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A coy smile spreads across her face, and as my pulse roars in my ears, she wraps her fingers around my cock. She holds my gaze with a sultry one of her own and strokes my swollen length.
I groan as she brings another one of my fantasies to life right here in the middle of the woods. Bracing with one palm against the tree behind her, I watch her hands in wonder as she strokes me back to the brink of my release in no time.
“I’m gonna come,” I grunt. I was already on the verge when I was inside her, and watching her use her own arousal as lube on my cock—it’s too much.
She bites her lip playfully and moves her hands in a steady rhythm as she grips me with impressive strength. Air blasts from my lungs, and I cover my tip with my palm at the last second to avoid soiling our clothes.
Burst after burst of cum coats my palm as I come hard and fast, breaths heaving from my lungs. Stars explode behind my eyes at the pleasure of my release. And when I’m done, she slowly runs her fingers up my length. Circling the wet tip, she spreads my cum across the sensitive skin with her thumb, then she releases me as I twitch involuntarily at her touch.
“Christ, Alina,” I groan appreciatively, meeting her blue gaze.
She just smiles, her eyes dancing.
With a steadying breath, I reach down and wipe my palm clean on the ground. Then I pull my pants back up around my hips. I stoop again to collect her dress and panties, and we dress silently. I sense her eyes on me as she straightens the velvet around her hips.
“Zip me up?” she requests, pulling her hair over one shoulder as she turns her back to me.
I do as she says, drawing the teeth together as the fabric covers her smooth skin once more.
“Mishka?” she asks tentatively, turning to face me as I bend to gather my suit jacket from the ground.
“Hmm?” Guilt gnaws at my stomach for having taken advantage of Alina once again.
I can say it’s beyond my control, that I’m so attracted to her I can’t seem to help myself. But that’s no excuse when I know where this will end up. I’m a terrible person, and yet, being with Alina brings me a sense of peace and happiness I haven’t felt in longer than I can remember.
“Mishka,” she repeats, grasping my hand and forcing me to look her in the eye.
I pause, giving her my full attention, my chest tightening as conflict wages inside me.
“If we keep it a secret, will you keep doing the things you do to me?” she murmurs. Her eyes are soft and pleading, willing me to say yes. “No one has to know,” she insists when I hesitate.
No. Say no, Mishka. To do otherwise would be entirely selfish. I would be giving in to my own wants and desires at the expense of Alina’s well-being. Because I know what it will do to her when I kill her father, and taking things further with her will only make it harder when she learns the truth.
“Please?” she breathes.
Sighing heavily, I close my eyes and comb my fingers into her hair so I can pull our foreheads together. I’m helpless against the addiction I’m quickly forming for Alina, and whenever she pleads, I can’t find it in me to say no. “Okay.”
I hate myself as soon as the word leaves my lips.
19
ALINA
Tingling excitement continues to zap through my core as I follow Mishka through the woods for what feels like another hour. He doesn’t say much, seeming to be lost in thought. But this time, rather than the distance he always puts between us, he holds my hand in his callused, warm one.
Finally, the sloping mountainside seems to fade into a gentle incline that allows us to scale the rocky footing back up to the road. I sag with relief at the sight of the blacktop, and glancing down at my ruined shoes, I debate whether it might be less painful to walk barefoot now that we’re off the rock-strewn ground.
“Do you want me to carry you?” Mishka suggests, his stormy eyes filled with concern as he follows my gaze down to my feet.
“No!” I insist. “Your ribs are broken, for God’s sake. I was just debating taking my shoes off for a bit.”
“Let’s take a breather for a bit. You can get off your feet while I try to bum us a ride.”
“Really?” I try to keep the pathetic relief from my voice.
Mishka chuckles, and the low, soft sound sends a thrill through my body. It’s probably unhealthy how much this man affects me, but I can’t seem to control it when I’m around him. “Really. You’ve walked farther in those damn shoes than anyone would reasonably expect of you, and you haven’t even complained.”
Brushing his knuckles along my cheek, he actually smiles at me. A genuine, tender smile that positively melts me.
