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“My hair is still wet.” “It will dry on the way.”
“Come here.” I pin her against the wall and steal a long, violent kiss. She sighs as I bite into her lip.
“Saved by the bell,” she gulps. “Good to see your wit is still intact.”
“We have five minutes tops.” “Andrei… I…” “What?” Those ocean-blue eyes sparkle up at me. “Nothing.”
She grabs my collar and we start kissing. At first, her lips are soft, but the harder I thrust into her, the more desperately she kisses me back. By the time I’ve unbuckled my belt, she’s biting onto my tongue.
“Hush now, angel,” I growl, hiking up her skirt. “This car isn’t soundproof. And no one else is allowed to hear you scream.”
“What—” I place my hand over her mouth and shove my cock into her wet pussy. She lurches, and a loud cry crashes into my palm. “You feel so fucking good, little deer.”
pound her on the stretched-out leather seats. The harder I thrust, the louder her muffled cries become. But I hold her down. “Bite into my palm, angel. Draw blood. Anything to keep ...
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Her sharp teeth dig into my palm and I let out a deep groan. “Just like that, l...
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“Open that pretty mouth for me,” I roar.
pull my cock out of her pussy. She starts to cry out, but when I shove my dick down her throat, there’s no room for anything else. “Take it all,” I pant, exploding into her. “Every last drop.”
Her lips drip with saliva and cum. But I place my finger on the bottom of her chin and lead her mouth shut. “Swallow, angel.” That’s exactly what she does. And then only one thought fills my satisfied mind. Fucking hell. I think I might be in love.
I can still taste his cum on my tongue. But that’s not what occupies my mind as we sit on the patio of a beautiful downtown restaurant. Instead, I keep thinking the same thing over and over again. He’s buying it.
He was oddly sweet. Hell, he gifted me a fucking building and then practically proposed. But all that only made the magnitude of my situation that much more damning.
Part of me is falling for this man, but every other instinct in my body is yelling the same thing. Run! “Sorry, it’s really good. I’m… I think I’m just still tired.”
“It’s alright. I’ll take you back up north this afternoon and let you sleep it off,” he says, almost reading my mind. “But don’t worry, I won’t leave you again. The work I need to do can be done from my office there.”
“Don’t say that. I’ll get whatever textbooks you need at the mansion.” “Textbooks aren’t enough these days,”
“Everything I needed was on my computer, but it was lost when my apartment burned down. My application essay. My portfolio. CAD drawings, sketches, and diagrams…” “You didn’t back any of that stuff up online?” I shake my head. “It costs money to have access to that much storage space, and that was money I didn’t have.”
“Well, I have plenty of money. I’ll get you a new computer and whatever else you need. You have a dream, Natalya. That’s a special gift. Most people don’t know what they want to do. You do. I admire that.”
“Why would you help me like that?” I ask, confused. “Just to keep me busy? I heard you yesterday, Andrei. It doesn’t sound like you want me to be anything but your wife.” “Then you weren’t listening very carefully,”
“Because I’ve been saying the same thing since we first met. I want you to reach your fullest potential. I want you to be satisfied. And that’s not just in bed.”
“You’d support my dreams?” “In ever...
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“I… well, everyone wants to build skyscrapers and palaces…” “You don’t?” “No. I do. But I also want to build shelters and orphanages and affordable housing. But not in a stereotypical way…” “What do you mean?”
“Well… usually, places that are used to shelter the less fortunate are rundown and simply re-purposed to help the only people who can’t refuse them anymore. I… I’m sick of that. I want to make something from scratch. Something beautiful for people who are struggling. Something that proves to them that they are worthy of the effort. Something built for them. I don’t know… it sounds stupid, but…” “No, it doesn’t sound stupid,”
sounds beautiful. I can’t wait to see what yo...
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Andrei nods. “I understand.”
Lifting his hand, he gestures for a waiter.
“Yes, sir?” “I’m picking up everyone’s tab, please clear out the restaurant.” The waiter is just as shell-shocked by the request as I am. “Andrei, you don’t—” “...
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Sometimes, I like to use honey to catch my bees.”
do. I understand. But it’s not your business anymore. I’ve decided to buy it.” “You… you want to buy this restaurant?” “I am buying it. And I think you’ll gladly agree to the price. Here, write down your email.”
“And this is for you,” Andrei says, handing the second half of his wad to the stunned waiter. “Finish up here with us then take the rest of the day off.”
He owns me. My body. My mind. My soul. If it wasn’t obvious before, it is now. It’s also finally clear to me that he really does own everything else in this town too.
“Can I help you with anything?” He flops on the couch. “Funny you should ask. I’ve been having a shit day.” “And you want me to make it better?” He smiles. “You already have.”
He undoes the top few buttons of his dress shirt, revealing his powerful, tattooed chest. Oh, yeah. That.
dimples come out. That too, I guess. “If I didn’t know any better, I’d say you liked me,” he teases, dragging his belt from his waist. “You’re not giving me much of a choice,”
There’s no denying I’ve fallen for this man, and that’s the most frustrating part. Do I give into his demands and throw away my life, or do I reje...
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“If it’s any consolation, I like you right back,” he grins. “I’d hope so, with a proposal like the one you gave me.”
“Not a proposal, little deer. A promise. You keep on this path, and I’ll give you more than just that ring. I’ll give you the world.”
“I’m happy with the computer.” “And t...
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“And the building.” “Good. Now make me happy.” “My presence isn’t enough?”
It always is, but I think I need something extra special right now.”
“What did you have in mind?”
“Remember when I made you strip over and over again until you got it right?”
“Yes.” “Well, you never got it right, did you?” “You want me to strip for you ag...
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“I… I don’t think I’m in the mood.” He stands up. “Well, I am.”
“Andrei, I—" “Would it make you more comfortable if I started?” The question catches me off guard. “You’re going to strip too?” “Someone has to show you how it’s done.”
“I’m not exactly wearing stripper clothes,” I note. “So go change.”
“Fine,” I huff, trying to hide my excitement. Why does he always have such an easy time winning me over?
An O-ring cut-out tie. Backless. Shit, it’s practically a bikini. Andrei visibly stiffens when I return in my new outfit. “That’s more like it.” “Are you sure?”
“There isn’t much to take off.” “Then I’ll take another turn first.”
