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“Hi.”
“Why didn't you reply?” Ever since that night with Luca, he has been more overprotective. He has one of his men constantly keeping an eye on me and thinks I wouldn’t notice. But it's hard not to notice someone following everywhere you go. I’ve fought with him about it, but he won’t budge. He says he’s not messing around with my safety. He’s also scared Luca might hurt me.
“Sorry, Mom. I’m walking to work. If you had waited, I would have replied when I was in my office. I’m fine, Maxim.”
“I’ll be there at five to pick you up.” I roll my eyes and hang up without saying a word.
Light coming from the window wakes me up. Did I leave my curtains open? My eyes flutter open, and I look around, a bit disoriented.
“Good morning, krasavitsa.” I’m in Maxim’s home. Andrei wanted him here bright and early, so we decided to sleep here at his place. I was stunned when we got here yesterday. It’s an enormous concrete mansion with tall glass windows. I didn’t get to see much because Maxim had to carry me to the room. I was so tired that I fell asleep and refused to get up.
“You have to start getting ready soon.”
Studying him with his wet hair and in nothing but boxers, I can’t help but take in each dent and feel like the defined muscle on his body was God-made. I want to lick every inch of his body. Surely, we must have time for some fun before the wedding.
“What time is it?” I sit cross-legged on the edge of the bed, fully naked and mesmerized by the Adonis. If staring at Maxim half-naked or fully would be an Olympic sport, I would win the gold medal every time. Slowly throughout the last few weeks we have been together, Maxim has helped me not feel self-conscious around him. It’s still hard sometimes, but I don’t worry much about it.
He looks at his watch. “It’s ten am.”
“What? That gives me less than two hours to get ready.” I stumble out of bed and manage to fall on the floor. OW! Maxim rushes to me, grabs me under the shoulder, and hoists me up.
“You okay?” he asks with an amused tone.
“Yes, I’m okay. Why didn’t you wake me up earlier?”
He wraps his arms around me and pulls me closer to him. My core is already aching with the desire for him to take me.
He raises his eyebrows. “I know that look, milaya.” I feign confusion as if I have no idea what he’s talking about.
“As much as I would love to fuck you till you lose consciousness, again, Andrei will kill us both if his best man is late.” Andrei has been very nervous about the wedding. He’s been on edge, not sure why, but he has not been himself. I hope that after he marries Elena, things will settle down.
“Stop being so damn irresistible, then.” He chuckles and lets me go.
As I turn to walk away, he says, “Go get ready,” and smacks my ass. I jump and giggle.
“So demanding.”
“Don’t you forget it.”
As much as I appreciate him wanting me to get a few more hours of sleep, I wish he would have woken me up earlier. I feel rushed but thank goodness I could finish on time. When I am out of the room, my phone vibrates with a message from Maxim.
Maxim: You ready?
Me: Yes, walking to the stairs now.
Maxim: Waiting at the bottom for you.
He is waiting for me and looking delicious in a black three-piece suit with a rose pinned to his lapel. He looks up when he hears my flats as I walk down the stairs. I hear something fall to the floor, and I look up. Maxim is staring at me with his mouth open. I feel a bit of satisfaction at his reaction. Maxim pulls me to him and lifts me up when I reach the bottom.
He looks into my eyes. “You look so fucking beautiful, Sophia.” I become putty in his arms.
“You don't look too bad yourself.” He places me on my feet and grabs my hand, leading us away. After a while, he stops in a dark corner of the house. I don’t get a chance to ask him why he'd stop because he pushes me against the wall—arms on each side of my head.
“You have no fucking idea what you do to me.” He trails kisses from the crook of my neck to my exposed shoulder, then back up again. His hand roams down my body to where the slit of my dress is. He hasn't done anything yet, but my body is ready for him.
“Spread your legs for me, Milaya.” I do as he says, and he reaches between my legs. He finds my clit and rubs it with solid circular motions. My eyes close, and my head falls back on the wall.
Stopping his movement, he growls, “Look at me.” My eyes open to an intense look in his eyes. When he’s satisfied that I'll keep my eyes open, he goes back to stroking my clit, alternating between caressing and pinching. This feels good. I can feel my climax building already.
