out and are on your way home?"

"No, it means I needed a friggin rest for five minutes and I thought I'd use the time to let you know I won't be home until tomorrow..."

"You mean... you've been at it all this time?"

"Yes... he's... spoiled me for all other men. He practises tantric sex... and he's really good at it too..." As tired as she was, she couldn't help but squeal in my ear. "I have to go, I think we're about to start round five... or is it six... oh hell, I've lost count. He may have to deliver me home in a shovel! I'll see you tomorrow."

"Ask him if he has a friend." She yelled as I hung up the phone. I let my eyes close as my hand fell back to the bed. I smiled when I felt a finger softly drag its way up my body.

"Ready..." he asked in his sexy, deep voice. I opened my eyes to see him

"That depends on what you've got in store for me." With only a smile as an answer, he bent down and picked me up in his arms. It didn't escape my notice that he was standing before me in all of his unclothed glory... and he was most definitely glorious! A minute later he walked me into the bathroom which was like no other bathroom I'd ever been into before. It was massive! Floor to ceiling white tiles that had a winding ribbon of mosaic tiles that snaked their way around the room at head height; all in pink pearl and different shades of reds and burgundy; like a ribbon of blood. To the far corner of the right of the room sat a huge Jacuzzi which was currently bubbling away with a dozen tea-light candles around the edge. But I couldn't help but wonder about the oddly shaped leather lounge that sat in the centre of the large bathroom.

"That's an interesting piece of furniture." I commented. It was blood red and shaped in a wave design that seemed to mirror the tiles on the walls.

"Yes... it is. Maybe I'll introduce you to its uses before you leave. But before that, I thought you might enjoy this."

"I think you might be right."

I thought he was going to put me down, but he didn't. With me still cradled in his strong arms, he slowly walked up the three small steps that took us up to the edge of the Jacuzzi and then he stepped in and lowered us both into the bubbling water.

Dimitri positioned himself against the edge with me on his lap. "Having fun?" He asked.

"Like I've never had before."

"Well, that's good to know."

"I'll tell you what I do know... it's going to be awfully hard to paint you next week now; it was hard enough tonight, I'm sure you noticed the effect you were having on me."

"Oh, just a little, but I wouldn't worry about next week just now, how about we keep our minds on the here and now." He distracted me once again by running his nose up my neck and behind my ear... It's like he just flicked a switch and turned me on; a switch I didn't even know was wired into my body, how the hell he found it so fast is beyond me. But as he did before, he brought me to the edge and then stopped.

"You're so mean..." I whined in protest.

"You say that now but you know the best is yet to come." He turned me around so that my back was flush against his chest and I was sitting in between his legs. "Close your eyes."

I did as I was told because yes... I knew the best was yet to come... and cum I did – two more times before he finally let me go to sleep. This God amongst men was insatiable and I loved every second of it.

The next morning I surfaced from the fog of sex, sleep and the best dreams I'd ever had with a smile on my face. I felt something tickle my side and I opened my eyes to see the dreams really were real. He was even more stunning in the light of the morning sun.

"Good morning, how did you sleep?" he asked with a soft smile on his lips.

"Wonderfully." I said as I exhaled a large yet contented sigh. "Though I must say that I'm a little hesitant to move just yet, I'm afraid of what's going to hurt."

He laughed freely as his fingers kept up their exploration of my naked body. With the way he seemed to be unable to keep his hands off me, anyone would think that he'd never touched me before whereas in actual fact; he'd touched me in places that had never been touched before... and God help me, but I wanted them touched again.

"I could always give you a massage if you want."

Mmm, yes please... "You're full of surprises, aren't you?"

"Oh, I have only just skimmed the surface of my bag of tricks; it's up to you if you want to see what else I'm capable of."

I'm never going to leave...

"About that red wavy lounge in the bathroom... You said you'd show me its uses before I left."

"How about we save that for next time... I think I've put your body through enough for 24 hours."

Next time... I like the sound of that. What I didn't like to think about though was the fact that if that chair was in there to have fun on, how many people were currently having fun on it.

"What's on your mind Rose?" I turned my head around to look at him with confused eyes; how did he know that I was trying to wrap my head around his... toys. "I learnt a lot about you and your body last night Rose, I can tell you're thinking way too hard about something."

I didn't know if I should tell him or not... Would he think me clingy?

"I know I probably should have asked you this last night, but... is there... anyone else... in your life I mean?"

"No, there is no-one else in my life. I may follow a way of life that most people associate with orgies and promiscuity but I'm a firm believer in monogamy. Tantra is not only about sex but about connecting with another person on a much deeper level through every facet of life; sex is just one part of it."

Oh, he's too good to be true. If we hadn't done all the things we did last night, I'd say he was gay... Surely no heterosexual guy is this in touch with his feelings... especially not one that looks like Dimitri.

After our relaxing spa bath, we finally dressed and ate breakfast, my brain constantly on how that chair could be so much fun. Then he drove me to the apartment that I shared with my two best friends. I desperately wanted to see him again and soon, but I didn't want to come across as clingy. So I said goodbye after a lingering, sizzling kiss and jumped out of his truck.

"So, if I don't see you before, I'll see you again next Friday night." I said standing at his open window.

"I'd definitely like to see you again before then Rose. How about I meet you and your friends for coffee..." he said smiling.

"Coffee...? I think 'coffee' is the last thing you'll be sharing with my friends Mr Belikov."

I smiled wide as I listened to him laughing.

"I was thinking more along the lines of the second best coffee around, you know, the stuff they serve at Starbucks. The best is only found at my place and I reserve the best for the best."

Nodding and biting my bottom lip, I turned and started to walk towards my building.

"Oh Rose, I forgot to give you something." He said calling me back to him.

"And what was that?" He didn't answer me with words, just a smile and a wiggling finger that pulled at an invisible string that connected my body to his will... I moved closer and closer to him until I had my head inside his window. His hands gently held either side of my face and his lips formed an inescapable barrier around our hungry tongues. I had to pull back slightly before I suffocated and that wouldn't do as I still had to experience the wonders of the red wavy chair in his bathroom... I'd made a vow not to die before finding out its secrets.

"I'll be back in three hours." He said against my lips. "Now go before I drag you back to my place and render your legs useless again."

Oh God help me... I thought as I shamelessly whimpered into his mouth.

Walking back into my building, I smiled at the thought that from now on, my life would never be the same... first up, he said 'next time'... Then I suppose I had to thank my two best friends for setting the wheels in motion for the best sex I'd ever had in my life and would hopefully experience on a regular basis. I knew the smile that was now plastered across my face would be there for quite some time yet...

Going up in the elevator to my floor, I wondered if I could possibly merge my now two favourite things in the world... drawing and tantric sex!

At least now I knew someone who might like to explore the possibilities...