by Club, BWWM
“Your place? For a first date?” she asked with a smile and he nodded.
“I don’t really conform to the norm,” he said taking her hand in his.
“And what do you have in mind right now, Mr. Markovic?” Her voice was so low, almost a whisper. He smiled and pressed his lips into her hand.
“I am too much of a gentleman to tell you that,” he said as he looked into her eyes.
*****
Evgeni’s place was everything she imagined it to be. The black and white monochromatic color scheme blended perfectly with the black L-shaped couch in the living room. As soon as they walked into his house, she could not help but look around. Her place felt like a doll house compared to what she was standing in at that moment.
“I hope you like Italian,” he said as he led her to the dining room. A smile played on her lips. He had gone all out. The lighting in the dining room had been dimmed and there were candles on the table that had been set for two. There was soft music playing in the background, a perfect mood setter. She looked at him as he slipped an arm around her waist and led her to the table.
“Nice place you’ve got here,” she said in a soft voice as he pulled a chair out for her.
“Glad you approve.” He pulled the bottle out of the ice bucket in the middle of the table. “Hope you will like this. A business associate gave me this as a gift when he traveled to South Africa.”
He uncorked the bottle and poured two glasses of wine before handing her one.
“To new and unexplored territories,” he said in a soft voice. She raised her glass.
“Here, here,” she said before taking a sip.
Evgeni took a seat across from her as he took another sip of her wine.
“So, did you cook this or did you have someone do it for you?” she asked as she looked at the plate in front of her. It was still hot and it smelt divine. If she didn’t know any better, she could have sworn that there was someone else in the house apart from the two of them. “Plus, this food has been freshly plated and we only just came in.”
“The cooking was done by a chef friend of mine,” he started as he looked at her. “See, you are not the only one with connections.”
She smiled and shook her head.
“Clearly, I’m not,” she said.
“And his team did the plating and everything else before we got here. It is all about the coordination,” he went on.
“It seems that coordination is something you know a lot about,” she said as he looked at her.
“Well, it is something that I deal with on a daily basis.” He picked up his fork and smiled at her. “Bon apetit.”
She looked at her plate and shook her head.
“This…looks so beautiful,” she started as she looked down at her plate. “What am I looking at, exactly?”
“Seared beef fillet and orecchiette grazed with garlic,” he answered as he took a bite. “One of the best things you have ever tasted.”
She took a bite and closed her eyes.
“This is heavenly,” she exhaled.
“I told you so,” he said smiling.
Dinner was relatively quiet. The music playing in the background was all that she heard as she sat there eating as they looked at each other. She could feel her cheeks getting flushed, her palms sweating. She was not sure whether it was the way he was looking at her or the fact that it had been so long since she last had been in the company of a man, any man outside an official setting.
“Dinner was lovely,” she said when they were finally done.
“I chose something that I hoped was worth your…grandeur,” he said as he pulled his seat from the table.
“My grandeur?” she asked raising an eyebrow over the other and he nodded.
“Yes, your grandeur.”
“You do realize that I am not royalty,” she said as she followed him to the living room and he nodded.
“Well, to me that is exactly what you are, Athena,” he said making her blush again.
They sat down in the living room and he looked at her.
“So, I have to ask, and it might sound a little cliché, but why is a woman like you still single?” he asked and she raised an eyebrow over the other.
“A woman like me?”
“Yes, a woman like you.”
“What is that supposed to mean, anyway?”
He shrugged.
“You are a smart, sexy woman. A jackpot in every sense of the word.” He took a sip of his wine. “Why are you a single woman? Are all the men in Virginia blind and stupid or am I just lucky?”
She forced out a smile.
“And what makes you think that I am single?” she asked.
“Well, it is quite simple really. You wouldn’t have agreed to come out with me if you had someone in your life,” he said.
She looked away and took another long sip of her wine.
“Well, I plead the fifth.”
This time it was Evgeni’s turn to let out a cynical laugh.
“You plead the fifth? You are not exactly at risk of self-incrimination or anything.”
“Well, that is what you think,” she said and he placed his glass on the table before taking her own.
“Let me ask you Athena,” he started as he placed her glass next to his own. “Do you really think that I could be turned off by anything you say to me?”
“I don’t know…I am not really sure.”
“What do you mean you don’t know?” Evgeni asked as he shifted his weight next to her.
“I…I have no….” she stammered as he moved even closer to where she was. He held her chin and smiled at her.
“Because if that is what you think, Athena, then there is definitely no point of me doing this,” he said before he leaned forward and brushed her lips with his. She closed her eyes and exhaled into his mouth as she felt his warm lips on hers. She could not really explain what she was feeling. It had been so long since she felt anything like that in a long time. It was like an awakening, a majestic burst of white hot energy inside her body. When he pulled away, she still had her eyes closed.
“Now I am sure that there is nothing you can tell me that would push me away,” he said as she opened her eyes to look at him.
“Nothing at all?” she asked him when she finally found her voice.
“Absolutely nothing.”
