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“No. I asked the guy I was with.”

“And what did he have to say?”

I swallow past the panic and turn to look at him head-on. “That you were known for your short temper. That rumors are circling what your real business practices are.”

Kane tilts his head to the side, but his expression doesn’t change. “What do you believe?”

“I think there’s a lot they don’t know about who you really are. They judge you based on appearance.” I scoot until he’s touching me again because I can’t stop myself. “They’re intimidated by you.”

“What about you, Jaxon?”

“I am. In a good way. I like that you push me out of my comfort zone. I’m just adjusting.”

The waitress walks up to the table and sets a tray down with several different dishes. Another waiter sets our wine glasses on the table, pouring some for us. “Is there anything you need, Sir?”

“No. Please give us privacy, Irina.”

“Yes, Sir.”

Kane picks up a fork, stabs something onto the fork, and holds it to my lips. “Konigsberger klopse.” I take a bite, wondering why the hell he’s feeding me right now. But the pleased look on his face makes my heart flip. For whatever reason, I want to please him, and it doesn’t make any fucking sense. I’m not a people pleaser. I’ve always done what I want when I want. I don’t care what people think, but for some reason, I care too fucking much about what Kane thinks.

“Holy shit. That’s good.”There’s that fucking look again.

He picks up something else. “Pelmeni s gribami.” He does this through several dishes, feeding me several bites, then taking some of his own. By the time he picks up a piece of bread, I’m so turned on again that I’m uncomfortable. I didn’t know someone feeding you could be so fucking erotic. He picks up a piece of bread. “Rasstegai.”

When I take a bite this time, I wrap my tongue around his finger. Kane’s eyes burn into my face until he sees me swallow. His hand comes up to the side of my face, and he seals his lips over mine with a groan. This isn’t a kiss that should be in public, but I can’t stop it. I’m very aware that the curtain is open and that curious eyes are on us, wondering who’s with the big bad boss. I tune it all out and focus on Kane’s lips on mine.

Wondering when the fuck we got here.

* * *

I’m woken up the next morning by Kane’s lips on my back. He gets to my bare ass and works his way back up to my neck.

After dinner and that hot as fuck kiss, we left the restaurant, almost ripping each other’s clothes off in the limo. Kane kept me right on the edge until we got to his apartment. And he was right. When he finally let me come, it was so much sweeter. I was floating on a damn cloud, coming so hard that I almost blacked out. But that was just the beginning of the night. We talked for a long time. He told me that this wasn’t his main residence, and he told me more about his businesses. His restaurants, clubs, and hotels. I knew he had money; that much is obvious, but I didn’t realize how much until he was done talking. But that doesn’t matter to me. After that, we were waking each other up, trying to satisfy this need to be close to each other. It was a dizzying feeling, and each time I woke up, hard as fuck and needing him, I fought it like hell. Until it got so bad that I couldn’t stop myself from reaching out and stroking his cock until he woke up. He’d wake up and give me whatever I needed.

“Good morning,Litso kukly,” Kane says, covering me with his body. His bare cock slides across my ass, and I can’t help but flinch. “None of that. I know you’re sore. I want to take you somewhere today.”

He lets me roll over to face him, and I prop my head in my hand, running my other hand across his big chest. “Where?”

“I have a cottage hidden away, and I want you to see it.”

“I’d like that.” I lean over and kiss him softly, but it quickly morphs into something else when Kane takes over. He has me on my back, rubbing his body against mine before I can blink. I sink my fingers into his ass, feeling the muscles shift.

He pulls back suddenly, sitting back on his heels, and I catch myself trying to follow him. “You’re fucking dangerous.”

I drop back on the bed, willing myself to gain control over my eager cock. “Who would have known you’d have so much stamina?”

Kane raises a black brow. “I don’t have any issues with stamina.” He rubs a thumb over the bite mark on my hip. “As you know.”

“Trust me. My ass will never forget.”

He massages both of my hips. “I want your ass to remember the shape of my cock.”

“I don’t think we have any problems with that. Whose cock needs to be that big? It’s like a weapon.”

Kane barks a laugh. “I didn’t hear you complaining last night.” He braces his hands beside my head, leaning down to my ear. “I remember quite clearly you begging Daddy to fuck you harder.” He sucks on the pulse point jumping in my neck. “Deeper. Faster.”

“Fuck, Kane,” I groan. “My cock is never going to go down if you don’t stop talking.”

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