“I did,” Lev says, wrapping his hand around my neck.
He pulls me closer, and I close my eyes. He presses his soft lips on mine, and it feels so good. Then he runs his tongue over mylips, and I open my mouth. I move my hand, sinking my fingers into his dark, soft hair.
Lev invades my mouth, sliding his tongue over mine, making my panties wet.
He runs his hand up my back, making me moan. He pulls back and smiles at me.
“Valentina, I’m so glad you came to the club.”
“So am I,” I whisper, pulling him.
He kisses me again, deeper, blowing my mind. I’m melting into him, and I want more, but we should wait until we’re married. He pulls back and smiles at me, running his fingers through my hair.
“Lev,” a tall, handsome man says.
“Hey. Czar, Anatoly, this is Valentina and Mia,” Lev says, smiling.
He holds my hand, lacing his fingers with mine. That gesture makes me feel wanted, cherished, and hopeful. This marriage could be good; maybe we can find love.
“Hi,” Mia says, smiling.
I look at her, and I know that she’s embarrassed.
“Let’s get Kitty to bring more wine,” I say, smiling.
“Yeah, the bottle is empty,” Mia hums.
Kitty walks over and looks at Lev and his brothers.
“Is there something I could get for you,” Kitty asks, smiling at them.
“Please, bring some Vodka, more wine and food,” Czar says.
“It will be a moment,” Kitty says, nodding.
“Lev, could you tell me about you,” I ask, staring at our hands.
“I’m the eldest. I’m Russian. I’m going to turn thirty-one next month.
I’m looking forward to our wedding and our life together. I want babies, like right away,” Lev says, cupping my cheek.
“Babies?”
“Yes, is that a problem?”
“No, I just wasn’t expecting that you would want babies. I do want babies,” I say, nodding.
“Excellent, so when can we start making them?”
“I’m ready,” I whisper, falling into his blue eyes and connecting with him on a much deeper level.
“Tonight?”
“Yes.”
“Are you sure?”
“I’m going to marry you, right?”
