From Russia, With Love...Part 3

The next night, he was at her house again and the two of them found themselves lying in bed…in their underwear.
“I dunno if I can do it anymore, Vladimir. I have been without sex for months and I want you more than ever.” He rolled over onto his side and looked into her eyes.
“I know what you mean. I feel every day like I need you more and more, but I don’t want to push things. I want to see if we can wait until I move back here.” Her brown eyes sparkled as he leaned forward and kissed her.
“I’ll see if I can manage,” she admitted.
“You know what I really miss?”
“What?” He ran his hand over her hip.
“Your mouth on my cock.” He moved his mouth closer to her ear and began to nibble it softly.
“Damn….I miss that too….” He pulled her closer and then somehow felt one of her ass cheeks in his hand and then one of her legs wrapped around his hip. Without thinking, he pushed his cock against her pussy and then rolled on top of her. He began to kiss her neck. “Vladimir…Vladimir…” she moaned softly as she dug her nails into his back. He pulled his head back.
“We can’t do this.”
“No…we really can’t.” Again, they moved apart, but just like the other night, a few minutes later they were together again. He was on top of her with his hands deep in her hair. She grabbed his face and they kissed wildly. Her mouth was so hot and tempting and he felt as if he needed more. He felt like he could not stop kissing her, but he pulled away before it turned into more. She was breathing heavily and sweating. “That was probably a good idea,” she said to him. Again, he was insanely hard and the fact that she could not satisfy him both killed him and pissed him off.
“There is so much I need to say to you…”
“What is it?” She sat up next to him, and he turned toward her and wrapped his arm around her waist. He ran his hand up and down her back and stared deeply into her eyes.
“I honestly Renae do not know if you think about me half as much as I think about you. It is part of the reason I was so angry with you. It was because I have always needed you so much next to me and to be a part of me but I feel like without me you would be okay. Now that I am working with my therapist I am not angry anymore and I realize it is wrong to be angry about that but I still feel like…your life would be fine without me in it. For past almost year I have not lived, I have existed. Only for the past weeks have I started to feel alive again. I feel a bit like Vladimir needs a Renae, but Renae doesn’t need a Vladimir.”
“I used to need you,” she replied, “until you stabbed me in the back. After that I had to learn how to live on my own. I started raising a little boy pretty much on my own and I learned to be happy with just me. I want you in my life and there is a hole where you used to be. And yes, I do feel a bit empty, but to be brutally honest…I am a little leery about ‘needing’ you again. At least for now.”
“Will you ever forgive me?”
“Yes. I have forgiven you. I have, in fact, fallen in love with you all over again. But you just need to give me time to process this. You raped me.” He felt himself break at the mention of the ‘r-word’, and he grabbed her tightly and burst out into tears. He cried harder than he ever had.
“I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I’m fucking sorry.” She wrapped her arms around him.
“Vladimir…I have forgiven you.” He continued crying and squeezing her close to him.

Two weeks later, Vladimir had had a sudden idea pop into his head, and he decided to spring it by Dr. Woodrow to get her approval.
“I am thinking of asking Renae to marry me again. I think maybe if we have second wedding…it will really show her that I want to start over and make things different than they were last time.” Dr. Woodrow nodded in approval.
“I do think that is a good idea. It’s a very, very good idea, in fact. Vladimir, you’ve come very far. I think very soon you will be ready to move back home.”
“Thank God….”