“But…but I’m damaged goods, Evgeni,” she whispered. “Too much baggage for anyone to…” he pressed his finger to her lips cutting her sentence short.
“Everyone has baggage, Athena. Even I have my own,” he said in a soft voice. “And if what I have doesn’t push you away, then I don’t see what would make me want you any less than I do right now.”
“But I don’t know your secrets,” she whispered.
“Right now, we are talking about you. Right now, it is all about you.”
She shook her head again and stood up. It was too soon for her, it was too soon to start over.
“What was I even thinking?” she wondered as she pulled away from him and stood up. She looked at him and shrugged. “This was not a good idea…this…all this…” she started before she began walking towards the door. Evgeni stood up and walked up to the door before she could open it.
“Athena,” he said in a soft voice, his hand on the door. He was standing behind her and he was so close that she could feel his warm breath on her neck. “You have me…smitten, Athena. Give me a chance.” He moved even closer to her and she could almost feel his crotch against her well rounded ass. “That is all I ask, Athena. Just one chance.”
Chapter 6
Athena closed her eyes as she felt Evgeni gently sweeping her hair to one side of her neck before he slowly pulled down her zipper. She waited to feel him pulling her dress off but he never did. He held her shoulder and planted a soft kiss at the base of her neck before he slowly trailed his kiss down her spine to her waist before he did the very same thing on the way up. He pressed his body against hers, pinning her against the door and she ga
sped. She closed her eyes as he kissed her shoulder and then her neck and then her cheek.
“Do you feel how much I want you?” he asked in a soft voice and she nodded. “Can you feel how much I need you right now?”
“Yes, I can,” she whispered.
He ran his hands down the sides of her body gently brushing against her breasts, making her shiver. She sighed when she felt him pushing her dress past her hips leaving her in matching black satin and lace underwear. He took a step back and looked at her, his eyes slowly running down her body, savoring every succulent curve.
“Turn around, Athena,” he commanded. “I want to look at you.”
She did as he asked and he gasped silently when he saw her breasts pushing against her bra. He wanted to rip it off her body, to caress her, to own her. He held out his hand and she placed her own in his before he pulled her towards him causing her to step out of the dress that had gathered around her feet. She looked up at him and he put his hands on either side of her waist. He leaned in and kissed her softly before he pulled away.
“I’ll let you in on a secret no one else knows, Athena,” he started as he caressed her hair. “It’s been long for me too and honestly…” his voice trailed off as he sighed. “I am afraid of letting you down.” He pressed his forehead into hers and sighed again. “I don’t want to let you down and God knows I want you, Athena, with every fiber of my being.”
He pulled away and looked at her.
“Tell me if you want me to stop,” he said.
Athena shook her head. She was standing in front of him in nothing but her underwear and he was asking her if she wanted him to stop at that very moment? He had to be kidding.
“Athena, I am not going to do anything you don’t want me to, baby,” he said again. He slowly brought his hand up and held the back of her neck. She looked at him and took a step forward.
“The light…please turn it off,” she begged but he shook his head.
“I want to look at you.” He took her hands in his and kissed them softly. “I want to see you.” He pulled her close and kissed her cheek. “I want to see every perfect curve.” He gently lowered his head and kissed her deeply. She was almost breathless by the time he pulled away.
“Take me,” she whispered. “Take me right now.”
A smile played on his lips as he brought his head down and kissed her softly. She held a lock of his hair as he pressed his lips against hers. She was moaning and exhaling into his mouth, yearning to feel more of him against her, inside her, all over her. She was panting by the time he pulled away from her. He took her hand and she stepped out of the dress that had gathered around her feet before he led her to the bedroom. She did not even notice the well decorated interiors as she walked down the hallway. When they got to the bedroom, Evgeni turned around and looked into her eyes as he began to slowly unbutton his shirt. She could not help but notice just how relaxed he seemed. For someone who had not been intimate for a long time, he showed extreme control. By the time he finally undid his last button, she had her hands on his chest. She was looking right into his eyes as she gently slid the shirt off his shoulders.
There was a little resistance from Evgeni as the shirt slid off his shoulders but she did not really care. She ran her hand down his chest and sighed silently when she felt scarring on his tattooed skin. She had a million questions at the time but she knew that was not the best time to ask them. She gently held the side of his face and kissed him softly as her hand got down to his waist and began unbuckling his belt. She pulled away from him as she slowly pulled his zipper down.
“Athena…” he whispered as she pushed his pants down revealing the bulge safely concealed in his boxer shorts. He pulled her closer to him and kissed her before he turned her around, holding her against him. “You are so sexy,” he said in whisper. “So damn sexy.” He kissed her shoulder and then trailed his lips across to her other shoulder.
