"But... how?"
"As I said, I can just feel you. Your gaze is like a gentle loving caress against my naked skin. But if you are within six to ten feet or so of me then I can smell your aftershave. And if the wind is blowing a certain way, then I can smell you from even farther away than that. So, I always know when you are nearby. I just have this built in, for a lack of a better term, alert, or radar system for when you are anywhere around me. When you pop up out of nowhere there is a shiver that runs down my spine. But it is not a shiver of fear or worry, but one of love, desire, and passion. I can also feel the heat of your gaze on me when you are watching me. Your gaze is like a caress against my overly sensitive skin. One that only your presence can give me." I shrugged again.
(DPOV)
Then she grinned devilishly. "I even feel it every single time that your eyes drift down my spine to my ass too. It feels like the tips of your fingers running down my spine and over the curve of my ass."
I was shocked, really and truly shocked to hear all of this. Not only because she knew when I watched her, or because she felt my eyes on her. But also, because my eyes had drifted to that amazing zhopa of hers a lot, like a lot a lot. And she had always known when they did apparently, which is a-maz-ing. What a really and truly amazing woman that my soul mate is. And I REALLY love the fact that she can feel my eyes on her body just as if I was running my hands along her skin. (ass)
I reached up and gently ran the very tips of my fingers down her spine and then over the curve of that completely bitable zhopa of hers. "Did it feel anything like this Roza?" I whispered. (ass)
She leaned her head back exposing her neck to me, to which I took total and complete advantage of, and moaned deeply.
"Yessss." She moaned again, even deeper, and louder this time, as she pushed her zhopa back into my hand as I caressed that breathtaking zhopa of hers that I love sooo much. (ass, ass)
Removing my lips from her neck I informed her in an almost whisper. "Amazing, you are simply amazing lyubov' moya." (my love)
"Thank you." She replied breathlessly.
We continued to make out for a while before once again regaining control of our desire for each other. Which is getting more and more difficult each time. "Does it make you angry when I look at your zhopa detka?" (ass, baby)
She laughed. "No, but if you were paying very close attention. When you stare at my zhopa I usually arch my back, bend over even ever so slightly, and or intentionally sway my hips just a little bit more." (ass)
"Oh detka, I definitely noticed you doing all of that, but I never knew why until just now. I thought that maybe you were just stretching. I did hope however that you weren't trying to catch someone else's eye." (baby)
(RPOV)
I smiled at him, as he nuzzled our noses together in another Eskimo kiss. Before actually kissing the tip of my nose, my forehead, both of my cheeks and finally at long last my lips once again.
"I never want any man's eyes on me but yours lyubov' moy." (my love)
"I definitely think that I can handle being the only man who is allowed to have his eyes on you." He grinned at me.
"Especially my ass." I whispered in his ear, which made him shiver slightly.
(DPOV)
"Oh yes, most especially your truly amazing zhopa detka." I bit my bottom lip, to keep myself from biting that amazing zhopa of hers, as my hand continued to caress that very amazing zhopa of hers. (ass, baby, ass, ass)
"Sooo, you plan to take a bath and not a shower?" I asked as sooo many fantasies of her ran through my mind like a marathon.
"Well, I usually take a bath after our training on Saturdays, so that I can soak my sore muscles. Of course, I also usually fall asleep and dream about you when I do that."
(RPOV)
"Oh really? And just what do you dream about me exactly detka?" He asked as he ran his hand over my hip down my leg and back up over and over again. I moaned as he pinched my ass and gently bit my collar bone at the very same time. (baby)
I felt the heat in my cheeks, so I knew that I was blushing. As I prepared myself to explain the repetitive dream that I have had in my soak every week since I met him, to him.
As I tried to get my blushing back under control, I just hoped that he liked my dream. Maybe even enough so that we could make it into a reality someday very very very soon.
