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Again, I hate that he’s right.
“Just make sure everything is fine at the house before you leave it. You know, don’t leave the stove on, make sure the security system is on, and don’t –”
“Don’t forget to renew your subscription to shut-the-fuck-up. I got you,” he interjects.
I roll my eyes. “Get here before Monday if you want a piece of the action. We’ll be in Dimalona.”
“Got it.”
We say our goodbyes, and I end the call, feeling a strange mixture of unease and excitement. The game has changed, and the stakes are higher than ever. But with Jasha’s backing, and Dream by my side, I feel like we’re going to be able to pull this off.
The Cartel’s days are numbered.
I glance at the bathroom door, knowing that what lies beyond it is probably an even greater challenge than the Cartel. The way Dream makes me feel could either make my life complete or ruin me forever.
I sigh, falling backward onto the bed and staring at the ceiling. This one is too even, too smooth and flawless to make shapes out of the imperfections.
I find myself resenting that kind of perfection. There’s nothing to be done with it, no problems to solve, no challenges, and no interest to it.
It’s boring.
I’m the type of man to need a challenge in his life. When Jasha and I started getting into organized crime, I loved the fact that behind every challenge there was monetary gain. I reveled in knocking down obstacles, obliterating our opposition, and proving to the world that no difficulty was bigger than me.
The money made it fun, but it also wasn’t the real reason I did it. I wanted to prove myself, and I feel like I have. The wins aren’t as entertaining because I have nobody to share them with but Jasha.
With Dream, I feel like I have a new purpose. I’m excited again, ready to get myself way in over my head and come out swinging so hard that I win against all odds.
I don’t want to prove myself to the world anymore.
I want to prove myself to her.
As though to accept my attempts, the bathroom door opens and Dream steps out…
And there’s not a shred of clothing on her perfect body.
17
Dream
Iwas going to ask Nikolai to bring me something to wear, but I’m not able to get the words out before he charges toward me, grabbing me by the waist and planting his lips against mine.
I’m shocked, unable to register what’s happening for the first few seconds, but the taste of his mouth on mine replaces all my inhibitions and I give into him, melting in his arms as he presses his powerful body into mine.
I don’t know why he’s decided to do this now, or what it’ll mean for our future, but I’m so captivated by his primal urges that I put the future to rest for the time being. What matters now is this single moment in time, consequences be damned.
Nikolai’s tongue pushes into my mouth, swirling around inside and running across my teeth. A rush moves through me, like I just jumped off a cliff with my eyes closed, unsure if there’s solid ground or water beneath me, but willing to take the risk for the hell of it.
It feels suicidal in a way, destined to ruin me, but alluring in a wicked way.
His hands are all over me – feeling, grabbing, squeezing. He cups my ass cheeks and spread them as he dips down, burying his erection between my thighs and grinding it against my pussy.
My wetness building on the fabric of his pants, taking away some of the friction, but it would be better with them off. I move my hands to his belt, unbuckling it and shoving his pants down so hard we both nearly topple backward into the bathroom.
He breaks from the kiss only long enough to take his pants off the rest of the way and fling them across the room. Then, he’s back on me, pinning me against the wall and rubbing his throbbing cock between my labia.
He’s practically inside me already, spreading his precum over the inner lips of my pussy as he pushes me harder into the wall. There’s a fire growing in my belly that’s telling me to do it myself if he doesn’t, to grab him and guide him in so that he can fuck me standing up.
But he acts before I get the chance to, picking me up and throwing me onto the bed. I nearly roll off, clutching the sheets to keep me from falling to the floor as he jumps onto the mattress like an angry beast.
