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“What the hell—?” But before the words slip through my lips, I turn and see for myself. Alyona is walking towards us with a brilliant smile on her face, her long legs exposed by the slit in her slinky black dress. She’s always been stunning, but tonight? She’s straight-up fire.
“Fuck me,” I blurt, earning a chuckle from Daniil.
“Dude, I’m not gonna tell you how to live your life, but I will remind you that she turned eighteen last month. Fully legal.”
“Not helping,” I bite out. “She’s our best friend’s little sister. Off-limits.”
Daniil snuffs the joint underfoot, sighing, “Just saying she’s old enough to make her own choices. And it seems like she knows what she wants.”
Her eyes lock with mine across the crowd, her stare unwavering and undeniably fixated on me. Christ. This girl has turned me inside out. I brush my hair from my face, a low flutter in my gut suggests that after tonight, nothing is going to be the same.
“Hey,” she says, approaching us, smoothing down her way-too-short dress. “I hope it’s okay that I came. I just needed a change of scenery.”
“‘Course. It’s more than okay.” Daniil jumps in. “Stay here, I’m getting you a drink.”
Daniil heads off, leaving us alone. Our eyes meet, and I swear my lungs forget their job. I’ve always been a sucker for her baby blues, and tonight, with the hint of mascara and eyeliner she has on, I’m already lost in their depths.
“Is that a new tattoo?” Aly asks, breaking the awkward silence. She’s pointing at the new ink of a Chinese dragon I had done recently.
“Yeah, what do you think?” I ask, holding my forearm out for her to take a closer look.
Her fingers skim my bare skin, sending shivers up my arm. “It’s really cool,” she says. “Doesn’t the Chinese dragon symbolize power and strength? It’s perfect for you.” My head snaps up, thrilled by her unexpected compliment.
When I meet her eyes, there’s no trace of the once-shy teen in her stare. Her eyes flash with something I’ve never seen before. Lust. Holy shit. The perfect angel is ready to dance with the devil. That look alone should send me running, but it doesn’t.
Instead, I tell her exactly what I’m thinking. “Shit, Aly, you look…” I try not to let my eyes linger as long as they do on her lips, on the swell of her tits in that tight dress, on all that bare leg. I fail miserably. “Amazing.”
So much for not perving on her. She flicks a glance to the grass, a blush tinting her cheeks before her eyes reconnect with mine. I draw in a deep breath, letting it escape as a soft hiss, because now there is no denying it. She’s flirting with me.
Daniil joins us again, pushes a drink into each of our hands—beer for me and some girly concoction for Aly—and tells us to enjoy ourselves before sauntering up to a pair of brunettes that have been eye-fucking him all night. I know how my brother’s evening will end, I’m just not sure about my own.
I nod my chin towards the swings hanging from a branch of the great oak tree on the edge of the property. She offers me her hand, and I lead her through the crowd so we can be alone.
“And here I thought your wild parties were all about sex, drugs, and rock and roll.” She smirks, taking a seat on the swing beside mine. “Apparently, you prefer to swing.”
I laugh. “First time for everything,” I drawl, taking a slow sip of my beer before placing the can down at my feet. “Have to admit, I’ve been thinking about you these past few months.”
She twists the swing so she’s facing me. “I’ve been thinking about you, too. More than you know.” Our eyes clash, and the simmer of attraction bubbles into something far more electric.
“Oh yeah?” I give her my full attention, despite the chaotic scene in the distance which includes a borderline orgy raging in the pool. “What is it you’ve been thinking about?”
Her tongue swipes over her full bottom lip, and my cock throbs in response. With no hint of hesitation or uncertainty, she says, “I’ve been thinking about that kiss. What happened between us. And I think I’d like it to happen again, but I want more this time.”
A groan escapes my lips. Because what she’s suggesting is going to be my fucking downfall. “Yulian—”
“Yulian is not here,” she interrupts. “And it’s none of his business what we do, anyhow.”
“I think Yulian would find it very much his business what happens between us, but fuck…” I trail off. I’m not made of granite, and I’ve been on my knees for Aly since our first encounter. I haven’t so much as touched another woman, the taste of her still branded on my lips.
“I’m not asking for a happily ever after or anything. I just want you to… to teach me.” She raises her eyebrows, looking at me to fill in the blanks.
“Teach you…?” She’s not saying what I think she’s saying, is she? “I need you to say the words.”
She reddens slightly but still manages to get the words out. “I want you to be my first time. I want you to teach me. Show me what I’m missing.” Her eyes dart over to the bodies writhing in the pool, her half-lidded gaze a silent challenge. “Or maybe I can find a hot manwhore who’d be willing to—”
“Fuck no.” Protectiveness wells up inside of me. Coming to my senses, I stand up and grab ahold of the swing’s ropes above her head. “None of those assholes are good enough for you,” I say angrily. “You want to learn how to feel good, you come to me.”
“That’s what I’m doing.” She leans back and wraps her legs around my waist, bringing my hard cock flush into her core. Her dress rises, bunching around her waist, exposing me to the intoxicating sight of her pussy covered only by a tiny scrap of lace.
