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Angelina’s body starts shaking, her walls squeezing my cock. She’s so alluring with her hair tangled and falling over her flustered face. I grab a fistful of the black strands and thrust inside her, hard. A slight sound, like a kitten purring, leaves her lips. Hearing it, combined with the way her tight pussy is gripping my cock when she comes, throws me over the edge. I slam into her like a madman until my seed explodes inside her.
She mumbles something incoherent, sighs, then sags onto me, burying her face in the crook of my neck.
“You okay, baby?” I ask.
“Yes,” she whispers and nuzzles at my neck.
I smile, place a kiss on the top of her head and dial Roman.
“Done already?”
“Fuck you, Roman.” I lean back and brush my palm down Angelina’s back. “Why would the Irish offer us an in for that shipment?”
“So, you also think that this stinks?”
We’re not on good terms with the Irish. They don’t come onto our turf, we don’t tread on theirs. You could say we’re putting up with each other’s presence, but each would be very happy if the other ceased to exist. Having O’Neil call Roman only two weeks after he practically declared that they would try to dip their hands into our business is alarming.
“Yes. Big time. Did you call Dushku to let him know?”
“Yes. I’m meeting him tonight,” Roman says. “I told O’Neil that I’m otherwise engaged, and that you’ll come instead.”
“When?”
“In four hours. He picked someplace in the industrial district. I’ll send you the location.”
“Okay.”
“Be careful, and call me the moment you’re done. I don’t like this.”
“Alright.” I cut the line and look down at Angelina, who is still plastered to my chest, her breathing labored. Her legs still shaking. My phone pings. Must be the text from Roman. I glance at it briefly and forward it to Felix.
“I need to call Albert. We’ll head home right after.”
“Okay,” she whispers into my chest.
I keep caressing her back as I hit the speed dial for Felix. I love this, how she feels in my arms.
“What?” Felix barks the moment the line connects.
“You’re in a nice mood.”
“I had a fight with Marlene.”
Again? Those two need a relationship counseling.
“I’m meeting Liam O’Neil in four hours,” I say as I move my hand to pet the top of Angelina’s head. “I need you to access the cameras around the meeting spot and check if there’s anything suspicious. I’ve forwarded you the location Roman sent.”
“What am I looking for?”
“I’m not sure. They said they want to discuss business, but the story doesn’t hold. Do you have someone in the vicinity who could make a pass closer to the meeting time?”
“Let me see the location first.” There are a few seconds of silence. “Hmm. I think Little Sam’s bakery is on the next block. He could have a look.”
“Good. We’ll be home soon.”
The ride to Sergei’s house takes half an hour, but I can still feel my legs shaking the whole way back. I can’t believe we had sex in a car. ThatIhad sex in a car. I’ve only had one boyfriend, and the two times we slept together, it was in a bed, lights off, missionary position. It wasn’t exactly a mind-blowing experience, but I thought it was okay. Impulsive is the farthest word to describe me, but when I felt Sergei’s hands on my pussy, I ignited. I couldn’t think about anything other than having him inside me, right away.
The madness only intensified when I heard him speaking with his pakhan over the phone. It felt somehow forbidden but also alluring, me riding him in his car, where anyone could see us.But when he thrust his finger into my mouth to silence me so Petrov wouldn’t hear us, it pushed me over the edge.
