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He runs his hand along the electric purple lingerie I’m wearing and smirks. “This color looks good on you.”
I recall buying the lingerie with Lom in mind but didn’t put it on earlier with the intention of him seeing it tonight, though. But I was here now. “I didn’t wear it for you today, but I’m glad you like it,” I confess. He doesn’t even realize how I think about him in everything I do. If I really think about it, I want to be with him as much as he wants to be with me, label and all.
Lom skirts his hands under the cups of my bra and gives my breasts an encouraging squeeze, then removes one and reaches behind my back. In a matter of seconds, he has my bra sliding down my arms, and as he steps closer to me, his hard cock presses against my stomach.
I suck in a sharp breath, needing him now more than ever. He irritated the fuck out of me tonight, but I have no doubt he’s going to make up for it. Lom brings a hand behind my neck and forces me to arch it. His lips are need filled, and mine are too. I bring a hand up his toned chest, taking my time inching up every muscle until my hand’s wrapped around his neck. He smirks as I tighten my grip against his throat. “Fuck me like you mean it, Lom.”
He smiles like the devil himself has possessed him, flips me around, and pins me against the wall. He yanks down my matching thong and lines his cock up to my entrance. He presses the head in, and I arch my ass against him even more.
A slap from his hand surprises me, given it’s the first time he’s ever spanked me. I whip my head around to look at him, and he grabs my throat. “You’re gonna feel this for days. Are you ready for it?”
“Yes,” I breathlessly whisper, anxiously awaiting the hard fuck I think we both need.
He rams himself deep inside me, shoving himself all the way in. I practically jolt when his cock hits the bottom of my cervix. Lom tightens his grip around my throat, and a sloshing sound rings out every time he thrusts in and out of me. Warmth takes over my entire body, and it’s times like this that I know Lom is the only person who’s ever made me feel this way. He’s the only man who’s ever ignited my body to this point, and if he ever were to exit my life, I don’t think I’d find someone with such an intense sexual connection.
“Lom.” I moan out his name, and he brings his lips to my ear, pressing them against it.
“That’s it. Moan for Daddy.” Fuck, I love it when he refers to himself as that. As a southern woman, I always thought I’d be grossed out by it, but it’s kinky and hot.
He digs his other hand into my hip as he picks up his pace, and I’m a goner. My orgasm completely envelopes me in a matter of seconds, and Lom keeps going, riding out my orgasm until I’m shaking against the wall. Trembling in his arms. His lips curl into a smile against my ear, and I’m even more turned on. A few moments later, his breath grows ragged, and I know he’s right on the edge. I look into his deep chocolate eyes and breathlessly tell him, “Fill me up, Daddy. This pussy is all yours.” I’ve never said something like this to him before, so he has to know what I’m telling him.
I’m his.
He’s mine.
We’re each other’s.
Chapter Four
Lom
Last night was something that needed to happen for a long time. I’d been lying to myself for months, telling myself Emily wasn’t anything more than a beautiful woman who was captivating me for a while. I even tried to convince myself I’d be bored with her by now, but somehow that didn’t happen.
Now I’m on my side, looking at the woman while she sleeps. It’s nearly nine-thirty in the morning, and since it’s the weekend, I know she doesn’t have to go into the office. She’s naked under the white comforter that comes up to the top of her breasts. It’s like she turned herself into a sexy little burrito. Her hair is as curly as ever, and I know she uses some hair products to keep it from being too curly. I don’t know why she does it, because I think her curls suit her. Her lips are still painted red from the previous evening, but not too much. Between the two of us, we managed to take off a lot of her long-lasting lipstick.
She furrows her brows as she dreams, and I press my lips to the top of her forehead, muttering to her. “Spi sladko, moy upryamyy myshonok.” I tell my stubborn mouse to sleep sweet. Unfortunately, I can’t stay and sleep in with her. I have a meeting with Jordan Steele. It’s not for anything in particular, but I want to do my due diligence and ensure he and his family are still happy with our services.
Still, I have a few minutes before I have to get out of bed and leave her. As much as I want to speak to her before I go, I won’t wake her up. She needs her sleep, and she deserves her rest. Looking at her sleeping so peacefully, I don’t know how I ever thought I could walk away from her. How is it that I ever thought it was possible? Not simply because she’s a divine creature, but because of the amazing qualities I’ve seen in her. I would be stupid not to lock it down with her, and I’d be a fool to let any other man have the pleasure of wooing her. I wonder if this is how Ruslan felt about Amelia.
Though, I think my attraction and dedication to Emily are quite a bit different from my brother and his soon-to-be wife’s. My brother had an infatuation with Amelia at first sight. She was accused of stealing money from the safe at Illusion, owned by Christian Steele, one of the brothers of Jordan Steele. He offered his services to get to the root of the problem with the theft, and in the process, he paid Amelia’s debt, and she owed him. What I’m sure my brother was going to use as a way to have a fun few months or years turned into him wanting to marry and have a baby with her.
There was an immediate attraction with Emily, yes… but there’s more to it than our physical chemistry. Something about her calls me closer and invites me in. It makes me crave her in a way I’ve never craved another. Her work ethic and intelligence are obviously a plus.
The truth is, finding a woman who captivates me as much as she does hasn’t been so easy. She’s the only one, and it gives me hope that she could be the one for me. Though, I think it’s too early to tell.
I slip out of bed and decide I’d better wash off the stench of sex and sweat from last night. I strip out of my boxers, toss them in the dirty clothes hamper, and then start the shower. As I let the bathroom steam up a bit, I take my razor and touch up my beard. I’m very particular about the way my beard looks. It’s not super full, but it’s not thin, either. I always want to make sure my lines are straight. One hair out of place bothers me to no end. After a few minutes of touch-ups, I’m happy with the lines, and I head into the shower.
I apply shampoo to my hair and beard, then rinse both of them. After that, I apply conditioner to both areas and grab my favorite pine tar-scented soap. It actually has pieces of pine in the soap, which acts as an exfoliant to take off dead skin cells and the like. Once I’m done washing my body, I wash out the conditioner and then get out of the shower. I try to dry off and finish getting ready quickly since the meeting I have with Jordan is at ten-fifteen. I put on a devil-red suit, pairing it with a black dress shirt. Typically, I go for more neutral gray tones, but I’m meeting with the man dubbed the Devil of Atlanta, and for a good reason. The Steeles own this city.
I finish getting ready and pop in to see if Emily is awake, but she isn’t yet. I leave the bedroom as quietly as I walked in and shut the door behind me, finding Ludvik sitting at the bar in the kitchen eating breakfast.
“Off to the meeting with Jordan Steele?” he questions, and I nod.
“Yes,” I answer him and notice he rises, but I don’t want him to come with me. I hold up a hand, and Ludvik immediately stops. “Stay here with Emily. Make sure she knows I’ve gone to handle some business but that I’ll be back later. She can stay here for the weekend if she likes, but if she has things she needs to do at home, then follow her, but don’t make it obvious.”
Ludvik cocks a brow and smirks. “You make me feel like I’m Danill. He constantly watches over Amelia and Karim.”
“It doesn’t sound like a problem to me. You’d be lucky to be watching over my fiancée and child, and it’s best you remember that.”
