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  “Everything started here, in this office. I’m sorry for your loss. In my own way, I’m still grieving for my father, but none of us can rewind time,” Sonia finally said, looking at Dimitri.

  Dimitri tipped her chin, gave her a rough, mind-blowing kiss that made her eyes dilate, her lips swell. He could go like this—with the taste of her still lingering in his mouth.

  “And you, Dimitri?” Vasily asked.

  Footsteps pounded outside. Men shouted. Johnny burst in, machine gun in hand, then halted.

  “Boss, get behind the desk,” Johnny said.

  Vasily waved him away. “Leave us, Johnny. I’ll handle this.”

  Looking dubious, Johnny eventually stepped out and closed the door behind him.

  “Killing Vlad was an accident, but I don’t regret it. He’s your brother, but from another perspective, he was hurting your businesses, giving the Family a bad rep. He needed to die.” Dimitri pressed Sonia’s head against his chest.

  Worry flittered across her pretty features, but he gave her hand a squeeze. Fucking hell. They were this close to death, and yet calm filled him.

  “I killed one scum, but my loyalties still lie with the Ivanov Family, to you,” Dimitri finished. “If you require my death as payment, so be it. But Sonia goes.”

  Sonia began to protest, but he crushed her lips with his again. She melted against him.

  Vasily slid back to his chair, setting his gun on the table. Aleks didn’t put his weapon away, though, and continued watching them like a hawk.

  “You leave me with no choice,” Vasily said. “Sonia.”

  His woman parted from him and straightened her spine. Dimitri’s head thudded. He never liked unpredictability, but why hadn’t Vasily ordered them killed yet?

  “Dimitri asked you a question earlier. If you become his woman, you’ll be part of the Ivanov Family. Normal isn’t something you can return to anymore.”

  Disbelieving, Dimitri held his breath at the implication of those words.

  Sonia nodded. “I want to stay with Dimitri. I love him.”

  Fuck. Did she really admit she loved him?

  “I won't ask again.” Vasily’s hard gaze bored into Sonia's, then Dimitri’s.

  Time seemed to come to a halt. Vasily despised weakness, and yet Vasily was giving him and Sonia a second chance. Dimitri was wise enough to know this was a one-time deal, a rare occurrence. He couldn't for a second believe Vasily valued him as a friend or a brother, but perhaps Vasily thought of him as an useful asset.

  "I understand," she replied without hesitation, with a confidence that stunned Dimitri.

  Did Sonia understand the consequences of her actions? She flashed him a reassuring smile, telling him she did, that she was willing to give up everything, including her passion to teach, for him.

  No one had ever shown this much devotion to him before. He made a silent promise to himself, to protect and cherish Sonia the way she deserved, because Dimitri couldn't imagine a future without her.

  “Very well. Sergei, get these two out of my office.”

  “Wait a damn second. You’re allowing us to live?” Dimitri asked.

  “She reminds me of my first wife,” Vasily said softly, but those black eyes remained hard as stones. “Don’t make me regret my decision. Betray me again and I’ll cut you to tiny pieces and feed you to my dogs.”

  Well. Finally. This was the old boss he knew and respected.

  “That will never happen,” Dimitri reassured him. “Losing your trust nearly killed me.”

  He knew things weren’t that easy, that he probably needed to earn Vasily’s trust again. Back to square one, but he didn’t care. They weren’t on the Family’s hit list, and that was all that mattered. Vasily’s personal life had always been an enigma, but Dimitri didn’t imagine the raw pain in his voice when Vasily spoke about his first wife.

  Sonia paled beside him. Clearly, she’d heard the truth in Vasily’s voice.

  Vasily rose to his feet and offered Sonia a handshake. Dimitri released her so she could clasp his hand.

  “Welcome to the Ivanov Family, Sonia,” Vasily said, and her entire face lit up like the fucking sun. Turning to him, Vasily said, “Keep this one close, Dimitri.”

  “I won’t ever let her out of my sights again.”

  Chapter Fourteen

  Grocery bag in one hand, Sonia checked her phone with the other as she reached the elevator lobby of the apartment. No reply from Dimitri about being home in time for dinner.

  Her heart sank a little. Dimitri had been out on jobs lately. Sonia spent her extra time with the other women of the Ivanov Family, planning the next dinner. Dinners were huge apparently, but Sonia had been more surprised that Vasily’s cousins and the wives of other high-ranking lieutenants welcomed her with open arms. It felt like she inherited a second family.

  The elevator let out a ping. Stepping out, she headed to their unit. She planned to break the good news to Dimitri tonight over home-cooked dinner and wine—wine was only for him anyway.

  Tucking away her cell phone, she fished out the keys to the door. Maybe she’d do some of her lesson plans while waiting for the lasagna to bake. Sonia would have dinner ready, no matter how late he came home.

  Darkness didn’t greet her. Alarmed, she set the brown bag down and flicked the light switch on. Why didn’t the security system go off?

  “You sure took your time.”

  Hearing Dimitri’s familiar voice, she relaxed.

  “You weren’t answering my texts. I wanted to make us dinner,” she grumbled, annoyed he’d given her a scare. After locking the door, she was about to grab the bag, until she saw him.