"I dreamed that you somehow got into my room after one of our Saturday training sessions. And that you came into the bathroom while I was still in the tub. I was laying back in the tub with my eyes closed and a towel rolled up behind my neck with my hair pinned up on top of my head. But when I heard you walk in; I opened my eyes, and you would lock our eyes together. Then without saying a single solitary word, you would strip down to your sexy short boxer briefs. But you always made sure to hang your duster up on the back of the bathroom door."
I ran my hand over his zhopa a few times before allowing my fingers to clench around that round firm amazing zhopa of his. He has the single best zhopa that I have ever seen. Even on human male models, actors, or sports figures. (ass, ass, ass)
'None of the wrestlers, that I watch on television all the time, even have an zhopa as amazing as my man does.' I thought to myself with an amused and prideful smile on my face. (ass)
(DPOV)
"Then you would kneel down in the floor next to the tub and take my sponge from the side of the tub. Reach into the water between my thighs you would wet the sponge without ever breaking eye contact with me. You would then brush the end of the sponge up against my already sopping wet, but not from the bath water, slit repeatedly before you brought it back up out of the water. With every stroke of that sponge against my pussy I would get wetter and wetter and my breathing more and more erratic. Then you would put some of my body wash on it and start running it over my arms, then my back and neck, my legs up to quite a bit higher than mid-thigh. Close enough to my core that you would brush the very tip of the sponge against my slit again and again actually with just a little bit more pressure with every stroke. And then you would drag it up over my chest and by this time we would both be breathing very hard and fast. But a few minutes after you began washing my chest you would get rid of the sponge entirely. And then..."
My God I was already soooo yeblya hard. (fucking)
"And then?" I asked in a breathless whisper.
"You ran your hands all over my body, as you finished washing me and then rinsed the soap away with your fingertips for a while. Until you lifted me out of the tub and cradled my soaking wet body against your naked chest. Then you sat me on my feet and dried me off very slowly and very very very meticulously and thoroughly. Of course, by the time that you finished drying me off with the towel I was soaking wet all over again, just not on my skin. I was so wet in fact that my wetness was dripping down my thighs." It was impossible for me to hold my moan in any longer.
She smiled, when she heard me moan, and then she continued telling me about her dream. Which to be honest sounded like heaven to me. "And then you would lift me in your arms the same way again and carry me here, to my bed. Where after taking my hair down and spreading it out over my pillow. You kissed, touched, licked, sucked, nipped, nibbled, and caressed every inch of my body with your hands, lips, tongue, and teeth. Inside and out. Before you would make love to me for hours and hours and hours on end, from the moment that you lay me down on my bed until we fell asleep in each other's arms actually. With you still buried deep inside me. From the moment that you walked into my bathroom until we feel asleep several hours had passed."
"Oh, Roza moya. Would it make you as happy as it would me if I did do that someday? Please, for the love of everything good and holy, say that it would." I was almost begging her breathlessly. (my)
"Which part?" Her husky voice asked as she licked her lips temptingly.
"All of it, every single yeblya part of it and more prekrasnaya boginya moya." (fucking, my beautiful goddess)
"Yes, that would make me very very VERY happy indeed." She answered as her hands gripped my biceps gently but enticingly as she pulled me even closer against her body. I could even feel her fingernails as they almost cut into my skin erotically. There was a small bite of pain mixed with an amazing amount of pleasure accompanying it. But I sure as ad did not mind that tiny bite of pain simply because there was just sooo much mind-blowing pleasure accompanying it. (hell)
"We will be making your dream into a reality one day VERY yeblya soon, I promise you that detka. But for today, we are coming out as a very happy, in love, and a very very very permanently committed to each other couple. As for your dream, we might make it come true at the ski lodge, maybe after we get back here to the academy. I don't know for sure exactly when or where we will be doing it. But I do know for an absolute fact that we most definitely will be doing it someday, hopefully someday very very very soon. And we will do it more than once in our lifetime together, hopefully at the very least once a week, I promise you that too detka." (fucking, baby, baby)
She smiled and as she did I saw her eyes darken still more with her desire. "I can't wait. Do you plan to make all of my dreams like that come true Mitya?"
