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“What’s wrong?”

“Nothing,” I lied, forcing a quick smile to my face. “I’m just cold.” The fact it had started flurrying and I couldn’t really feel my nose anymore helped sell it.

“Let’s go home, then.”

“We didn’t even get dinner yet. What kind of date doesn’t include dinner?”

“I’m planning on eating, just not here in front of all of these people.” He squeezed my ass and gave me a look that had my dick coming out of hibernation.

“Lead the way, Mishka.”

The use of his pet name turned an “I’m playfully horny” look into one that said, “I’m going to fucking devour you the second we walk in that door.”

I shivered in anticipation.

* * *

Devour was an accurate verb.

The second we were in the door, he pounced.

I’d barely had time to unwind his scarf when he grabbed either end and used it to yank me forward, crushing his lips to mine, sending a heatwave through my frozen limbs. I fumbled with the buttons on his coat before managing to push it off, inadvertently dropping it on Nadia.

She shook it off and did a quick circle around us. Since we didn’t pay attention, she jammed her nose into the side of my butt, pushing me farther into the apartment.

“Oh my God. What?” I huffed at the dog. “What do you want from me? I know Sveta just let you out an hour ago.”

She stared at me, cocked her head, and then pointedly looked at the couch.

Misha chuckled and stepped away from me, following her gaze. “She wants her ball.”

“Oh for fuck’s sake.” I sighed and picked up our coats, hanging them up properly while Misha bent to retrieve her favorite blue ball from where it rolled under the couch—never mind the entire basket of toys in the corner that she could have chosen to play with. “I didn’t realize dogs were so particular.”

“Only the smart ones.” Misha stood and flipped the ball up into the air. Nadia threw herself after it and caught the thing, filling the living room with tiny squeaking sounds as she chewed happily.

“Is that why you went with a Border Collie and not something more… I don’t know. Aggressive?”

“Aggressive?” He quirked an eyebrow, unbuttoning his navy suit jacket slowly. “Do you think I need a dog to protect me?”

Considering that was the moment he shrugged out of his suit jacket, followed by his shoulder holster, I shook my head. “No. Not at all. Just saying, most mafia guys have Dobermans and Pit bulls. Not cute family dogs.”

“I’d take intelligence over brute strength any day.”

“Says the guy who’s at least 6’4 and 200 pounds.”

He smiled and strolled back to me, his gaze locked on me like a missile. “And yet, you command me with a single word.”

That stupid flutter in my stomach was back. “I still have no idea why.”

For once, he didn’t try to convince me I was anything special. The second he was close enough, he slid his hands into my hair and tilted my head back, kissing me slowly.

Winding his tie around my hand, I reeled him in closer, breaking our kiss a moment later. That hungry look in his eyes was back and I wanted to take full advantage of it.

I tugged him forward as I walked backward a few steps before turning. Using his tie like a leash, I led him to the bedroom and shut the door before Nadia could follow us.

Misha came up behind me and kissed the back of my neck, letting his hands roam over my body. Lifting the hem of my sweater, he pulled it off and went right back to what he was doing before. My skin prickled with goosebumps and static electricity, from both the chill in the air and each sensuous kiss he planted on my body.

“What do you want tonight, detka?” he murmured in my ear. His cock ground against my ass and I almost said that. But then one hand stroked my face while the other groped my cock, so I wanted that too. And of course every time his mouth was on me, I never wanted it to stop.

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