  Dimitri sat by the dining table, chair facing her. His suit jacket hung on the back of his chair, and the top buttons of his white shirt were undone. He looked dangerous, sexy as hell.

  How could she miss him so much, even though she woke up each morning to his unshaven face, his dick buried inside her?

  The tantalizing scent of stroganoff reached her nose. Seeing the table all set up—with the same mismatched cutlery, dragged her to their first awkward meal together.

  “There it is—my baby’s fuck-me smile.”

  “Charmer,” she flirted back, leaving her heavy bag with the groceries. She kicked her heels off. Sonia made a mental note to pick them up later. Heart fluttering, she approached him.

  Something about the table placement felt off.

  “There’s only one set,” she noticed.

  His smirk widened, patting his lap. “I know.”

  “Devil,” she murmured, understanding his intention.

  “Temptress.”

  Inches from him now, he grabbed her arm, yanking up her skirt several inches up so she could straddle his left thigh. The moment her groin touched his pant leg, moisture flooded her pussy. With talented fingers, Dimitri undid the buttons of her blouse, exposing her bra. Her skin turned fevered. She wanted him to touch her, to pinch her tits, shove two fingers inside her wet heat.

  They’d lived together for months now, but the fire between them hadn’t gone out. Passion constantly kept it stoked. Funny how her life felt fuller now than before. Sonia gained a family and a man who owned her body and heart.

  “I thought we were going to eat. The food might get cold,” she whispered against his ear, tugging at his lobe with his teeth.

  He let out that sexy growl. Then the wolfish smile was back.

  “Dinner first?”

  Why did she have a feeling her man was about to turn the table on her? He gave her nipple a squeeze through her lace bra, until the peak hardened. She gasped as his hand went lower, down her ribs, her belly, seeking her underwear. The skirt annoyed him. She helped him, unbuttoning it so the fabric slithered to the floor.

  For once, her underwear matched thanks to Dimitri who’d made it his life’s mission to keep buying her pairs.

  They didn’t last long though, because he kept ripping them and replacing them.

  Dimitri tr
aced her clit through the lace.

  “So wet for me, dirty girl?”

  “Always,” she whispered.

  This side of him still thrilled her, the side that most people never saw. Her reputation had taken a hit once it came out she dated a member of the Ivanov family. She’d lost her teaching job. Former colleagues and friends shunned her, but it didn't matter. She was welcomed by the other Ivanov women with open arms. On the upside, there were other schools affiliated with the Family, schools who valued her experience more than rumors. She’d applied to several and was about to go in for her first interview next week.

  “Too bad,” Dimitri said, rubbing at the nub. Pleasure began to build, and she longed for him to play with her breasts again. However, he stopped touching her. “Let’s eat.”

  She let out a frustrated groan. “Bastard.”

  He placed a finger to her lips. “Good girls don’t swear.”

  She settled for glaring, but it didn’t do much. Dimitri settled one hand around his waist, taking his time putting food on his plate. She shifted, but that only rubbed her lace panties against his trousers.

  “Evil man,” she murmured.

  He lifted a spoonful of beef and watched her swallow. The beef tasted heavenly on her tongue, decadent. Dimitri set it down, pinched her left tit again. She wiggled on his lap, aware of the bump of his dick straining against his trousers. God. Sonia never knew eating could be erotic.

  “You like me when I torment you,” he said simply.

  He alternated between feeding her and taking bites for his own. Dessert came after, and he had a hell of a fun time with that. He purposely dabbled cream on her lips with the edge of the spoon, only to bend down and lick it off. She leaned forward, kissing him.

  Taking over, he gripped the back of her neck. Tongues and teeth tangled. They both tasted like honey and cream.

  By the time they were done with dinner, Sonia was soaking wet, aroused beyond words. Dimitri shoved the dishes further away from the table. Lust burned in his gaze. He’d had enough of teasing, too.

  Hands on her hips, he lifted her to the edge, until her ass tasted the wood. Her heart thumped as he scooted his chair forward, running a hand possessively down the line of her body again. Reaching behind her, he undid the claps of her bra, letting it fall as well.

  He suckled on her right nipple, not seeming to mind as she sank her fingers into his thick hair. He bit down, then swiped his tongue back and forth, sending electric pulses right to her clit. Every nerve in her body fired up. She clenched her legs together, but he pushed them apart again.

  “Hush, baby. Let me enjoy my second dessert,” he told her, moving to her right nipple. Dimitri left his mark there, before running his hand down the swell of her ribs and belly.

  Reaching the hem of her panties, one jerk and it gave way, exposing her shaved pussy to him. Now, she was completely exposed to his gaze, while he still remained clothed. He knew that turned her on, knew which buttons to push.

  “Spread,” he ordered. “Show me.”

  Face heating up, she parted her thighs further and, using her fingers, pushed her pink folds aside for his inspection.

  Dimitri locked his powerful hands over her legs, his grip like iron. Lowering his head, he nipped at her inner thigh, teeth scraping and biting the sensitive skin. Her back arched as he finally reached her cunt. He flicked his tongue over her clit, dragging it lower as he reached her pussy. He licked at the lips, the motion slow, designed to tease more moans after her.

