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“Who’s that man?” I ask in a shaky voice.
“Adrian Kuznetsov,” he says, his lips curling with disdain.
I peer at his face. “What was that all about?”
“Adrian is a corporate spy. He makes a business of selling information to the highest bidder. You’re not to speak to him under any circumstances.” He cups my cheek. “Understand?”
The warmth of his palm seeps into my skin, making me aware of how cold I suddenly feel. “What favor did he do for you?”
He drops his hand. “He got me some information I needed.”
“What kind of information?”
“Nothing you need to concern yourself over.”
“What information, Alex?”
“Just business stuff,” he says in a clipped tone as he takes my hand. “Come. Let’s go back inside.”
“Wait.” I hang back. “If Adrian helped you, why do you hate him so much?”
“He can’t be trusted. He’s a man with no integrity who only answers to money.”
I think back to the odd warning Adrian gave me. “He did seem a bit strange.”
“That’s one way of putting it,” Alex says darkly. He takes a breath, his face smoothing out. “Enough of that. We’ve been here for over an hour, and you haven’t had any fun. Am I right?”
“Yes,” I admit.
He pulls me toward the door. “Then let’s get out of here.”
I can’t wait. “That sounds like a great idea.”
When we go back inside, there are many eyes on us. Alex acts oblivious to the attention, tugging me along to the main exit. We don’t greet anyone on our way out.
Yuri waits in the foyer with a few other men dressed like chauffeurs. When he sees us, he gets to his feet and disappears outside while Alex gets my coat and helps me into it.
A few minutes later, Yuri’s car pulls up to the curb. Another car, a similar black one, follows and stops behind. Igor is in the driver’s seat, and Leonid sits next to him. Alex’s bodyguards.
Alex leads me to Yuri’s car and settles me inside. Once he’s seated next to me, he flicks his fingers, at which Yuri pushes the button that raises the partition. The minute the barrier is in place, Alex grabs me. He’s like a mad man, crushing our mouths together while dragging his hands over my body as if he needs to brand me.
My body is already primed from my arousal earlier this evening, when he’d fitted my new earrings. The urgency of his touch as he lifts me to straddle him makes my need spike alongside my pulse, the way he’s groping and devouring me igniting flames under my skin. Heat gathers in my core as he pushes the dress up to my waist and rips off my underwear. He’s bruising my lips with the intensity of his kiss, but I welcome his out-of-control hunger, kissing him back with the same fervor.
I gasp into the kiss as he sinks a finger inside me without warning. The intrusion is sudden, the brutal pace of his hand almost too much, but it hurls me into a building orgasm.
“So tight,” he groans, nipping my bottom lip. “Think you can take my cock like this—here, now?”
I moan my agreement.
My coat falls on the floor as he pushes it off my arms. Taking a foil packet from his pocket, he rips it open with his teeth, his gaze locked on mine. Since that one time in the shower, we haven’t gone bareback again, even though I told him I’m on the pill. Double precaution, I guess. Breathing hard, I fumble with his belt and zipper, unable to believe I’m going to have sex in his car with his driver less than a yard away. We’re both out of control, but our need for each other is too fierce to contain.
The windows are tinted, yet the streetlights filtering in from outside make me feel exposed. My sense of vulnerability grows as Alex lowers the zipper at the back of my dress and pushes the sleeves over my shoulders. With the low back of the dress, I’m not wearing a bra, and my nipples contract when the fabric pools around my waist, exposing my breasts to the air.
I finally manage to pull down Alex’s zipper and push down the elastic of his briefs to free his cock. He’s thick in my hands, my fingers barely overlapping as they circle his girth. When he brings the condom to the crest, I still him with a hand on his wrist. Sliding to the floor, I kneel in front of him, the faux-fur coat forming a soft cushion underneath me. His eyes darken in the light from the lampposts when he realizes my intention.
Holding his gaze, I lower my mouth over the large head of his cock and trace the circumference with my tongue before licking up the drop of precum that leaks through the slit. He tastes like man and power, a heady cocktail that makes me crave more.
