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I don’t care if the method is unrealistic; I’m hungry for it, starving to feel her life drain from her body so that I can finally breathe.

“What do you want to do?” my partner asks, ears perking with interest.

This is why I keep him around. He’s a glorified henchman, and it doesn’t hurt that he treats me like some kind of goddess of wisdom. Intelligence is something he’s clearly lacking, but at least he can follow orders. For the most part.

“We’ll start by figuring out who these Russians she’s got wrapped around her finger are,” I instruct, a new plan formulating with every step I take. “We’ll use him to get to her.”

“How?”

For the first time in two weeks, I smile.

“Made men always have enemies.”

Chapter 26

Jade

Two Weeks Later

“Iwant more,” I whisper, softly rolling my hips.

Dmitri breathes, brushing his lips over my collarbone. He knows that I’m not simply asking for another orgasm. If he thought that was all I wanted, he’d just start making it happen. He’d end our dry humping and get his mouth between my thighs.

But more means more right now.

“Soon,” he murmurs, caressing my hips with his hands. “Soon, Krasotka.”

He’s been saying that for two weeks, and it’s not his fault. Every time we fool around now, I’m practically clawing at his pants to get them off and get his dick inside of me. He hasn’t even let me see it yet, and he’s eaten me out at eight different times now.

Sneaking out to come to his room has become much easier, and we do it nearly every night. Sometimes our kissing leads to falling asleep while he holds me, but a lot of the time I’m squirming around, asking for more.

Dmitri just gets me so hot and bothered that I can’t think straight until he touches me. I used to be bummed that we have no classes together, but now I’m thankful for it. If he was in the same room as me for a class, I would learn nothing. I’d be too busy thinking about how I could sit next to him so he could play with me under the table.

It doesn’t help that I’m completely gone for him. I don’t care if it’s been two months, I’m in love with this man, and it’s eating me alive. I haven’t told him, and I definitely haven’t told any of my friends. Obviously, I can’t confide in Matteo, but I haven’t spoken to Ivan about it either. I trust that Ivan wouldn’t let the news spill to Dmitri, but he should be the one to hear it first.

My head shakes, and I lick my lips. “Not soon, now,” I argue. “I don’t want to wait until we’re married. I want you now. Now and forever.”

With cursed words muffled against the flesh of my neck, he leaves a tender trail of kisses up to my jaw and meets my eyes. “We will marry soon, and you’ll be glad we waited. When I take you, you should be wearing a symbol of my commitment to you around your pretty left finger. There should be no doubt that we’re bound together before I bury myself inside of you, my gorgeous, gorgeous girl.”

I want to scream and pout like a brat, but he’s too sweet to lash out at.

“Let me feel you bare then,” I counter, needing something to hold me over. I need every bit of him I can get. “We’ll do what we just did, but no barrier. Please, Dmitri?” I purr his name so close to his face that our lips brush.

He looks as if he’s about to gently shut me down but can’t bring himself to do it. “The temptation.” His throat constricts, Adam’s apple bobbing. “I’m not sure we can handle it.”

I don’t want to handle it. I want to see his dick. I’ve felt it through his pants too many times to not crave the sight of it. I want to know if it’s soft like his chest, even though it’s swollen and hard. I want to see its shape and feel its weight. I’ve tried to put my mouth on him like he does so well to me, but he always stops me.

Breathily, I tease, “It’ll feel so good, won’t it?”

“Too good,” he agrees. “We shouldn’t.”

“But we can?” I ask sweetly.

He hasn’t said no or tossed me off of him, but I won’t do anything he doesn’t want to do. So if this man is truly resisting the urge to fuck me into the mattress for my own good, well, he can keep his chivalry, and I’ll take his cock instead.

My fingers walk down his chest, dipping down to tease the waist of his pants. His eyes track my every move, and he finally nods.

“You want to grind against me bare, Krasotka? Take my cock out.”