“I … I was scared.” He dropped me onto the edge of his desk and I lifted my head to look into his eyes. “I don’t want anything to happen to you.” Running my hands down his chest, I rest my palm over his heart.
“Nothing will happen to me.”
“You’re not invincible, Andrei. Look what happened today.”
“That is business, babe. It’s like that. People want me dead.”
“How can you live like this?”
“I was born living like this. I told you my own father, well, the man who claimed to be my father, wanted me dead before I was even born.” He cupped my face. “I’m used to this and I know how to survive.”
I press a kiss against his palm. His thumb reached out, stroking across my bottom lip. Opening my lips, I suck his thumb into my mouth, staring into his eyes. He groaned. Sliding my hands down his body, I grab the belt buckle and tug it.
Andrei doesn’t do anything. He’s leaving me in charge and I take it. Opening the button, then the fly, I shove his trousers down his body and touch him through his boxer briefs. Andrei had been teaching me how to touch him to drive him wild. I knew what his body liked.
Pushing my hand beneath the boxers, I gave his length a squeeze, and he released a hiss. Slowly, I start to run my hand up and down his length, and now Andrei, not satisfied, grabs my shirt and tugs it open.
Buttons flew all over the place and his hands go to my breasts, cupping the mounds. “Fuck me, you’re beautiful.”
His mouth goes to my tits, kissing each curve, before he reached around the back and flicked the catch of my bra. The lace was gone, replaced by his hands, cupping my flesh. I don’t stop working his cock, but he pushes my hand out of the way to go for my trousers.
I have no choice but to push my hands down and lift my ass up so he can get them off, and once again he shreds my panties as if they are nothing. It won’t be long until I no longer have any panties left.
The moment his palm touches me, I feel my arousal start to peak. He pressed two fingers against my clit, stroking back and forth, making me gasp and moan. This feels so good. I don’t want him to stop. But he does, to push his fingers down to my entrance, and he slams both fingers inside my pussy.
“So fucking tight.” In and out, he pushes inside, working my body to a fever.
I rock against his hand, and then he kneels down, and his mouth is right on my clit, sucking at it. His teeth are biting down, causing me some pain, but not enough to stop the pleasure. I feel my orgasm start to build. I scream his name, and then his hands are on my waist, pulling me to the edge of the desk.
“Watch me, beautiful,” he said.
I stare between my legs. He grabbed his hard cock, rubbing the tip against my pussy, sliding up and down my slit, grazing across my clit, which was still so sensitive. I almost can’t take it and then I see him go to my entrance and watch as he disappears inside my body. Inch by inch, I see and feel him. He’s rock hard and so wide.
When there is nearly half of him inside me, his hands go to my waist, holding me in place as he slams the last inches inside me, and he goes in deep. I feel him almost at my stomach, he’s that large, but it feels good.
“Lean back. I want to see those tits bounce. Every time I’m working at this desk, I’m going to remember what you look like naked, open, begging for my cock.”
I moan as he pulls out and then slams in deep, taking me by surprise by the sheer depth of his cock. I don’t think I can take much more, but staring into his eyes, I know I can take anything. He starts to pound inside me, fucking me harder, the depth of the thrusts making my tits bounce with each hard push. I loved it.
“Wrap those legs around me. That’s it, take all of me, Adelaide,” he said.
I love hearing my name on his lips. I give myself to him, not wanting to be anywhere else but with him. I’m all Andrei’s. He is who I want. Just him, no one else. I don’t know how it happened, and I’m a little afraid at how easy I fell, but there’s no escaping it. I was in love with him.
I was in love with a monster, but I didn’t care. My only concern now was how to tell him. A new wave of fear hit me. Not of my love for Andrei, but what had happened to me in the past. No one from my past was near me. Not my parents, certainly not my sister. No friends. No Nathan. Nothing. No one. I was all alone. Was it me? Was I unlovable? And that was what held me back. If I told Andrei what I felt, would it push him away?
No one else mattered to me in the past. They hadn’t touched my heart. I was in love with Andrei Belov, and to even think of him walking away shattered my heart into pieces.
Andrei
“Well, we don’t need hard evidence to prove who’s responsible for providing the hit man,” Ivan said.
Edmund was not a guy to do his work by halves. After I got off the phone with him about Bethany, he’d gone and done some digging, had gone as far back as a year ago. When Bethany was engaged to me. Oleg and my ex-fiancee had been meeting up right under my nose. I didn’t care about the betrayal, not of Bethany fucking another man. What I didn’t like was the deception against Ivan.
All the information was right in front of me this whole time, but I’d been too focused on other details. Ivan’s death, the attacks. At the time when I was engaged to Bethany, I had to deal with her parents, as well as a fallout with the mafia. I’d been in Slavik’s territory, and that was when Oleg and Bethany had struck.
I had a feeling their plan was to kill me. Bethany was the malicious type. I’d figured she would have poisoned me, and with Oleg’s help, they’d have gained my territory. Framing the mafia in the process.
“Any word on Nathan?” Ivan asked.
“Not a word in two days,” I said, and even as I hated the son of a bitch for the close relationship he had with my wife, I also felt responsible for him being missing. The man was a trained, hardened hit man. Edmund had gone hunting for information on him, and even with him being in Oleg’s territory, he’d been able to find out that Nathan had been taken from one of the fighting rings.
Right now, I was on edge. If Oleg had Nathan, he suspected something, and I put this down to Bethany. She would have been the only one who’d know who Nathan was. Did she know he was a hit man, or was that just a bad coincidence?
“We’ve got to get Nathan out,” I said.
“Yes. Adelaide would be pissed right about now, but I can safely say she wouldn’t forgive us for getting Nathan killed.” Ivan stood, hands on his hips.
“Us? You care what my wife thinks?”
“Adelaide is a good woman, Andrei. Why do you think I chose her?”
This made me laugh. “You always intended for me to have Bethany. She was far more suited.”
“Really? Is that what you think?” Ivan laughed. “You’re supposed to be this brilliant mind, but there are times I think you’re as thick as a fucking plank.”
I glared at him.
“You think I didn’t know about the little woman you were keeping an eye on? Why you would sneak away in a piece of shit car to blend in with everyone, just so you could have the pleasure of watching her.” Ivan rolled his eyes. “Please, you wore your heart on your fucking sleeve. I intended for Adelaide to be yours from the start. Who do you think put pressure on her father? I don’t need that man or his company, but it makes it easier to have friends in certain areas. You never know when you might need them, and I wasn’t going to burn bridges. Picking Adelaide would have been too obvious. Bethany, with all her crap and bullshit, and her addictions, was the obvious call. I just had to wait for her to fuck up, which she did. Her greed was her downfall. What I didn’t anticipate was her hatred of her sister.” Ivan sighed. “She probably realizes that Adelaide was the one most adored. Let’s face it, the only reason her friends abandoned her was because Bethany threatened and blackmailed them. Adelaide has a natural way about her that draws people to her. Poor woman doesn’t even realize it. Her family fucked her up bad.”