It was like having a surge of white hot energy just by having his lips against her skin. She gasped silently when she felt him undoing the clasp on her bra leaving her tits to fall free. He kissed her shoulder again as one of his hand slowly came round to her front and cupped a feel of her soft left mound. She closed her eyes and leaned against his shoulder as he caressed her and kneaded her. His other hand was slowly making its way downwards to slip it into the flimsy fabric of her panties. She bit her lower lip and gasped when she felt his fingers gently caressing her already wet slit. She loved the way he was running his fingers up and down her wetness soaking her crotch more and more.
“I have to have you,” Evgeni suddenly whispered as he pushed her panties off. She turned around to look at him as he gently pushed her down on the bed. She slowly moved back on the bed as she watched him taking off his boxer shorts. At that moment, she realized that he was harder and thicker than she had been led to believe by the way he had been pressing against her ass. Her heart was racing as he climbed on the bed. It was not that she had never had someone that big, it was the fact that it had been so long, she was afraid it would hurt more than it would please her.
“Go slow,” Athena begged.
“I wouldn’t go any other way,” whispered Evgeni as he kissed her softly. He was hovering his body over hers, kissing her, his hands running wildly all over her body. She was breathing softly as he kissed her shoulder, her neck and pressed his pelvis against hers. She shivered under him when she felt his cock brushing against her wetness. He trailed his lips down her neck and then her shoulder before he took in one of her nipples. She exhaled loudly and held on to the bedding as he circled his tongue around her already hard nipple. He was giving her other breast equal attention from his flicking fingertips. She was arching her back and moaning as he adored her body with his mouth and tongue. Considering he had claimed that he had not been with anyone in a long time, she was surprised at how slow he was able to go, sustaining his skills until she shivered. She looked at up him as he pulled away and got a condom out of the top drawer of his nightstand. She was breathing hard and fast as she watched him rolling the latex onto his girth.
Evgeni gently pushed the head of his cock into her, making her wince. He pulled back gently and pushed back into her. She held on to him as he pushed himself into her and without even knowing it, she was digging her nails into his back. He began to slowly move in and out of her, stretching her out with every long stroke. He kissed her as he pulled out of her and then pushed back into her. She let out a gasp into his mouth as she felt his entire cock buried inside her. He pulled away from her lips and buried her head in his shoulder as he gently moved in and out of her. She was moaning and groaning as he worked his length deeper and deeper still. Until then, Athena had no idea she could take in so much of his length. It was miraculous to say the least. By this time, he was moving faster and fucking her deeper than she had ever had anyone go. She moaned and held on for dear life as he went on kissing on her neck and shoulder as his hips pummeled on her.
Athena moaned her disappointment when he suddenly pulled out of her. She looked at him as he pulled back and then lay on his side next to her. She then followed suit and turned to her side. She held on to the edge of the bed as he pushed himself inside her. In the spooning position they presently were in, he was so much deeper inside her than she ever thought possible. He filled his hand with her breast as he fucked her gently. He was kissing her shoulder softly as he worked his way in and out of her, harder with every thrust. She bit her lower lip when she felt her orgasm approaching. She could feel her pussy walls tightening on his length and she knew that it wouldn’t be long now. She suddenly gasped loudly as she felt her insides heating up, having so much force that his cock got expelled out of her.
“Shit…” Evgeni muttered before he shoved himself back into her making her shriek loudly. He intensified his thrusts and she was shivering.
“I’m going to cum again…I’m going to…” she warned before she felt herself exploding once more. It was like having a Fourth of July party r
ight inside her and he was loving every single moment of it. He suddenly gave her one last thrust and let out a loud cry.
“Vy prekrasny .... tak chertovski ideal'no,” he whispered as his almost limp cock slipped out of her pussy. She was panting as was he. She turned around and looked at him. His chest was heaving with every breath he took. He stretched out her arm and she lay her head on his chest.
“What was that?” she asked in an exhausted whisper.
“What was what?” Evgeni’s voice was hoarse probably because of his exhaustion.
“You said something in Russian.”
“I did.” He looked at her and planted a kiss on her forehead. “I said that you were… are…fucking perfect.”
She smiled and ran a finger down his chest.
“You are not so bad yourself,” she said and he forced out a laugh.
“Not so bad, huh?” he said and she nodded.
“I mean, I can’t really be the best judge of…character,” she waved her hand over his chest.
“So, that’s what you are going to call me now, character?”
“For lack of a better word.”
He kissed her forehead again and then lowered his head to brush her lips with his. She looked into his eyes when he pulled away as she ran her fingers down his chest again, tracing over his scars.
“You want to ask about it, don’t you?” Evgeni suddenly said as if he was reading her mind. She nodded and ran her hand down his chest again. “I want to tell you because I want to have you with me forever…for the rest of my life.” And she frowned.
“But isn’t it too soon to make that decision?”
“Why would you say that?” he asked and she shrugged.
“I am simple old me and you are this hot man of Eastern European descent who has everything…and can have any woman he wants and…” her voice trailed off.
“Why do you think I wanted you?” Evgeni asked as he ran his hand up and down her upper arm. She looked at him and shrugged again.
“Path of least resistance, I guess.”
He pulled away and looked down at her shaking his head.
