“We’ll have to do several weeks of immersive Russian language training. Possibly room together.”
He squeezes my nipple. “That’s a nice perk. I can tell you to suck my dick in Russian.”
“And I can tell you to fuck off in Russian.”
He slides me off his lap and wraps a hand around his cock, stroking it as he looks at me. “You’re not fooling anyone. Nothing gets you hotter than me ordering you around in bed.”
My pulse races as his gaze darkens. “I may like it.”
“On your hands and knees,” he says. “Now.”
I flip over, my body humming with anticipation as I put my ass in the air. Nix slaps it several times, just the way I like—hard. I don’t like play smacks, and fortunately, neither does he.
He slides into me, groaning as he grips my hips and his balls smack into me. He doesn’t play-fuck, either. Nix is always intense in bed, and I love it.
I push my hips back to meet his every thrust, our groans and grunts filling the room. When he takes my wrists and holds them behind my back, I moan with pleasure and press my cheek to the mattress. It’s bliss to have a man I trust so completely. No one else has ever had me in a position I couldn’t get out of if I wanted to, but I like giving Nix this control over me.
Trust turns him on, and it turns me on, too. Given how few people we both trust, it’s a big deal.
He slams into me faster now, getting closer. In all the times we’ve had sex—and there have been a lot—he’s never come first. I like to push him and see if I can make it happen, though.
“Come in my pussy, Nix,” I say, moaning as he hits me in just the right spot.
I can see him from the corner of my eye, my face turned up slightly from the mattress. His expression is focused—eyes closed and mouth slightly open. It’s going to take something dirtier to win at this game.
“You like my sweet little cunt, don’t you? So, show me. Fuck me harder, Nix.”
He thrusts into me so deep I cry out.
“Give it to me,” I beg. “You first. Come hard, baby. I want your come running out of me.”
“Ah,fuck.” He grunts and takes a handful of my hair, pulling me back. “Stop that shit.”
“Never.” I turn and speak against his mouth. “I’m your greedy little slut, remember? I’m greedy for your come.”
He takes my lip ring between his teeth and tugs, pressing his thumb to my clit at the same time. His restrained grunts with every thrust are more than I can take, and I fall over the edge, coming even harder than I did the first time.
When he takes my hips and buries himself in me one final time, coming with a long groan, I know for sure I have a new rule—no more sleeping with men in the field because I have to. I’ll work around it. I’m in love with Nix, and it’s a deep, consuming love that won’t allow anyone but him to touch me.
“Jesus, woman.” He falls back to the bed, breathing hard. “Your dirty talk is gonna kill me one of these days.”
“You like it.”
“I fucking love it. But I’ll be damned if I’ll ever come first.”
“Such chivalry.”
I lie down next to him on my side, putting a palm on his chest. “So we’re doing this Russia thing, aren’t we?”
He turns his head to look at me. “Yeah. But I’m not staying in some fucking Super 8 motel that Greenlight puts us up in. I’ll cover our expenses.”
“Deal.” I can’t keep from grinning. “Partner.”
“I like the sound of that.”
“Me too.”
He runs a hand over my hair, and I close my eyes, enjoying the soft side of him that I rarely see. The past few weeks have shown me how much I need Nix. Like his hacking, our relationship won’t always be black and white. There’ll be gray areas. We’ll both have to compromise and look the other way at times.
I’m up for it, though. My work at Greenlight is for my uncle, the rest of my family, and the people I’m hoping to keep from becoming victims of the gun and drug trades.
But Nix is just for me. There’s nothing gray about my love for him, or his for me. And there’s no one I’d rather have at my back.
