I opened my eyes and turned to the side of the bed. Dimitri wasn’t there and I heard silence. Shit where was he? I sat up still in the robe and opened the bedroom door. There were stairs directly in front of me and I took them looking around and listening to silence. I reached the bottom and jumped out of my skin.
“Harper.” I turned to him standing in the kitchen, cup in hand reading the paper.“You scared me.”“Sorry.” I walked over to him and he turned the kettle on. He was already dressed and I could eat him alive. Wearing a navy suit without a tie made his jaw line look ridiculous, could cut meat on that thing.“How do you like your coffee?”“White two sugars please. Do we have time?” He nodded, stirring my drink.“Of course, I’ll get to work when I get to work.” He placed a cup in front of me and I leaned over to look at the paper.“You aren’t going to be able to read that.” I was about to get very offended and then saw it wasn’t in English.“Oh. Can you teach me Russian?” He smiled as he washed his cup up.“Of course I would love to. It’s a fucking hard language though,” he chuckled and came over to me.“What’s wrong?” He asked, his eyes staring into my soul.“Nothing why?” I answered, way too quickly.“Something wrong I can tell. You’re not my feisty Harper.”“Since when?” I swallowed, looking up at him. Suddenly I felt shy.“Since I fucked you stupid,” he gently kissed my lips. Oh god. He was right but I didn’t know why. Since I stood up from his bed last night I had a funny feeling in my stomach.“I’m fine I promise. Let me get ready so you can go.”“No rush milaya,” he rubbed his thumb on my bottom lip. “Your first Russian lesson.”“What does it mean?” My heart was beating out of my chest.“It’s a pet name, like honey or darling.” He kissed me again and I slowly got up to get in the shower. My legs were like jelly.In the shower I was angry with myself. What was I doing? I was pushing this beautiful, sexy, do anything man for what? Because I was scared? I had honestly never felt this way about anyone before, apart from Adrian my arsehole ex. Maybe that’s what the problem was. I walked back into the bedroom to put my dress back on and he was sitting on the bed.“Come,” his voice was like treacle. I sat on the bed and he got up, went to his knees and pushed my legs open.“What are you doing?” My voice was trembling.“Cheering you up.”“You’re going to be late for work.” I pushed out as he traced my inner thigh with his finger.“I’m not. I’m the boss it doesn’t matter.”“Dimitri,” I breathed out as his tongue hit my clit. Grabbing both my thighs he pulled me forward as his tongue went inside of me. The feeling was like nothing else I’ve ever experienced and it made me whelp out loud.“Fuck,” I breathed out as his finger went to my clit. He moved his tongue at the same speed as his finger and I was gone, my pussy was aching for his dick again. I threw my head back and grabbed his head with both hands. Getting deeper his hand on my thigh got tighter and I jumped up. “Dimitri!” I shouted my orgasm coming back down. I fell back and I opened my eyes and saw him above me. Fuck this man!“Come on I’ll take you home.” He kissed the top of my nose as I got up. He stayed in the room as I put my dress back on. I stuffed my thong into my purse and he grabbed my hand and walked me out. I sat in his Bentley enjoying the view.“This is a nice car,” I said looking around.“Thanks, living in London means I don’t drive it often enough. Are you feeling better now?” I looked over at him as he started to drive. I nodded.“Where do you live?”“Kilburn,” I replied, still looking at him. I would have to thank Latisha tonight for pushing me to do this with Dimitri. I owed her my life at this point. He nodded, turning the car.“When I get close, give me directions,” his voice went rough again and it hurt in between my legs.“When can I see you again?” I was shocked at my own words. I never said anything like that, my few one night stands confirmed that.“Whenever you want. Are you working now?” His hand sat just above my knee.“Yeah my last night is Saturday.”