Konstantin pulls me into his thick arms before a little yip catches his attention. He looks down at my dogs, especially Charlie who’s struggling to get out of my purse and to Konstantin. His eyes light up.
“Charlie!” He pulls Charlie out of my purse and accepts every lick and pets him so happily that I melt.
This is what I’ve missed. This man, who absolutely adores me and my dogs and supports me, and ugh. I kiss Konstantin’s cheek as he keeps petting Charlie before he pulls Nolan into his arms too.
“You’re the sweetest,” I whisper to him.
“The fact that you can still say that after our last time means I didn’t achieve what I was after.” He grumbles.
He sets the dogs back in my purse and cups my face. “They got my attention, it’s your turn.”
Konstantin kisses me slowly, softly, like I need all his protection, his softness, his warmth. Please, not even him sticking to Victorian rules with a chaperone could hide the sex appeal or calm my lust for him.
I shove my tongue between his lips and devour his groan as his big hand strokes down my back and he grabs my ass, pulling me tightly against him. I breathe him in, memorize his delicious cologne, the way his body feels wrapped around mine, the way he tastes. I don’t want to forget a thing.
“As soon as you’re in that safe house ...” Konstantin trails off, leaving a million fantasies in my head.
“I never got to finish you.” I pant. “I need to fix that.”
He chuckles. “Soon, angel.”
“Not soon enough, Kon.” I pant. “I’m aching for you.”
“Good.” He nips my bottom lip.
“My dad put cameras in the apartment.” I hint.
I see my words settle into him and he pouts. “Not getting any are you?”
I shake my head.
“Get creative.” He winks. “Until I have control over surveillance.”
Gio honks, telling me we’re out of time. My dad monitors this shit. I rub Kon’s sides. “I miss you.”
He gives me his new number, then swats my ass lightly as I walk away. The sting ripples out and lust follows. It eats at me until Gio parks at my apartment. I unbuckle, glance at my dogs in the backseat, then kiss Gio hungrily. “I want you.”
“Me or someone?”
“You.” I decide. It’s easy. I miss our fun sex, the adventure, and how many things we haven’t gotten to do. I miss the way he gets flustered with dirty talk, how he can’t help but show all his emotions, and how much fun we have. “I want you, Gio.”
“The cameras.”
“There are ways, right?” I kiss him again and again. I feel him give an inch. I continue kissing down his neck. “Pulling over in some wooded area.”
“Juliana.”
“I happen to go into the shower and you come in because you’re worried I fell and youhaveto make sure I’m okay.” I pant against his collarbone. “You’re just so diligent.”
He lifts my chin and kisses me again. “You know cameras have issues all the time.”
“All the time! Maybe it’s an internet problem.” I continue.
“Fuck it. But behave in front of Sharon.”
I huff. “I hate the paid cockblock.”
Gio chuckles, but I put on my bitchiest, most upset face as we pass. Sharon arches her eyebrow. “Didn’t enjoy counseling?”