“Yes.” I look at him, daring him to ask me again, but all he does is give a quick nod of his head. He spends a few more minutes scrolling and typing before signing his name with his finger and then passing me the iPad to do the same.
“Is that it,” I ask, passing it back to him.
“Yeah, I’ll take care of the rest of the details and send you the bill. Consider it done, though, Dima.” He puts the iPad back in his messenger bag and looks at his watch. “I’ve got to go. I’ve got another appointment soon.” He doesn’t get up, just sits there like he’s debating on whether or not to say anything.
“Spit it out, Vadim. What’s on your mind?”
“Rumor has it there’s a fight tomorrow.”
“There’s always rumors.” I empty the bottle of water and toss it in the garbage by the desk.
“Be careful, Dima,” he finally says, standing and grabbing his bag. “You’re one of my best clients. I’d hate to see you thrown in prison or worse.”
“Stop worrying so much. You’re good enough to keep me out of prison, and the will is just a precaution so I can sleep at night.”
Vadim tries to hide his smile and fails miserably. “I never thought I’d see the day that a woman would get the best of you.”
“Yeah, yeah,” I wave my hand at his words. “This will be the one and only time, I can tell you that.”
“I don’t doubt that at all. I’ve seen how many women have tried to get their claws into you over the years. I knew there was something special about this one as soon as I saw the way you two looked at each other at the police station.”
“I had no idea you were such a romantic,” I say, standing so I can walk him out.
“Me?” he asks with a laugh. “Not a fucking chance in hell. I like my single life way too much to give it up.”
“Yeah, that’s what I thought,” I mutter before saying a quick goodbye at the door.
A weight feels like it’s lifted from my chest knowing that no matter what happens Gina will be taken care of. I jog up the stairs and check on her. She’s still curled up on her side and sleeping peacefully, so I grab some clothes and decide to take a quick shower before I start to cook her breakfast. I’ve just finished scrubbing my body when I hear the bathroom door open. She peeks in and gives me a shy smile. My heartrate picks up at the sight of her. She’s naked and walking towards me, and my body instantly responds to the sight of her. Her eyes drift down to my hard cock, and I sigh at the adorable blush that spreads up her neck and cheeks. After everything we’ve done, how can she still look so fucking innocent? It drives me wild and reminds me that I’m the only man she’s been with, the only man she’ll ever be with.
She gives me a wicked grin and steps into the large shower. “I got the video you sent me.”
“The one of you snoring?”
She narrows her grey eyes at me. “The one where I’m very delicately snoring, yes.”
“Still counts, Belova.”
“I admit I lost the bet, Dima.” She steps closer and eyes my cock with an eager, hungry expression. Trailing a finger up the length of me, she says, “And I’m more than happy to pay up.”
Grabbing onto her, I pull her closer so she’s under the hot water with me. Running my hands through her wet hair, I massage her scalp, smiling when she closes her eyes and lets out a soft moan. Her hands run over my chest and abs before drifting back down to my cock. She strokes me, gripping her small hand around my girth as best she can and making every hair on my body stand on end. I let out a groan and pick her up, pressing my mouth to hers and sliding her along my length. Her arms and legs tighten around me, and she lets out a soft whimper when I press her against the tiled wall.
She gives my tongue a hard suck, making me immediately think about what else she’s going to be sucking on in just a few minutes. When I position myself at her wet entrance, she pulls back with a gasp.
“But I’m supposed to be giving you a blowjob,” she yells, making me laugh.
“Patience, beautiful. I want to make you come first. Surely, you are not so stubborn you will argue about that.” I lower my head and give her nipple a not-so-gentle bite that has her squirming against me and letting out another moan. “Do you want me to make you come, Belova?” I wrap my mouth around her breast and tongue her nipple while she decides. It doesn’t take long.
“Yes,” she whimpers. “God, yes. Please make me come, Dima.”
I give her a good suck before bringing my face back to hers. “Good girl,” I say right before I slam my cock into her.
She screams and clutches me tighter, rocking her hips against me, wanting and demanding I give her more. Cupping the back of my head, she pulls me closer and gives my bottom lip a hard enough bite to make me groan and slam into her even harder. Steam surrounds us, and she’s slippery as hell, but I dig my fingers into her and keep her pressed firmly against the wall, knowing it’s not going to take her much longer.
Her nipples scrape my chest, making me use every ounce of willpower I have to keep from giving in to how damn good she feels. Resisting the urge to pound into her hard and fast, I slow down, fucking her in long, smooth strokes that have her body shaking with the need to come.
“Dima,” she whimpers against my lips, nearly sending me over the edge. God, just the sound of her voice has the power to destroy me.
“Let go, baby.” I thrust into her and circle my hips, hitting her clit and pushing her over the edge. She grips my head and looks into my eyes, my name on her lips as her body shudders and her pussy spasms around my cock. My whole body aches with the need to follow her, but miraculously I resist and instead keep myself buried deep inside her as she slowly starts to come down.