“Sunday it is then. Let me take you out for lunch.” He rubbed his thumb on my leg, eyes never leaving the road.“Turn right,” I quickly said and he obliged. “Okay,” was all I could muster. I generally thought we were going to do the whole friends with benefits thing but wanting to take me out on a Sunday afternoon? Heaven.“This is me.” He pulled over and stopped outside my block of flats. It was nice,nothing like his but I loved it here. “Thank you for dropping me and for last night”. His hand came up to my face and he moved it slightly to look at him. Keeping his hand on my face he spoke.“You don’t have to be scared you know.”“Scared of what?”“Us. You deserve to be loved.” I moved my head back making his hand drop.“Alright Dr Phil.” He looked at me puzzled.“Sorry I’m being a bitch.”“I like it,” his mouth came to mine and he so quickly slid his tongue in and wiped my own tongue with his. Biting my bottom lip as his head moved back. My heart nearly jumped out of my chest. That was sexy as fuck and I was getting annoyed I had to leave him.“What time do you finish work?” He asked, I already had my hand on the passenger handle.“4am.”“I’ll call you at 5.” He started the ignition up and I got out of the car. As I got in front of my block I turned round, his car was gone. Going upstairs I flopped into bed, I started work at 7 and had some boring life admin to do. Also wanted a nap. Instead I laid on my bed thinking about last night and how I was blowing it. Big time. No man had ever treated me like Dimitri did. Strong, demanding but loving at the same time. He made my head spin and in between my legs ache. So why was I pushing him away? Why was I being a bitch? I always was, to the point that people didn’t expect anything different from me. My life experiences up until now made me this way. I had no other friends other than Latisha who put up with me. No man in my life that didn’t either hit me, lie or just want to fuck me. I had got to the point in my life where I felt that’s all I actually deserved. My job gave me confidence within my body but never my mind.Me and Latisha stood in our usual smoking area before we opened.“So you’re telling me, he took you to a super fancy restaurant, paid then fucked you so hard you squirted, let you stay, licked your pussy and dropped you home. And you were a bitch?” She had half a cigarette in her mouth with her arms crossed. She wasn’t happy.“Tish I don’t know what’s wrong with me.”“I don’t know what’s wrong with you. Why are you scared?”“Oh my god he said the exact same thing!” I threw my finished cigarette on the floor in annoyance.“Wow my man can pick up feelings as well, Jesus what’s the catch?”“There is no fucking catch!”“I’m so confused.” She threw her cigarette in the ashtray and moved my face to look up to her.“If you’re letting that fuck wad who you left six years ago effect the sex on legs that is Dimitri then you don’t even deserve him.” Ouch. Her face was like fire.“Why are you being horrible to me?” I had actual tears in my eyes but I knew she was right.“Because you’re being stub
I woke up again without Dimitri next to me. Had he gone home? I looked at my phone and it was eight. Maybe he had gone to work. I walked into my kitchen and saw him at the counter. Clearly helped himself to coffee and handed me one as I walked over.“Do you ever sleep?”“Not really.” He came to me and cupped my face in my hands, lightly kissing my lips he then picked up his jacket.“I have to go milaya,” I just nodded. “I’ll see you Sunday?” He put his jacket on and walked towards the door.“Yes definitely.” I stood up to walk him to the door and he pulled me close by my hips.“Can we pretend yesterday never happened?”“Yes,” I chuckled.“Apart from the bit where you bounced on my dick obviously,” he kissed my cheek. “I think that image will last me until Sunday.”“I’m glad.″ I threw my head back in laughter. That’s the Dimitri I knew and in between my legs throbbed. I grabbed his jacket and moved closer to him.“Do you have to go?” He sucked in a breath.“Milaya don’t do this to me.