  “Please, baby,” she begged.

  He thrust his tongue in her folds, making her shudder. Tongue-fucking her, he grazed her lips with his teeth. Then, the bastard pulled away to seal their mouths together again. She began to reach for him, so he pinned her hands together.

  The kiss was slow and tender this time, full of affection. She moaned into his mouth when he pulled away.

  “Do you want to come?” he asked her.

  She told him the truth. “I do, but I want to come with your dick so deep in me, I can’t breathe.”

  Sonia prided herself for managing to say those dirty words without faltering, knowing he liked hearing them.

  He released her with a satisfied look on his face. “Do you want my cock, baby? Show me how much.”

  Blushing harder, she hopped off the table and knelt between his legs. Dimitri took off his shirt and let her unbuckle his belt and undo his pants. She slid them off with impatience. Now, no clothes got in the way.

  Putting her practice to use, Sonia closed one hand over his base and leaned closer. She always liked it when he speared fingers into her hair, tugging her closer. His cock was thick, long and heavy, the tip leaking with pre-cum.

  “Mine,” she said, making him laugh.

  She licked at the flared base, paying particular attention to the spot under the head, knowing how sensitive it was. Her man let out a hiss between his teeth.

  “Fuck, baby. You’ve gotten good.”

  She paused to say, “I’ve had a good teacher.”

  “Get on with it. Stop teasing.”

  Mischievous glint in her eye, she did the exact opposite. She explored the ridge and bump with her tongue, luxuriating in the familiar taste of his arousal on her mouth. Reaching his balls, she gave them attention, too. A tug on her hair told her Dimitri started to become impatient. Opening her mouth, she took him in.

  At the start, she’d only been capable of taking a couple of inches into her mouth. This time, she managed. Once his tip hit the back of her throat, she pulled out and dove back in, hollowing her cheeks to apply careful suction.

  Groaning, Dimitri used her hair as a handle and gently tugged her back.

  “I want to finish in you.”

  Sonia settled back on her knees, licking her lips. He rose to his feet, offering her his hand.

  He growled out one word that sent shivers down her spine. “Bed.”

  She rose to her feet, feeling his hand on the back of her neck again. He pulled their mouths together, and damn, she couldn’t get enough of his kisses. Mouths locked, they stumbled to their bedroom. Reaching the bed, he gave her a gentle push, so she lay on her back.

  Straddling her, he pinned her arms above her head. Wrapping her legs around his waist, she drew him close. They’d stopped using protection long ago, and Dimitri riding her bareback took their lovemaking to another level.

  “Demanding woman,” he said.

  “Fuck me, Dimitri.”

  “I love it when you talk dirty.”

  Mouth seeking hers again, Dimitri positioned his tip into her entrance. Breasts full, pussy slick, she was more than ready for him. He entered her in a single thrust, not pausing until he was buried hilt deep in her. Sonia drew in a deep breath, parting from the kiss.

  His sudden entry bordered on pain, but it was the sweet kind, because she knew he would make her fly soon. Dimitri remained in her for a couple of moments, like a brand. Curling her fingers over his, she shifted her hips, willing her inner muscles to clench around his dick.

  Groaning, Dimitri began to pump in and out of her. She held on, moaning as he sent jolts of electricity right to her pussy. He rolled his hips, making sure he bumped her clit with each push.

  Reducing them both to panting animals, he picked up the pace, going deeper each time. The sounds of their flesh slapping and harsh breathing filled the room. He hit her G-spot with the last push, making her eyes widen. Dimitri kept aiming for her special place, building her climax.

  “Give me your surrender, baby. Do it now.”

  His command hurtled her over the edge of oblivion. Her vision blurred, and the room fell away. She screamed out his name as she came long and hard. He finished inside her as well after several thrusts and collapsed by her side.

  “Good girl.”

  Pleasure filled at his words. That was right. She was his good girl.

  Floating in a sea of bliss, she shut her eyes, vaguely aware of him moving around. His weight disappeared from the bed. The bathroo
m door opened. She opened her eyes to slits. Moments later, he returned, washcloth in hand.

  After cleaning them both up, he rejoined her in bed. Sonia scooted upwards, settling herself in the curve of his arm. He felt like a warm blanket against her.

  “I love you so fucking much,” he told her.

  Sonia never got sick of hearing the words. “I love you, too, baby.” She looked into his eyes. “I also have a surprise for you.”

  “Oh?”

  Grabbing his hand, she slid it to her still-flat belly. His eyes widened. They’d spoken at length about a creating a family together. Sonia felt a little anxious he would take the news badly. Dimitri had once confessed he was terrified of being a bad father, but she’d convinced him it was the opposite. Both their fathers might have been bad examples, but Dimitri and Sonia were the ones writing their future.

  Then he spoke, his answer erasing all her fears. “Fuck, babe. This must be the second happiest day of my life. The first was meeting you.”

  He sucked at the spot between her shoulder and neck. Dimitri’s gray eyes blazed with hunger again. “Ready for round two?”

  The End

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