Scene: Dmitri & Rovanna
She was about to scream out loud, when she heard
"Shhhh!" Dmitri's voice. Thank God! 'Cause she was almost peeing her panties, well... figuratively speaking of course.
"Lord! Dmitri. Where you been since? I've been looking everywhere for you"
"I was waiting here for you. I knew you'd find me" he whispered, flicking on the lights.
She relaxed fully against his hold, tightening the duvet firmer around her chest
"um...about last night...I slept off so..." she trailed off, she licked her lips, suddenly nervous
"I painted you while you slept" Dmitri said with a knowing smile, guiding her to where the painting was, and then removing it's cover.
She gasped in surprise, not believing the image staring right back at her
"My god Dmitri...." She whispered, tears coming to her eyes
"Hey. Hey. Hey, what's wrong?" he asked worriedly
"This um..this isn't just a painting. This is...this is something else. My god, Wh...why didn't you tell me that you could paint? Even better than I could ever dream of doing. I mean, what the fuck are you even doing in art class? This is talent. Raw and simple. The female in the image doesn't even look like me. She's poised, and beautiful,and confident, even in her sleep. All the things that I'm not" she kept on whispering in shock, not seeming to find her voice. If someone didn't hit her, she wasn't going to know how to be able to stop talking.
The painting projected her as a dark beauty. Seduction in all its innocence. Like a temptress who didn't know she was out to tempt
"That is the way that I see you Rovanna. Womanly, lush, beautiful, you tempt me beyond reason, I've been seduced by your simplicity alone. Like a raging demon, it makes me think about coming back for more, possessing you further, until I can't think, until I get you to the point where you can't think as well, and keeping you there"
Her breaths were coming out in short uneven gasps, as liquid heat instantly pooled between her thighs. She'd had to press them together, to somehow stifle the ongoing onslaught of pleasure raging in within her, or maybe enhance it.
Her knees felt wobbly and weak, it was a miracle she could stand at all. And Christ! He wasn't even touching her. He was seducing her with mere words. Not that, that was all it took to seduce her, mind you, the hair had helped as well, along with the eyes...those eyes my god, the body, what little she'd seen of it, the face, those hands...what little they'd touch her
She had to mentally remind herself.
Don't close your eyes!
Don't bite your lips!
Don't throw your head back in wild abandon!
This is just a conversation, and these are just words!
Try not to dissolve into a liquid puddle of desire, at his feet, begging him to take you!
"So, you believe me now princess?" he asked, coming to hug her from behind, pretending as if he didn't know the havoc he'd just caused in her body's system. Jerk!
She turned around to face him, tip-toeing to kiss him, simply speechless
"Make love to me now Dmitri. Let me be your seductress" she whispered out, desperately trying not to sound all too eager. She wanted to be right for him. Do right by him. He'd shown her more attention than anyone...any guy, she amended thinking about her daughter, had ever shown her, not even her ex husband.
But she also didn't miss the irony of the fact that most likely, a thousand women at least, had asked him that same request
"But of course ma'am" he said smiling, capturing her lips with his again
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Scene: Dominikov & Vivienne
"So where are we going to?" Vivienne asked excitedly. She wouldn't stop staring at all the building they'd passed by
"Do you always ask this much questions Mrs Fitzman?" Dominikov asked, as he expertly drove their Ferrari into a parking lot
"Mrs?" she asked raising an eyebrow
"Yes. Mrs. We're married. You don't need to take my name since it's for just one year. Plus, I doubt you want to be addressed as Mrs. Machiavelli" he said smirked
"Yeah you're right I guess. Hmm. So, Mrs Fitzman it is. Now, where are we? Where is this place? Why're we in a private parking lot?"
"I guess we'll soon find out" he said, getting down from the car, and walking away, leaving her to either follow him or not. Jerk!
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Short Story"I swear to you, I won't stop until your legs are shaking, and the neighbors know my name..." Dominikov Machiavelli ~~~~~ Meet VIVIENNE FITZMAN, multi billionaire "well, let me introduce myself. I'm the bitch you try as much as possible to never f...
