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“Thank you, Gospodin,” Mishka says, his voice suddenly crystal clear as he enters the hallway.
I peek out into the hall as a door clicks shut, confirming that my father and brother are still inside the office. As Mishka heads my way, I reach out to grasp his hand and drag him inside the cigar room. I push his back against the wall beside the door. Then, my hands on his chest, I lean onto my toes to kiss him.
A jolt of excitement passes between us as our lips meet. It pools in my belly, radiating warmth through my core.
Mishka’s hands wrap around my upper arms, pulling me to him for the briefest moment. Then he forces me back, breaking our kiss as he puts me firmly back on the flats of my feet.
“What are you doing?” he hisses, glancing toward the crack in the door to check whether anyone saw us. “Are you trying to get me killed?” he demands in a hushed whisper as he eases the door closed as quietly as he can.
“No, but I couldn’t let you leave without thanking you properly for saving my life,” I insist, keeping my voice low as well to avoid attracting attention.
“Alina,” he warns, his stormy blue eyes troubled.
But I’m already sinking to my knees before him.
“What do you think…?” His Adam’s apple bobs, his expression morphing from confusion to conflicted as my fingers go to work on the button of his jeans. “Alina, we can’t,” he breathes, his hands covering mine.
But I level him with a coy smile as I wriggle free of his grasp to reach inside the denim fabric. His eyes close, his jaw clenching as the tendons dance beneath his skin as soon as my fingers wrap around his hard length. And despite his protests, he’s already fully engorged, his cock standing at attention.
Air hisses between his teeth as I guide his erection out of his pants and give him a firm stroke. A drip of pearly precum glints on the tip, and I lick his silken head, collecting the salty liquid on my tongue.
“Blyat,” he groans, giving in to his arousal and gently running his fingers into my hair.
I slowly take him into my mouth then, letting his hard length slide along my tongue until it hits the back of my throat. And all the while, I watch his tortured expression. His eyes burn with greedy hunger, making my stomach quiver.
I know it’s risky, but I’m familiar enough with my family’s comings and goings to know my brother and father won’t be leaving that office for quite some time. As long as we’re quiet, no one will come looking for us. Still, the excitement of a secret moment stolen with the dangerous man before me makes my body ache with need.
I work his length slowly, easing up and down his girthy erection and relishing the way he twitches and throbs in my mouth. His head falls back to rest against the wall as I find my rhythm, his fingers grazing along my scalp.
I can feel his release building as his hips start to rock in motion with me, intensifying each penetrating thrust. It’s shockingly arousing, even as I fight my gag reflex, to know he’s turned on by my choice of reward.
“Alina, I’m going to come,” he grunts, his fingers tightening in my hair to warn me.
But I don’t stop as anticipation builds in my core. I hum appreciatively, increasing my pace as I move my head forward and back in a steady rhythm.
“Fuck, Alina,” he rasps, his voice tormented, as though he feels bad for what he’s about to do. Then his hips jerk forward, his palm cupping the back of my head as he comes against the back of my throat.
Burst after burst of salty fluid coats my tongue, nearly choking me as he finds his release. I inhale slowly through my nose as tears sting the backs of my eyes. But even as I swallow down the momentary discomfort, my clit throbs in the wake of what we’ve done. And when he’s finished, I slowly suck his length clean before releasing it with a soft Pop.
“Holy hell,” he groans, his eyes opening to meet mine with the heat of a man who’s only just begun.
He reaches down to offer me a hand and helps me back to my feet.
I’m surprisingly wobbly as I rise, my own arousal making my stomach quiver and my knees weak. When I’ve regained my balance, I take his hand and guide it inside the waistband of my leggings.
His callused fingers slip beneath the satin fabric of my panties as I tease him with the knowledge of how turned on I am from letting him come in my mouth. His breaths come hard and fast, his nostrils flaring as the fire in his eyes ignites.
“God, I want you,” he groans.
But rather than risk getting caught by taking any longer, I ease his hand back out of my pants. He swallows forcefully as he closes his eyes, and as if to distract himself from his desire, he tucks his cock back into his pants and closes them.
“Will you come see me later tonight?” I murmur once my own clothes are back in place.
Releasing a heavy breath, Mishka meets my gaze once again.
“I will,” he promises. Then he grasps my chin with strong fingers and leans in to steal a passionate kiss.
My heart flutters, and I lean against him, relishing the way his tongue strokes between my lips. He doesn’t pull away until we’re both breathless, and his arms wrap me in warmth as he holds me close.