"Every single solitary yeblya one of them detka." (fucking, baby)
"What about my fantasies lyubov' moy?" (my love)
"Da chert voz'mi, definitely those as well. A new one every single day, if at all possible, angel moya." (hell yes, my)
"Then I will have to make sure to return the favor and create even more fantasies for us to play around with." She said as she ran her hand up and down my chest temptingly over and over again.
I chuckled, "I can't wait for that either detka. I know that you have a very active and creative imagination so I can't wait to bring them all to life with you, angel moya. Now, go pick out and pack up whatever clothes it is that you want me to take to my room with me." (baby, my)
"Ok."
But I didn't actually let her get up anytime soon because instead I kissed her again. And when I did my mind and body got away from me just as hers got away from her.
The next thing that I became aware of is that we were having a repeat of our first hour in this bed, which was absolutely fine with me. We ground hard against each other until we both came calling out for each other. Thankfully, before I fell asleep, I had stripped down to my short boxer briefs in order to sleep more comfortably.
Eventually, after she almost drew blood from my shoulder as she bit down to keep from screaming when her climax hit. And I had to bury my head in her pillow, right next to her head, to drown out my own screams of elation as I came right along with her.
But eventually I did let her up from the bed, as I said several very fulfilling minutes later. So that she could gather her clothes and I could get back to her just as soon as 'humanly' yeblya possible. (fucking)
She chose three pair of jeans, three tops, three sets of workout clothes, a pair of running shoes, three pair of socks and then she winked at me and opened another drawer.
From that drawer she pulled out three satin and lace bras all in different colors and patterns, all with front closers, and right along with them also came the matching thongs. The first set were jet black satin with red lace scalloped trim with matching sheer lace over the entire cup of the bra. The second set was royal blue satin and royal purple lace trim and the third. And the third and final set was red and crimson tiger stripped satin also with thin scalloped black lace trim and matching fine sheer lace over the entire cups of the bra.
'Oh, my God!!! If that is what she is sending to my room, I can't yeblya wait to see what she's keeping here.' I thought to myself as she put it all in a tote bag zipped it closed and then handed it to me with a sexy smirk and another wink. (fucking)
But I did notice that she did not include any sleep wear in the clothes that she chose to send to my room. So, either she planned to sleep in some of my clothes, or she planned to sleep naked. Both of those ideas were without a doubt abso-yeblya-lutely fine with me of course. (fucking)
"Right, cold shower for me it is then." I said, which made her laugh at me.
"If just seeing my underwear, without me even being in it, turns you on so much that you need a cold shower. Then just you wait until we get to the ski lodge, and you get to see me in some more of it, maybe even out of some of it as well." She teased me as she ran the tip of her finger down the center of my chest over my sternum. Before sliding it into my shirt between two of the buttons and stroking my skin gently before pulling her hand out and then resuming her journey down my body. I groaned just as her fingers reached the snap on my pants and started playing with it teasing me unmercifully.
"Like I said milaya moya, you will most definitely be the death of me someday. But what a yeblya amazing, thrilling and so fulfilling way to go it will be lyubov' moya. Also, it isn't so much seeing your underwear that turns me on, as it is imagining you both in and out of it, detka." (my dearest, fucking, my love, baby)
Once again, she laughed at me. But not at me at me, more at my reactions and words than AT me. But this time as she laughed, she also ran her hands up my chest and around my neck where she scraped her nails over my promise mark. Which caused shivers of need, desire, love, and passion to quickly break out all over my body.
"O, chert voz'mi Roza moya, you really shouldn't do things like that if you really want me to leave this room anytime soon." (oh, holy fucking hell my Rose)
"Do you like that detka?" She whispered huskily with a teasing pucker to her lips. (baby)
"Yesss." I moaned into her ear.
"Just on your neck, or somewhere else as well?"