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Mikhail just watches me for a few seconds, then laughs. “It’s not like it would matter, baby.”
I narrow my eyes at him, take his chin between my fingers and squeeze lightly.“To me, it would matter.”
“Okay, okay.” He smiles, puts down the lid of the toilet, and slowly lowers himself to sit on it. “I’m all yours.”
“Exactly.”I nod, take the razor and the shaving cream from the sink, then proceed to get my husband back to his original handsome self.
After I am done, I turn to put the shaving supplies back when I hear the lock on the bathroom door behind me. I turn and find Mikhail smirking at me.
“No,” I mouth.
“Yes.”
“You got shot five days ago. Twice. We are not doing anything that would require a locked door.”
“Come here.”
“No.”
He reaches forward with his hand, hooks a finger onto the waistband of my jeans, and pulls me toward him until I’m standing between his legs. “Turn around.”
I sigh and obey.
“I love when you pretend you are docile.” He whispers in my ear and starts unbuttoning my jeans.
I open my mouth to tell him what I think about that declaration since I can’t sign to him with my back pressed to his chest, but when his hand slides inside my jeans, the words die on my lips.
“Wet already?” he asks, and I feel his finger entering me. “I like that. I like that very much, Bianca.”
He bites my shoulder and adds another finger, making me gasp.
“What do you think, how much time will it take me to make you come, hmm?” He makes a slow circling motion around my clit. “Five minutes?”
I close my eyes and nod my head.
“I doubt it, baby.” He whispers, then pinches my clit lightly. “You won’t last more than two minutes.”
I lean back onto his chest and open my legs slightly wider. The things this man can do with his hand... it’s madness.
“Eyes, Bianca.”
I open them and watch our reflections in the mirror above the sink—Mikhail’s hand between my legs and a wolfish smile on his face. He removes his finger and I want to scream, but then he thrusts it back all the way in and presses my clit with his thumb, and I shatter instantly.
“Barely a minute and a half, baby.” He kisses my shoulder. “We’ll try again later. See if we can make it in under a minute.”
Wicked, wicked man.
Epilogue
Six weeks later
“I have a surprise for you.”I sign and place my hands on Mikhail’s chest.
“Oh? What is it?”
I let my lips widen in a smug smile, take a hold of his tie, and take a step backward, pulling him toward me. Mikhail’s eyebrow lifts, but he follows me, taking one step forward for every two of mine as he allows me to lead him across the living room to the gym. Without letting go of his tie, I turn the knob and drag him inside, waiting for his reaction when he sees the setup I’ve prepared. He stops at the threshold to look at the blinds I pulled all the way down over the floor-to-ceiling windows. The only light in the room is from two lamps I moved from the living room and placed in opposing corners. His lips lift when he spots the chair I placed in the middle of the room, but he doesn’t comment. Curling my finger at him, I draw him into my makeshift theater, leading him until we reach the chair.
“Sit down,”I sign and push lightly at his chest.
