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“Fuck!”My abs pulled and my erection swelled, aching for release.

She gasped and bit down on her lip, swallowing her moans. “Alexei!”

I couldn’t wait any longer. She was wet... so fucking ready for me. I pulled my finger out and pushed the sweatpants down. My dick sprung out and I positioned her on the tip. She rolled her hips, desperately seeking contact. I denied her; waiting for her to say whatIneeded to hear.

“Did you miss me, kitten?”

She nodded.

“Say it.”

“I missed you.”

Lust fueled my veins. I closed the gap, tasting the breath between our lips. “You want me to fuck you?”

“I want... I need you to fuck me.” Her eyes begged. “Hard.”

With a short growl, I pulled her in. Stiffened when she breathlessly took in all of me. “Fuck!”

My grip on her wrist loosened and I held her waist, thrusting,fucking, until we both gasped for air. Our legs clambered against the counter the muffled sound traveled with my groans. The sound of fabric ripping sliced through the air and her night dress slipped off.

Her breasts bounced; hip slapped against hip. I sucked on a nipple, tasting, teasing. She threw her head back and covered her mouth with a hand.

I fisted her hair; lips latched onto her neck—and her other hand scraped my back. I groaned, breathing harshly on her skin. I could feel the rush. I was going to come.

But I couldn’t stop, I fucked her like a man on the brink of insanity, pounding into her hard that she slid on the counter.

She kissed my neck, wrapped her legs around my waist, and shattered in my arms as she came violently. I covered my mouth over hers and swallowed her cry.

I kept fucking her through her orgasm chasing my release.

Her breasts molded against my chest as she kissed me. Soft and cautious, like she was scared I would pull away. Her teeth grazed my lips and a growl rumbled at the back of my throat.

With one final thrust, I jerked and finished inside her. My cum ran down her thighs.

I flicked my tongue over hers and kissed her deeply, stealing her breath right out of her lungs. When I pulled away, she looked up, dazed and sweaty. Long eyelashes, dilated pupils, and swollen lips.

I had never seen any woman more beautiful.

I remembered what she’d said to me back in Denver and breathed into her ear.

“I can never burn for a whore the way I burn for you.”

Chapter 16 - Vanessa

Xander played with his toys on the bed, lifting a sports car in the air, as if it were an airplane. The toy glided through the air, and he made funny noises with his lips. Watching him was a delight, but my mind was elsewhere.

Onhim.

About all the fun we had last week. The way he made my body tingle with every touch, every kiss, every caress... it drove me crazy.Hedrove me crazy.

It had gone better than I could ever have imagined. After that night in the kitchen, I moved into his roompermanently. He also spent more time with Xander and me and less time at his clubs and casinos. Considering he was a busy man; I knew these were sacrifices; he officially included us in his time. He stuck to his promise and proved that he would never put his son through what he had gone through in the past. I didn’t dare ask him when he had last seen one ofhis girlsbut judging by his insatiable hunger for me, it could have been a while ago.

I respected him for it and expressed my gratitude in more thanmanyways. Every night. Sometimes during the day—in the kitchen, the living room, the bedroom, and every place else we could let off sexual steam. He would leave me exhausted and weak in the knees, and we’d still do it again.

It had become sort of a routine for us; having great sex that got better every time.

But it didn’t answer the lingering question at the back of my mind: where did it leave us? Where did we stand? Would he eventually get bored with me?

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