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Thankfully, Derrick hadn’t mentioned anything to Claire or Marcie. He likely hadn’t wanted to worry them while they were on their much-needed short break, but I was glad of the reprieve. I’d need to tell them something eventually, but not yet.
I’d actually had a text from the girls earlier, too. They’d told me all about the various spa treatments they’d indulged in, including getting massages from hunky male masseurs. Marcie was especially happy about that! Personally, I would find that excruciating and not in the least bit relaxing or enjoyable. Well, maybe if it was Ash, I might feel differently. I grinned wickedly at the thought.
It was weird how quickly I had come to crave my sexy Russian’s company. We barely knew each other, and yet I couldn’t stop thinking about him. I missed him terribly and hoped he was safe. I knew he was with his brothers, but I was still worried.
After dinner, Nonna retired to watch her soap operas. Romi had business to deal with in the office, so Sonia and I went to the cinema room to binge on some Netflix and kill a few hours.
By the time 11 p.m. came, I was tired and ready for bed but wanted to wait up for Ash. I was anxious to see him again. The men had been gone for hours, and it bothered me that they weren’t back yet.
Sonia assured me that they were fine and would have everything under control, but I couldn’t help but worry about what trouble Ash might get himself into without me there to get him out of it.
I laughed inwardly at the very thought. I might have helped Ash yesterday and this morning, but I knew that he wasn’t the type of man who would normally need anyone to protect him.
In fact, I expected he was usually the one doing the protecting. Still, I found that as much as he had stated that I was now his to protect, I felt the same about him. Nevertheless, I reminded myself that he wasn’t alone and that his family would have his back. There was nothing I could do but wait.
Eventually, Sonia convinced me to go to bed, and I dragged myself up to my room. While I undressed, I thought about the events of the last two days and how much my life had changed since meeting Ash a week ago. I realised that I wasn’t the same girl who went to the Glitz event. I already felt more confident, sassy, and sexy. I knew the catalyst had been my sacking, but I put the majority of the changes down to meeting Ash. I’d come such a long way in just a week, and I was excited to see how much more I would develop and grow with Ash in my life.
Wow. It all seemed crazy and fast, but it also felt so right. I felt alive and excited about the future. I couldn’t wait to explore this thing between us. I was amazed at how easily I had accepted that he and his family were Bratva, but I put that down to my romance novels. Had the books I read romanticised that life too much, I wondered? Could I truly handle the real thing, and did I want to? Those were some of the questions going through my head as I climbed under the covers. I guessed only time would tell.
In the meantime, I planned on getting some sleep and dreaming about Ash and some of the sexual encounters we might have in the future. The taste in the library whetted my appetite, and I couldn’t wait to have another.
I drifted off to sleep with a smile on my face, and my thoughts filled with intense grey eyes and a sexy Russian accent.
CHAPTER 22
ASH
SUNDAY MORNING - WAKING GRACIE
As soon as it was light, I was awake with a raging hard-on. I needed to see Gracie, but I knew that my body was still not quite healed enough to do our first-time justice, so I needed to get my shit under control.
I took a cold shower, which helped, but I was still sporting a semi as I walked to her room a short while later. I knocked on the door, but there was no response. I tried again, but still no response, so I entered the room.
Gracie lay on her side, sleeping. I took a moment to observe her at rest. She was absolutely the most beautiful woman I had ever seen, with her long golden locks framing her face. Her pale skin was flawless, and her lips were full and pink. I knew I should probably leave or wake her, but I couldn’t seem to do either. Instead, I stood there staring at her, feeling a bit like a creep, unable to pull my gaze from her.
Her eyes moved beneath her eyelids, and she appeared to be dreaming. I wondered what she was dreaming of, and when she turned onto her back and moaned, I hoped it was me. She moaned again, stretching her body, and I licked my lips at the sensuous picture she posed. She looked so sexy. I vaguely registered the thought that I really should go. Yet still, I didn’t move.
I scanned her body, noticing a small foot sticking out of the cover. It was the cutest thing I’d ever seen. I’d never had a foot fetish before, but all of a sudden, I couldn’t get the image of sucking on her toes out of my head.
She stretched languidly and moaned again, and my gaze was drawn back to her lips. Another moan. My cock jerked at the sound.
I was pretty sure that her dream was of the ex-rated kind, and I smirked as a wicked thought entered my mind. Was this a situation I was going to take full advantage of? Damn, right.
I leaned down to kiss her lightly on those luscious lips. I was delighted when she responded in her sleep, and I smiled against her lips and then deepened the kiss.
I removed my clothes, slipped under the covers, and pulled her close. Kissing her again, my hand slipped inside her pyjama shorts. I started working my fingers over her hard little nub, and I was rewarded when she moaned into my mouth and moved against me. My Little Miss Hot Mess was a sensual creature, and I liked it.
My cock liked it too. In fact, it liked it so bloody much it was throbbing so hard that it physically hurt, but I ignored it. It wanted to bury itself into Gracie and ride her hard, but I wasn’t up to the kind of sex it wanted, so it would have to wait. When I took her, I wanted to blow her mind, and for that, I needed to be at full strength. Currently, I ached all over, and my ribs throbbed even worse than my cock.
Still, I fully intended on having another taste of my Little Miss Hot Mess right now, and neither my ribs nor my cock nor any other part of me was about to stop me,
So, I willed my cock to calm down; it wasn’t at all happy with that, but tough. Besides, I told it, delayed gratification could make great sex even better. It didn’t go down any and continued to throb angrily as I worked Gracie’s little nub between my fingers, so I didn’t think it believed me.
She was still sleeping and moaning and bucking against my fingers as I slid down her body and pulled her shorts down before replacing my fingers with my mouth. I licked and sucked deeply on her clit and was rewarded when her whole body shuddered. Spurred on by her reaction, I continued with this for a while, enjoying how she squirmed beneath me, her hips bucking up into my mouth. She was getting close; I could feel it.
I grazed her clit with my teeth, then gave her a slight nip, and that’s when I felt her come awake with a jolt. I looked up at her, and our gazes locked. I smirked as I inserted two fingers inside her and thrust them in and out gently.
“Morning, sweetheart!” I murmured.
