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I’m going to go mad if this isn’t over soon.
Knowing she’s sleeping in his bed is even worse. I fight the urge to call her, eventually drifting into a restless sleep until my alarm goes off in the morning and I know that it’s time to pick her up. We go back to the hotel in silence, and I close the door behind us as we walk in, Lidiya’s entire posture awkward and stiff.
“I told him yes to the trip,” she says quietly. “So we leave on Friday. I wrote all the details down–where we’ll be staying, all of it. Everything that I could get him to tell me. I’m guessing he’s going there on the business that you told me about–whatever has to do with the cartel, but he’s not telling me much about that.”
“That’s fine. The fact that you’re going at all will help. I’ll be there too, and any bits of information you can tell me I can follow up on. We’ll do this together.”
She flinches at that. I hadn’t meant to say it. I feel as if it’s taking everything in me not to pick her up and toss her back onto the bed, to take what I need so badly and what I know she wants to give me. I’ve never wanted any woman so badly in my life.
“Levin–” she says my name hesitantly, and I look up at her.
“What?”
“Is there something I can do? Something more, I mean–”
You can take off that dress and lay back on the bed and let me fuck you until we both come. You can ride my cock until I’m so drained I can’t move. You can–
“Levin?”
“I need to go. I need to be somewhere else.” The words come out tight and strangled in my throat. “I’m sure you want to rest–”
“Are you angry with me?” Her voice is smaller than I’ve heard it before, strained with what I can only imagine is the stress and anxiety of the past weeks. “I’ve done my best.”
“I’m not angry.” I grit my teeth, trying to measure what words come out of my mouth next. “But if I don’t find somewhere else to be in the next few minutes, Lidiya, you’re going to end up with your skirt up around your hips while I bury my face between your legs. So I need to leave.”
Her eyes widen, her soft, full lips parting slightly, and I think I know what she’s going to say before she does, but I can’t leave in time to keep it from ensnaring us both. I can see the longing in her eyes, what she needs, andfuckI want to give it to her.
“What if I told you that I want you to do that?” she whispers, her voice slightly strangled. “What if I told you it helps, not having to remember him touching me, because I can think about you touching me instead?”
Something tightens in my chest, a feeling sweeping through me that I can’t entirely put a name to. I cross the room towards her in a few quick strides, and I hear her sharp intake of breath as I stand in front of where she’s sitting on the bed, stepping between her legs as one hand grabs her knee and the other cups the side of her face.
“Are you trying to tell me that you think about me, when you’re in bed with Grisha?” I murmur, looking down at her soft blue eyes. “Are you fantasizing about me, Lidiya?”
She swallows hard, and I think for a moment that she’s going to try to lie, to say no. I press my palm against the side of her face, one thumb brushing over her full lower lip. “Don’t lie to me,malysh,” I murmur softly.
Slowly, she nods, her eyes still fixed on mine. “It makes it easier,” she whispers. “Thinking about–”
“Thinking about what?” My hand slides up her knee, pushing the dress up higher, inch by inch as my fingers slide over her smooth, soft skin. Just touching her makes me ache, my entire body tightening with the wave of need for her. It feels almost impossible not to take this all the way, not to spill her back onto the bed and spread her legs wide and thrust myself deeply into her, but I know I can only go so far. It has to be about her, or I’ll lose myself entirely.
“What we’ve done–what we–”
“Tell me,malysh.” I brush my fingers over her lips again, and I’m aching to kiss her, to feel her lips part under mine, to feel the warm heat of her tongue in my mouth. But instead, I kneel down, pushing her skirt up the rest of the way with both hands as I gently spread her knees wider apart. “Tell me what you think about.”
“I–” she sucks in a breath as I turn my head, pressing a kiss to the inside of her knee. “I think about this.”
“You’ll have to be a little more detailed than that,malysh,” I murmur, sliding my lips up, over the soft flesh of her inner thigh. “Do you think about my lips here? Or somewhere else?”
“Higher,” she whispers, her voice choked. “Please, Levin–”
“Here?” I brush my lips against the very top of her thigh, close to the crease there, my hands pushing her knees wider. “Or here?”
She cries out when I press my lips against the lacy front of her panties, my warm breath against the soft material, and I run my tongue over her there, tasting her through it. “Here, Lidiya?”
“Yes,” she gasps. “I think about that. I think about how good your tongue feels, ohgod, Levin–”
Hearing my name on her lips drives me wild. I reach up, grabbing the edge of her panties as I yank them down, and she moans breathlessly above me, her hands gripping the edge of the bed. “Please,” she breathes. “Please, Levin.”
“God, you drive me fucking insane when you beg.” My voice is a low growl now, my cock throbbing, and it takes every ounce of self-control I have not to stand up and drive myself into her. She would feel so fucking good, hot and wet and tight, and I close my eyes, forcing the thought back.
