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I stand. “You got it, boss! Let me get changed.”

I hear the front door slam shut and Frankie double steps up the stairs, heading straight into his office. I put my hoodie on and finish the look off with some sneakers, just in case I end up needing to run today. Not that my body is ready for that.

As I enter the hallway, I can hear Frankie’s raised voice. “It’s not fucking good enough. We can’t keep waiting around for answers. We are going to have to draw this fucker out from hiding. This has to end, Mikhail.”

I stop outside the door, listening to Mikhail’s aggressive Russian tone coming back through speakers, but I can’t understand the words.

Frankie’s voice mellows. “It has to be money. That’s why he’s doing this. See what you can find out from your sources in Moscow.”

I quietly open the door and peer through, desire flowing through me as I watch him toss his sweater across the room, revealing his toned physique in a tight black tee. His skin glistens from his workout. I look at his computer and see Mikhail’s masked face on the screen.

Dropping to my knees, I silently start to crawl towards him so I’m not seen on the video call. I stop as I reach halfway and Frankie’s eyes flick to mine and back to the monitor. He spreads his legs apart and leans back, gesturing me closer with two fingers. I make my way over and sit between his knees, careful not to hit my head on the desk.

Mikhail’s voice has a tinny sound. “The girls, I’m keeping them here for now? Correct? I have the paperwork ready for your say so.”

“Yes,” Frankie almost grunts out as I run my nails up his thighs.

In one swift motion, he frees his cock from his shorts and grabs the back of my head, pushing me towards him so I can take him in my mouth.

I hear the mouse click.

“Not a single sound from you, capiche?”

I look up at him through my lashes and nod, getting to work without making a noise. Taking him as far back as I can without choking.

The mouse clicks again.

“I’ll speak to my contacts tonight and get back to you, Frankie.”

“You’ll have the next shipment on Monday.”

I lick up his shaft and watch as his jaw clenches, his thighs tightening under my hands.

As soon as I suck on the tip, he pulls my hair so tight at my scalp that my eyes start to water. I squeeze my legs together, the need for him taking over.

“I have to go. I’ll speak to you later.” He cuts the call and turns his attention to me. The desire in his eyes is mixed with that darkness that hides there. He stands, towering over me, not taking his gaze off me.

“Now, let me hear you gag,” he says with a smirk, pushing my head down so he hits the back of my throat and starts fucking my mouth. I grab his ass and dig my nails in, taking everything he gives me.

He lets out a deep moan, which sparks me to start caressing his balls. He tenses against me. Just when I close my eyes, thinking he’s going to come down my throat, he pulls me off him. Wasting no time, his hand strokes his cock as he yanks down my top.

I look up at him as he tips his head back, stroking himself with his hand, squeezing my shoulder.

“Fuck. Zara.” The way my name rolls off his tongue as he loses control catches my breath.

I bite down on my lip as his hot cum smothers my chest.

Lifting me to my feet, he holds the back of my neck and crashes his lips over mine.

“Your turn, baby,” he whispers against my lips.

I pull back and give him a playful smile. “I can’t. I’m going out for work.”

His thumb delicately strokes my bottom lip.

“Let me clean you up.”

He releases me, and I lean back on the desk. It doesn’t take long for him to return with a wet cloth. He starts to delicately move the fabric over my skin.

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