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When she pushes her ass out further, I bite down on my bottom lip to keep myself from coming, but the moment I feel her pulsating on my dick, I pull out and let everything drip onto her ass.

“You feel so good,” she says, turning to me and pulling my lips to hers. She kisses me eagerly, like she can’t get enough.

I lift her chin and place a kiss on her forehead, but I don’t bother to tell her how good she feels too.

Before I dress myself, I take a washcloth and wipe her down. I almost came inside of her again. I need to gain a bit of fucking control.

She glares at me, and I open the door for her. Dimitri’s leaning against the wall with his arms crossed. Sloane slips past us, probably embarrassed.

“Are you kidding?” he asks.

“I plan to fuck her on every surface I can find.”

“That’ll take you a while,” he laughs.

“I have all the time in the world.”

“Move and let me fucking pee,” he says, pushing me out of the doorway. “And look at your computer. I pulled up some documents for you to review.”

“The documents never end.”

Stepping out of the hallway, I find Sloane sitting in my seat with a romance book in her hands. She looks up at me and flips me the bird.

She’s cute when she’s mad—even if she has nothing to be mad about.

I step toward her and place a kiss on the tip of her middle finger. “That’s cute,” I say, turning to look at the things Dimitri was nagging me about.

I’m doing more than my father wanted. He’d be proud of me. Kirill is probably rolling in his grave, pissed at me for taking what was supposed to be his.

Then again, he’s probably proud too.

I’m taking what Giovanni wants.

* * *

The day flew past me while I sorted through everything Dimitri gave to me. I stared at the screen for hours before everything started to look like it was copied and pasted. While I tried to focus, I could only think about what Ludis said to me. It almost sounded like a threat ... like I don’t know what I’m doing. But I do, and I’ll be damned if he’s the one to make me question myself.

I asked Sloane if she wanted to share dinner with me, but she denied me. She’s getting too comfortable in this house and with everyone in it. That pisses me off in a strange way. She found a way to weasel her way into my life without me even noticing.

Max loves her, and they’ve hardly fucking talked. Dimitri does too. The only person I can rely on is Lev. His head is so far up his ass he doesn’t even care about what’s going on around him. At times, I think he cares about my plan more than I do.

I’ve never had someone irritate me more than Sloane does. But I can’t seem to get enough of the mouth she has. I want to hear more from her.

I stare at the ceiling trying to figure her out, but that’s an impossible task. Leaning on my elbows, I look at the clock on the nightstand. Three in the morning and she hasn’t left my thoughts.

I throw the sheets off my body and make my way to the kitchen for a glass of water and a sleeping pill. I don’t normally need pills to put my mind and body to sleep, but I do tonight because of her. When I close my eyes, I can see her vividly. It pisses me off.

I step off the bottom of the stairs and I’m stopped by the sight of Sloane in the kitchen. She’s wearing a large knit sweater and shorts that show every curve of her ass. Her head shakes as she looks back and forth in the fridge.

Fuck me, she’s gorgeous.

What she’s cooking smells good—I don’t know how I didn’t smell it before I got down here. I had no idea she knew how to cook like Mia does.

I take a couple of quiet steps into the kitchen until the island is the only thing separating us. Her body lifts up and down as she hums to a song that sounds familiar, but I can’t remember the lyrics. It’s a song my sister sings all the time.

A lover of music.

“You are all I long for,” she sings so gently I almost can’t hear her, but she sounds angelic. “No, she wouldn’t add this,” she says in her normal tone.

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