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I lead her into the elevator, teasing along the softness of her exposed middle as we descend. By the time the doors open, she’s squirming under my touch.

“Behave.” She tries to step away, but I reach for her hand, catching it with mine.

But instead of her soft palm I get a handful of metal. I lift the gold tube between us.

Paisley gives me a little smirk, red lips lifting at the edges as I slide the makeup into my jacket. “You picked a dress that doesn’t have room for pockets.” She runs one hand down her side, eyes holding mine. “Or panties.”

I grit my teeth, considering taking her back into the elevator and fucking her on the way upstairs.

Then again across my desk.

Both of which I’ve done more times than I can count.

And it’s still not enough.

I will never get enough of her. Of all she’s brought to my life.

Which is why I force my feet to the waiting car, managing to greet Sal as he holds the door open and Paisley slides inside.

The door is barely closed before she turns to me. “Are they starting earlier than usual?”

The car shifts as Sal gets in, his presence hidden by the screen that now separates the front and back seats so I can converse freely.

Or touch freely.

“No.” I skim my fingers along Paisley’s bared thigh as I lean in to drag my nose along her neck, breathing deep against her skin.

I crave her in a way I can’t explain. It’s as if the second I finally accepted my fate, I formed an addiction I will never overcome.

Not that I have any intention of trying.

“Where are we going then?” The words rush from her mouth as my touch moves higher, pressing between the clench of her thighs.

“You know the rules, dusha moya.” I catch the lobe of her ear between my teeth. “Don’t pretend you’ve forgotten already.”

She wanted to be able to talk to me in the car, and while I no longer worry that Sal will betray me, I do worry someone will believe he holds knowledge they want to claim for themselves, and I won’t put him in danger. Not for my own comfort.

So Paisley requested a way to ensure our privacy and his safety.

Which I decided to use to my advantage.

The barrier between us was put in place on one condition.

Paisley immediately slings her leg over mine, opening herself to me. “I’m not sure how you think you’re the one who came out of this with the upper hand.” She bites her lip as I smooth along the soft skin of her inner thigh.

“I got what I wanted, didn’t I?” I drag my fingers along her slit, just like I do every time we’re alone in the backseat.

My deals with Paisley haven’t stopped, and I don’t expect they ever will.

Because I get what I want.

Always.

And all I want is her.

She’s already slick and hot, the feel of her dragging a groan from my chest as I circle her clit, wishing the drive to Palermo’s was just a little longer. “You’re wet for me, dusha moya.”

“I can’t help it. I’m like one of those dogs that guy trained to salivate at the sound of a bell.” She whimpers a little as I slide one finger into the tightness of her cunt.

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