Chapter 9 - Want

Soundtrack: Anjulie - The Heat

Nef's POV

When I woke up the next morning the first thing I grabbed was a cup of coffee. I had been up late. Class and work at my internship today. Waking up at 7:00 am was hard after only a few hours of sleep but I was happy. When Sasha left last night both Jesse and Steph wanted to know every detail of the kisses I shared with Sasha.

They were addicting. I wanted to kiss him again. I wanted him to kiss me again. When I arrived at the office at 8:30 I was still smiling. I was happy and excited. At a little before 11 am I received a text message from Sasha that said have a good day. Since I had class until 9pm that night we wouldn't be able to see each other. With the game tomorrow we might only be able to see each other briefly. After the game I was driving to Baltimore to visit my family and would be there for the weekend. We had confessed our feelings for each other but we wouldn't actually have time to talk about it for the next few days. His parents were in town for a visit so he would be spending time with them.

To say my day was long was a bit of an understatement. By the time my class let out and I drove home from the University of Maryland Campus I was ready to collapse on my bed. When my phone rang I wanted to ignore it but I saw that it was Sasha. We talked about our day - work and practice. We were on the phone for about an hour before we both decided to get some sleep.

Jesse and I went to the game against the Hurricanes and arrived early enough to watch the guys take the warm up skate. I watched Sasha stretch and take practice shots. He turned to look for me and I stood and waved. I saw a smile cross his face and he puckered his lips at me. I blew him a kiss before I sat down.

"Okay, that was disgusting," Jesse said laughing.

The Caps ended up losing 4 - 2. I dropped Jesse off at our place before heading up to Baltimore. When I walked through the door leading from the garage to the kitchen I saw my parents sitting at the island counter. They had waited up to make sure that I got home safely.


Sasha's POV

We lost to the Hurricanes. After the game I picked up my parents and we headed back home. They were in town for another week. The had arrived the day we came back home from the New York and planing the Rangers. Nef had gone back to Baltimore for the weekend to spend time with her family so I would be able to see her until sometime next week. While she was in Baltimore we texted each other none stop both in English and Russian.

At breakfast one morning my mother asked me who I had been texting so feverishly. I told her that it was a friend and Ovie laughed. He had come for breakfast and to hang out. Nef had told me that she was going shopping with her mom and that she wanted my opinion on something. By late that afternoon the text messages that Nef was sending me turned to picture messages. She sent me pictures of her in dresses: long dresses, short dresses, dresses that showed off her leg, and dresses that highlighted her hour glass figure.

Oh sweet lord she had nice legs. I am a leg man and an ass man. I wanted her. I wanted her now. I was in the basement trying to play video games with Ovie but I kept picking up my phone every time it beeped with a new message. She started sending me pictures of her in business skirt suits and I'm pretty sure that I started drooling. She was looking for more clothes for work and a dress that she could wear to her parents' anniversary party that was happening in a few months. They were going to be celebrating their 27th wedding anniversary.

I told her to go with the dress that showed off her legs and to go with a dark blue skirt suit.

"Sashka, can you come here please?" I heard my mom call down to me.

"Yes, mom?" I went upstairs to the kitchen.

"What do you want for dinner," she asked.

"Whatever you feel like cooking is fine," I would have suggested that we all go out for dinner but she would have none of it. She wanted to cook for me. It was her way of me still being her little boy, even if I lived and worked in another country.

"Who is this friend?" she asked. I should have known she wouldn't leave it at just a friend.

"Someone I met about 2 months ago. We have been hanging out."

"A girl someone?"

"Yes, a girl someone. No you can't meet her yet. We just started talking and it's not serious," I told her cutting her off before she could ask anymore questions.

I'm 25 years old and she still wanted to know each and every one of my friends. She even tried to introduce me to girls that she thought would fit me and girls that she picked. I had been on more than one blind date at the hands of my mother. Nef and I had just told each other how we felt and I didn't want to rush anything. I wanted this to work out.

Later in the evening, after dinner, and after I had gone upstairs to my room I looked back at the pictures that Nef had sent to me. They were sexy. Subtle but sexy. I loved the subtle sexiness in women. I wondered what she looked like beneath her clothes. I wanted to touch her. I wanted to be with her in the most intimate way.

Geeze, when had I gotten so worked up? I don't think she had been trying to tease me or work me up but she had.


Nef's POV

It was Wednesday night before I was able to see Sasha again. We decided that we would have a very laid back movie night at my place. He brought The Hangover with him. In all this time I had yet to see this movie. We started out on the couch cuddled together. He sat on one section of the couch with one leg propped up on the couch and I sat between his legs leaning back against his chest.

To say that movie was hilarious was an understatement. I spent most of the movie clutching my sides laughing. Sasha spent a great deal of time with his arms wrapped around me, face buried in my shoulder, laughing.

When the movie ended he asked if we could watch some on the San Jose - St. Louis game. I turned it to NHL Center Ice and we sat there quiet watching the game. His fingers were gentle stroking up and down my arms. It was a light tickling sensation that gave me goosebumps. I shivered.

"Are you cold?" he asked leaning down until his lips were right next to my ear.

I could feel his warm breath against my skin and I shivered again.

"No, not cold."

No, I wasn't cold. I was shivering because of his teasing fingers stroking my arms. I was shivering because of his breathy whisper next to my ear. I was shivering because of his hard body being so close to mine. I shivered because of the strong masculine scent that was Sasha. Now that I didn't have the distraction of laughter I could notice just how well our bodies fit together as we cuddled on the couch.

I wanted him. I wanted his body. I wanted his body now.

"No? Not cold?" Sasha asked smiling.

I could hear the smile in his voice so I turned my head to look up at him. When I did his lips caught mine. As the kiss continued he turned me on his lap and I straddle him. His lips went from my mouth to my ear and then to my neck. It felt so good. The more his lips moved on my skin the more my hips seemed to thrust against his. I could feel him growing hard through the fabric of both of our sweatpants. My lips and tongue latched on to his neck and my hips continued to move back and forth against his erection. He whimpered deep in his throat and his hands gripped my hips.

We had gotten so wrapped up in one another that we didn't here the door when Steph and her boyfriend Terry come in from their date. Hearing Steph say "Hi Nef" was like being doused with a bucket of cold water. We pulled away from each other and turned to look at Steph.

We were both red faced at being caught yet again devouring each other. Steph and Terry went to Steph's room and Sasha and I said good night to each other.I could see his erection straining against his pants as he walked to the door.

"Drive home safely," I said.

"Sleep well," he told me as he left.

"Dammit Steph! Your timing sucks!" I yelled as I heard her giggling and Terry laughing.