Page 23 of My Russian Roommate

“Oh, I think you got me excited, little one,” I point down at my growing erection.

“Well, then I guess we need to fix that, don’t we?” she smiles.

I spin her around and prop her against the wet tiles, sliding into her from behind. We’ve been careful not to get her over-excited during her recovery, and being inside her again is like coming home. Her warm, tight walls wrapped around my cock is my home now.

She wears the same blue dress she wore on our first real date and laughs when she sees that we’re going back to One if by Land and says, “I guess I picked the right attire.”

“You always look amazing but I do love you in that sexy dress,” I reply, taking her hand and helping her out of the car. “If at any time, this becomes too much for you, tell me. I’ll pick you up and carry you back to the car.”

“Now, that would be a scene-stopper,” she smiles and squeezes my hand.

We’re seated quickly and she looks down at her menu, remembering her confusion from the last time we were here.

“Let me do the ordering. Same as last time?” I ask, taking the menu from her hands.

“That sounds good. Thank you,” she replies.

The service is excellent, and our food arrives quickly. We eat with very little conversation but exchange loving glances as I massage her thigh under the table with my free hand.

“This place really is romantic,” Leah says looking around at the candle-lit tables.

“I agree,” I grin.

“What’s that look about? Oh, I almost forgot. You said you had a surprise for me. What is it?”

“Listen, Leah, with everything that’ s happened, I’ve been doing some thinking and I made a decision.”

Her eyes grow wide. I realize that she’s expecting something bad but that couldn’t be further from the truth, so I lift her hand to my lips and kiss it gently.

“When we first met, I told you that I had other sources of income. Do you remember?”

“Yes,” she nods.

“Well, I also have a home back in Russia. It’s in the country where the air is clean and the people don’t have to worry about locking their doors.”

“Are you trying to tell me you’ve decided to leave and go back to Russia?” her eyes glisten and her voice shakes.

“Yes, but not in the way you’re thinking.” I take both of her hands in mine. “What happened to you made me even more certain that I want to protect and care for you for the rest of my life. I want you to come to Russia with me. I want you to feel safe and happy. I know you’ll feel safe there and I’ll do everything and anything to make you happy. Baby girl, will you marry me?”

She stares blankly for so long I wonder if I’ve literally left her speechless.

“Leah?”

“Yes, yes! Oh my god, yes!” she cries and throws her arms around me.

“There’s one more thing,” I reach into my pocket and pull out the tiny box. Her eyes light up when she sees the diamond sparkle in the candlelight.

“When did you do this?” she asks.

I smile, knowing that it’s time to come clean.

“I knew I loved you the moment I laid eyes on you. I picked out this ring the week we met. Didn’t I tell you I was going to take you to the country?”

“I love you, too. I think I always have,” she replies.

EPILOGUE

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