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He’d look at me with hunger in his eyes… That’s something he already does.
He’d put his large hands on me, exploring my body… I’m sure he wouldn’t wait long to do it.
Then, I’m certain he’d want to press his lips into mine, just like I’ve been thinking about doing since the moment I saw him.
8
Ivan
Lily relaxes considerably, her voice loosening and her words slowing as we fill the dining room with smoke. Her laughter is the purest sounds I’ve ever heard, and the way her eyes light up as we share memories of her uncle is mesmerizing.
I find myself getting pulled into her energy, forgetting the danger that she is bringing into my life. She’s just so pure, so unlike anything I’ve ever experienced. Most people would be hesitant to say things to me, to defy me and to laugh in my presence, but she does all that and more.
It’s confusing just as much as it is alluring. She’s an outsider that doesn’t really make sense to me, a grenade full of new emotions, and with every sentence that leaves her mouth, she’s tempting me to pull the pin.
After our cigars are smoked and our bellies are full, we move from the dining room to the lounge, which Lily slumps over in a crushed velvet loveseat. Her shirt rides up her pale thighs, but she doesn’t appear to care.
“Do you ever feel like you need a break from it all?” she asks, tilting her head back and looking up at the ceiling.
I sit down on the couch across from her, leaning back and trying to tear my eyes away from her legs. She’s just letting that shirt ride all the way up to the very tops of her thighs, with no care in the world.
My cock throbs in my pants, and it takes everything in me not to reach down and squeeze it. I cross my legs, using my thighs to relieve some of the ache, but then immediately uncross them as she looks over at me.
“Did you hear me?” she asks.
“Oh, um, yes. A break from it all,” I mutter, leaning back and looking at the ceiling. I close my eyes, trying to focus on her question. “I guess everyone needs a break sometimes, but I don’t often have the time.”
“You have the money, though,” she points out. “Why not put someone else in charge and take a vacation. Or you could retire.”
I chuckle, opening my eyes and looking at her again. Her legs are even more exposed than before, and they’re parted slightly, giving me a view I never thought I’d get this soon. Or ever, considering how resistant she tends to be.
I swallow hard, looking away and distracting myself with the bookshelf on the far side of the room. “You don’t retire from the Bratva,” I mutter, scanning the titles without really reading any of the words. My brain is stuck on Lily’s thighs.
“Dimitri retired, didn’t he?”
My head turns, and my eyes wander right back to Lily’s beautiful legs. I’m certain she’s doing this on purpose now. I can almost see her little pussy peeking out from under the shirt, and her puffy nipples aren’t trying to hide themselves either. I’ve been distracted by those since she finished her shower.
“Dimitri, yes…” I mutter, trying to remember what she just said.
“So, you can retire as well.”
I shake my head, blinking rapidly to clear my clouded vision. “No, no, that’s not possible. Dimitri never really retired, either. He still wore the ring, and if I needed him, he was still on call. I just never called him out of respect for his decision to lessen his involvement.”
“Sounds like retirement to me,” she says, glancing over at me and smirking. She drops one leg over the edge of the couch, dangling it there like bait.
I have half a mind to take it, too, but that would be too bold. Besides, I think it might be a trap. Somehow, she’s trying to fool me into pursuing her, maybe to turn my mind to mush and manipulate me.
I can’t forget she’s related to Dimitri. He was fiendishly clever and a master of manipulation. Even I had to be careful around him at times.
My eyes wander over Lily’s perfect body, wondering how much longer I’m going to be able to last like this. My cock is throbbing so badly that I feel like it’s going to explode in my pants. I should’ve worn stretchy fabric. Wool has no give.
I divert my eyes again as she looks toward me. I can see that little smirk on her lips. What the hell is she doing that for?
“You could retire,” she says, her voice light and breathy. “But I think you have too much fun being a terrible person and making money in the process. That’s probably what it is.”
I laugh at her conclusion. “Yeah, that’s right. You nailed it.”
She laughs with me. “Men are weird. They go to great lengths to do totally unnecessary things. Who are you really impressing with all this?”
