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“Yes,” I moan, “but I don’t care.”

He gives a soft laugh and runs his tongue up my slit, dipping inside just enough to gently part my lips and drive me crazy. I rock against him, needing more. He wraps his lips around my clit and gives me a soft suck before kissing me and pulling back to look up at me.

“Remember how I said I liked knowing I had a horny little virgin eager and ready for me?”

“Yes,” I say, smiling at the memory.

“Well, I think I like this more. Now you’re a young woman who’s just recently been exposed to the joys of sex, desperate and eager for more.”

He laughs at the angry scowl I give him.

“You’re not seriously going to withhold your cock from me, are you?”

His green eyes are practically sparkling with mischief. “Don’t worry. I won’t make you wait too long. Be a good girl and you’ll get what you need,” he says with a wink.

Chapter10

Aleksandr

The greyish morning light hits Holly’s body, revealing its perfection to me as I watch her sleep. She’s snuggled in tightly against me again, her obvious preferred position for sleeping, and I can’t take my eyes off her. This beautiful, perpetually optimistic woman, the exact opposite of me in so many ways, has changed my life so completely that the idea of going back to a time without her sends an actual pain to my heart. Just the thought of it has me tightening my grip on her, making her let out a soft moan and kiss my chest in her sleep before stilling again.

I know I need to get up and check out the file that was sent to me yesterday, but I can’t bear to leave the bed just yet. Memories of yesterday are still fresh in my mind and knowing that I’m the only man she’s ever been with has my possessive side rearing its ugly head like never before. She’s so innocent and sweet, and I’ll do anything to keep her safe. I don’t ever want my line of work to taint her or whatever kids we may have. My eyes run down her naked body, already imagining her stomach round with our baby.

Before I wake her by sliding inside her again, I carefully roll her over, knowing she needs her sleep. We’d decorated the house last night and then stayed up way too late fucking and laughing, and it had been the most fun I’ve ever had. I kiss her cheek and pull the covers up so she won’t be cold before tugging on a pair of black sweats and going downstairs. Feeling every damn year of my age, I immediately make a cup of coffee and grab my laptop.

Sitting at the table, I pull up the file I was sent on my new target. One of the many people employed by the Orlov Bratva is a hacker that many governments would love to get their hands on. The guy’s a fucking ghost, and he outfitted all our laptops, making them completely hacker proof and safe for us to communicate freely. I don’t know how the fuck he does it. The man’s a legend and worth every cent Uncle Viktor pays him.

Opening the file, I click on the photo and see the man I’m going to be killing in less than twenty-four hours. He’s older, mid-fifties according to the rest of his file, with a nearly bald head and saggy brown eyes. He looks like a man on the brink of a heart attack from too much stress. I read the rest of the notes, learning that he’s part of the Italian mafia that’s been slowly trying to encroach on our territory. The man I’m about to take out has been pushing his drug dealers onto our streets, ignoring the warning my uncle gave him a few weeks ago.

“Fucking moron,” I mutter in Russian, already planning the job out in my head. The file contains everything I’ll need—his schedule, address, layout of his house, his wife’s schedule, and I even have the passcode to bypass his home’s alarm system.

I send a message to Ivan through our secure chat that I’ll be ready to move on this tomorrow. He responds with a snarky message asking how my hot, young wife is treating me. I tell him to go fuck himself, and he responds with the laughing emoji. I shut the laptop with a grin and go back upstairs. I have the insatiable urge to taste my wife again.

After I’ve woken her up with my tongue sliding into her delicious pussy that I’ll never be able to get enough of, I make her come until I feel her muscles go limp, and then I bury myself inside her until we’re both completely spent and gasping for air.

“Morning,” I say, pressing my forehead against hers and laughing at the sweet, loopy grin she gives me.

“Your dick is the most amazing alarm clock ever.”

I laugh and give her another kiss before carrying her to the shower. Washing her has become my new favorite thing, and she happily relinquishes the duty to me, letting me lather and scrub her to my heart’s content. When we’re both clean, we get dressed and then head downstairs for some breakfast. I pull up the closest grocery store on my non-work laptop and tell her to put whatever she needs in the cart so we can have it delivered this afternoon. The huge grin she gives tells me that soon there will be a lot of sugar in the house.

“I’m going to have to work my ass off to stay in shape,” I say with a laugh, getting out the bacon and eggs and starting to prepare some breakfast.

She runs her eyes over me, the hungry look making me smile. “You look pretty damn good to me.”

I give her a wink and go back to flipping the bacon while she tells me about the cookies we’re going to be making later to bring to our neighbors.

“You’re killing me,” I say with a groan, scrubbing my hand over my face.

She laughs and gets up to give me a big hug. “Relax, I figured we could just make them and put them in cute bags and leave them on everyone’s front step.” Her hands rest on my chest, patting me in acalm downsort of way that makes me smile. “If you’re really lucky, we can make the rounds completely undetected.”

“You’re so sweet,” I tell her. “I doubt anyone takes the time to deliver Christmas cookies to their neighbors anymore.”

She shrugs her shoulders and gives me a soft smile. “It’s kind of a tradition in my family. My dad and I used to do it every year.”

“Well, then it’ll be a Lenkov family tradition as well. Just don’t tell Ivan,” I say, laughing. “He’ll never let me live it down. I have a reputation as a Christmas grump, and I’d kind of like to keep it.”

She gives me a cute wink. “Your secret is safe with me, Sasha.”


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