I worked the rest of the week, I spoke to Latisha, her meeting with Lucy went well and she agreed Tish could leave immediately. She even gave her some holiday pay which was unheard of in our industry. I worked up until Saturday night, being the busiest. I took home a small fortune in tips and thought maybe I could pay for dinner with Dimitri. Not that he would let me. I spoke to him Friday night and we confirmed our plans for Sunday. I was taking him to a pub in London Bridge for a traditional Sunday dinner. I couldn’t wait to see him and get my hands on him.I dressed casual for our Sunday lunch date, a pair of jeans and off the shoulder jumper. I jumped on the tube to London bridge and as I exited the station there he stood. In all his glory, he was texting on his phone deep in thought and didn’t see me at first. He wore dark blue tracksuit bottoms and a long sleeve white t-shirt. I had never seen him slum it clothing wise but it really suited him. Fuck he could wear a bin bag and s
We were back at Dimitri’s a little before seven in the evening. I grabbed some stuff, clothes, underwear etc from mine and found a screwdriver. Yes, he was adamant and took my pole down in about five minutes. God knows what my neighbours thought as he walked past them with a stripper pole.“I’ve made some space for you. On the right hand side of the wardrobe.”“Oh knew I was going to say yes? Wait where is your wardrobe?” I had never got my tour of his house and knew where nothing was.“In there,” he pointed to a door closest to his bedroom door. I opened it and peaked in. Shit this man had a walk in closet. The left side was full of suits, one in every colour. I run my fingers over the material. They were fancy. In the middle where he’s slumming it clothes, jeans, tracksuit bottoms and the like. Above the wardrobe were shoes which travelled the whole square like wardrobe. I turned to my right and saw emptiness. That was for me then.I poked my head out and he was sitting on the bed f
Me and Latisha sat in the hospital waiting room. I was flicking through a magazine and she was biting half her hand off."Relax, it will be fine," I turned to her."I know, I know. Come on, tell me about Mr Dimitri, take my mind off it. What did he say when you said yes?""Good" She threw her head back in laughter."He said good?""Yep. Then went to sleep," I rolled my eyes."Do you see a future with him?" I thought about the question for a minute then turned back to her. "Yes hundred percent. I'm still trying to find out what's wrong with him.""Nothing. I can tell you now. Nothing.""Ms. Green?" A woman in scrubs called out. Latisha stood up at lightning speed and I followed closely behind."Hi Latisha I'm going to do your scan today please pop on the bed, roll your trousers down." Latisha did just that and the radiographer looked over at me."I'm her friend. Can I stay?" I asked."Of course. Take a seat. Right I'm going to put some cold jelly on your stomach and then find that baby
“Do I look alright?” Dimitri came into the living room, worry on his face.“Yes,″ he looked more than alright. A blue polo shirt and jeans that I wanted to rip off there and then.“I’m worrying.”“Why? It’s only dinner with Latisha and Graham.” I scoffed.“What if they don’t like me?” I stood up smiling, it still baffled me he had insecurities.“They will love you.” I put my hands on his shoulders. “Come on. We’re going to be late, do you want me to drive? Latisha bought you vodka”. He chuckled, handing me his keys.“I am not driving your Bentley,” his face was screwed up as he tried to guide me out the door.“Just drive it. It’s just a car”.I drove 10 miles an hour to Latisha’s house and knew we should have just walked. Knocking on the door I felt him shuffle behind me.“Will you relax.”“Hey!” Latisha shouted as she opened the door. Grabbing me into a cuddle as I stepped into her house.“Hello Mr Dimitri nice to see you again,” her cheeks must have been hurting how big her smile wa
Dimitri was working in his office. The door was shut as he was in a meeting but I could hear his voice faintly in the background. I had work tonight so I was laying on the sofa in my pyjamas. Flicking through the channels on his ridiculously unnecessarily huge TV. I landed on sky news and kept it there hoping I could see the weather.“News just in. Russian embassy workers Maxim Petrov and Dimitri Antonov’s trial has been scheduled for August the 18th.” My mind went fuzzy and I tried to shake it off. What the fuck did she just say? My hands shaking, I rewound the TV to hear her say it again. Suddenly a picture of Dimitri and another man came up on screen.“Dimitri!” I screamed. Nothing.“Both are charged with espionage and attempted murder after friend Alexander Chernyshevsky fell dangerously ill after dinner with the two men.”“Dimitri!!” I screamed even louder. I was standing up but had no idea how I got there. The study door opened and he looked at me.“What! Why the fuck are you sc
It was Stephen's last shift and he was doing wonders cheering me up. I had just finished in a private booth when he waved me over."Number four please!" He handed me a drink. I looked down and it was vodka. Straight. No ice. My stomach dropped as I walked over, my legs like jelly. As I got closer I saw it was him. At arm's length I put the drink down and turned."Harper.""No.""Please," I felt him behind me and he grabbed my arm. "Please let me explain, I’m sorry I,”"No!" I shouted at him. A few people turned around but the music was so loud not many people heard."We're done Dimitri. Done don't call me don't text me. Certainty don't come to my work.""You’re lying.""What like you? No I'm not." He grabbed my other arm and I flicked my head round. I saw him. Leon. He wasn't looking this way but I saw Stephen run towards him."Harper please don't do this. I need you," he was begging, his eyes were tired and bloodshot."Get off me Dimitri. If you needed me you would have told me. You