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Ignoring the late hour, I type a message to our hackers, asking them to run a search on the vehicle license plate. They never sleep anyway. Two minutes later, a reply comes in. As I expected, the car was a rental. Varga rented it under the same false name.
I’m at a dead end. Not knowing where to go from here, I open Mina’s personal file. Somewhere in the vague mass of information that makes up her past must be a clue about Varga’s true identity. Thread by thread, I’ll pull apart her history until I find him.
An hour later, I’m still none the wiser. I instruct our hackers to dig deeper into Mina’s background, especially the years she was in the Special Forces and after—the time Mina turned into a woman old enough to harbor sexual interest in a man.
Rubbing my temples, I fight the first faint pulses of a headache. I won’t be able to go back to sleep. Instead, I quietly grab my running gear from the bedroom, get dressed in the lounge, and hit the streets. I run until sweat pours down my body and endorphins from overexertion expel the headache. My muscles are cramping by the time I get back, but it feels good. I needed the physical outlet for my frustration.
Mina wakes up when I enter the bedroom at sunrise.
Sitting up, she rubs her eyes. “Yan?”
I use the hem of my T-shirt to wipe the sweat from my face. “I’m here.”
“Where were you?”
“Out for a run.”
The sheet slips to her waist, exposing her breasts. They’re pale and round, too full for such a slight body.
I should have a shower. My feet should carry me to the bathroom, not to the edge of the bed.
All traces of sleep vanish from Mina’s face as she stares up at me with guarded blue eyes.
Reaching out slowly, I weigh one of those perfect tits in my palm. The tip is candy-sugar nude, a beautifully light shade. I roll her nipple between a forefinger and thumb until it grows hard and her pink areola contracts. I pull gently until it extends, popping out like a bitable cherry. Mina regards me with slightly parted lips and a peachy blush on her cheeks. I like her like this, all flushed and ready to be sucked.
Unable to resist, I lower my mouth to her breast. When she doesn’t object, I plump the curve between my fingers and taste that little cherry on my tongue. She gasps as I lick her. I like that, too. I like to hear what I do to her. I suck deeper and swirl my tongue.
Threading her fingers through my hair, she moans. “Yan.”
Yes. That’s exactly what I want to hear. I want my name on her lips when she comes.
I release her breast, moving my lips to her flat stomach while I drag the sheet away. Catching the gold belly ring between my teeth, I tug gently.
“Yan.” She clutches my shoulders. “I haven’t brushed my teeth.”
“Don’t worry. It’s not your mouth I’m going to kiss.” Gripping her thighs, I yank her to the edge of the bed.
She shrieks. Belatedly, she clamps a hand over her mouth.
I kneel between her legs. “They can’t hear.” The room is practically soundproof. “And if they do, I don’t give a fuck.”
I spread her wide and go straight for my prize. I don’t ask if she wants this. At this stage, the question is rhetorical. She moans as I alternate between sucking and nipping. Her arousal coats my chin, her wetness saying everything I want to know. I dip my tongue inside her warm pussy and nearly come in my pants when her inner muscles clench around the tip.
I need to make her come. Fast.
Licking her clit, I slide a finger inside. She arches her back. The action lifts her hips and gives me better access. The sounds she makes are sexy as hell, stoking the fire inside me to an unbearable inferno. Just like that, I lose control. I eat her like a maniac. The rhythm of my hand isn’t gentle. She grabs a fistful of the sheet and comes. I don’t wait for the aftershocks to settle. I’m too far gone. Flipping her around, I pull her up onto all fours.
“Don’t move,” I growl, watching her pussy contract around nothing as I strip quickly.
She’s stunning like this, wide open and poised for my viewing. I position my cock at her entrance and grab hold of her hips. She pushes backward, giving me compliance. The head of my cock stretches her as I slide in slowly. As always, she struggles to accommodate my size, but as soon as the head is sheathed, her muscles adapt. Her flesh turns softer, enticing me to push deeper. I do so inch by inch, watching the progress as I sink into her body, not stopping until I’m buried all the way inside.
