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Opening the door, I feel my lungs constrict when I see her lying peacefully in the center of the queen size bed, sleeping.
The idea of having my way with her while she sleeps makes me harder than nails, as it’s been two days since the incident in the basement and I haven’t touched her again.
Instead, I gave her some creature comforts as proof she could trust me with some of her father’s secrets, like where he keeps his business ledgers. Ledgers that would give us a power over him that we don’t currently hold.
They have details of all his business dealings in Moscow and will work as a roadmap to bringing him down from the inside, if we can get our hands on them.
I clear my throat as I shut the door relatively hard, trying to startle her from sleep.
She groans, rolls over, but remains asleep.
I roll my eyes and move closer, watching the way her chest heaves with each heavy breath.
It feels a little odd the way I could enjoy just watching her, but I need her to wake.
“Anya,” I say her name, but she doesn’t stir.
I shake my head and crawl onto the bed next to her, lying down by her side. Slowly, I drag my fingers down her exposed arm, watching as goosebumps prickles over her flesh in their wake.
Anya shudders at the light touch, her lips falling open on a soft gasp. I lean forward and capture her lips, enjoying the pillowy softness of them against my own. I thrust my tongue between her parted lips and she moans into my mouth, driving me crazy.
“Wake up,” I murmur against her lips.
Her eyes fly open suddenly, wide and as beautiful as the ocean. She pushes my chest, trying to move me away, but I don’t budge. “What the hell? Haven’t you heard of knocking?”
I smile. “You sleep like the dead, so that wouldn’t have worked. I cleared my throat and said your name, to no avail.” I shrug. “So I thought a more physical approach was necessary.”
She looks at me angrily, shaking her head. “What do you want?”
I wrap my fingers around her throat and enjoy the way her pulse rollercoasters beneath my skin, pounding harder and faster. “That’s no way to speak to your future husband, is it?”
“You are delusional if you think that will ever happen.” She rolls her eyes, but she can’t mask the flash of desire in her blue depths.
I tighten my grasp on her throat. “We’ll see.” There’s a certainty in my bones that Anya is supposed to be by my side through every up and down this life might throw at me.
No matter what she says, she’ll come to realize it in time.
“I’m going into the lion’s den tonight as per your instructions.”
Her nostrils flare, fear igniting in her eyes, but I can’t understand why. “You better be careful.”
I smirk. “Are you worried about me, printessa?”
“Don’t flatter yourself.” She turns her nose up, but I see the truth in her eyes. For some unknown reason, she is worried about my welfare.
“How about a goodbye kiss?” I ask.
Her eyes narrow as she looks at me warily. “I’d rather not.”
“I don’t care what you’d rather do.” I yank her toward me and press my lips to hers, kissing her deeply.
She moans, her entire body relaxing as I pull her against me. The need tightens my gut as I realize there’s no way I’m going to be satisfied with a kiss. Anya is only wearing a skimpy little night dress I supplied her with, giving me perfect access to her beautiful cunt between her thick thighs.
She gasps as I slip my fingers between them, gently parting her wet lips and then delving inside. Her gasp is such a sexy sound it makes me painfully hard, and I know this isn’t what I should be doing mere hours before a dangerous heist.
I should be making preparations, but I’ll leave it to my men.
“Tell me the truth, Anya. You love it when I touch you,” I breathe into her ear, before nipping the lobe with my teeth.
