He slides one finger into me while kissing along my pussy lips. Keeping his head buried between my legs, he brings his wet finger to my mouth.
“See how good we taste, baby.”
I part my lips so he can slide his finger in, sucking him clean as he licks and kisses my sore pussy. He groans when I suck his finger harder, swallowing our combined release, and when he lifts his head, I sit up and pull him to me, kissing him and filling my mouth even more until I’m surrounded in us. Wrapping his arms around me, he picks me up and carries me to the bathroom without breaking our kiss. When he turns the light on, I pull back so I can see him. I find it hard to believe that I just had sex with this man. It seems too good to be true. Refusing to let me go, he walks to his enormous tub and starts the water.
I rest my head against his shoulder, breathing in his scent and tracing my finger along the skull tattoo on his neck, which seems so out of place with how sweet he is. When the bath has enough water in it, he very carefully puts me in it and kisses my head.
“I’ll be right back, baby.”
He turns and walks away, not even remotely self-conscious about showing me his ass. Although, he has no reason to be. It’s a damn fine ass. I wonder what it’s like to be so confident and at ease in your own skin. I’m already sinking down under the water so maybe he won’t notice how small my boobs are when he comes back in. It’s stupid, he’s already seen them and felt them, but still. Old habits die hard. I’m so used to hiding, and it’s hard to stop and let myself be seen.
When he walks in naked, singing Happy Birthday while carrying a tray with a cake that’s lit up with twenty-one candles, I laugh and pull my knees up, wrapping my arms around them. The tray fits across the length of the tub, so he sets it down when he’s finished singing and raises a brow at me.
“Make a wish, Evie.”
For the first time in my life I don’t wish for anything. I just wish for it to stay the same because in this moment, I have everything I need. It’s perfect, and I never want it to change. After I blow out the candles, he laughs and kisses me before getting in behind me. He wraps his arms around me and hands me a fork. I get a forkful of the chocolate cake and take a big bite.
“Damn,” I mumble around the mouthful as I fill the fork again and feed him a bite.
He closes his eyes and lets out a soft laugh. “That’s damn good.” When he opens his eyes, he gives me a wink. “It doesn’t taste near as good as you though.”
I smile and take another bite. We eat as much as we can while I relax against him and soak in the hot water. His hands run over me, caressing my wet body, unable to keep still.
“I want to know everything about you,” I tell him.
I expect him to laugh or make a joke, but the look he gives me is so sad that it has me cupping his face and kissing his tense jaw.
“What if everything you find isn’t good?”
“I already know about the past women,” I say, trying to make a joke of it. “Well, I know of two, but I’m guessing there are lots, lots more, and I’d really rather not know the whole truth of it, Valeri. I already feel like you’re way too good for me.”
He puts his hand on top of mine and kisses my inner wrist. “Don’t ever think that. You’re the one who’s way too good for me. I can’t take away my past, but I can promise you that no other woman will ever have me, not my heart, not my thoughts, and not my cock. You own everything, baby. Every single part of me is yours and will be until the day I die.”
“The first time I saw you, I thought you were so intimidating. You got out of your car, and I about had a heart attack. Those dark glasses and your suit, god,” I say with a laugh, “I was so embarrassed. I never would’ve guessed that we’d end up right here, and that you’d be so damn sweet.”
“When I first saw you, I thought you were beautiful.”
I snort out a laugh and try to turn away. He cups my face, holding me in place, and kisses my inner wrist again.
“I did. I thought you were gorgeous, and I thought that you were hiding yourself away, and I was curious about you and wanted to know more. I could also tell something was wrong, and I didn’t want you to leave. After you drove off, I kept thinking about you, kept wanting to text you and talk to you. I couldn’t get you out of my head, and I didn’t want to.”
I scoot the tray down and turn so I can straddle him. He sighs and wraps his arms around me, pulling me even tighter against him. I trace a line along his jaw and say, “I love you, Valeri Medvedev, and I don’t care about your past or whatever bad you think you’ve done. Nothing will ever change how I feel about you.”
Leaning closer, he presses his lips against my chest and murmurs, “I hope that’s true,lapochka,” before running his tongue over my skin. “Because I can’t ever let you go.”
I want to ask him about his scars and about his past, but I don’t want to ruin this moment with questions that he may not want to answer right now. Instead, I run my hands through his hair, sliding my pussy along his cock when I feel him start to harden beneath me. “You won’t ever have to let me go,” I tell him, knowing that none of the answers he could give will make me change how I feel about him. “I’m not going anywhere.”
When his lips find mine, I open for him, giving him my body again, giving him everything, until I’m left shaking with barely enough strength to keep my eyes open. The last thing I remember is the covers being pulled over me and his strong arms pulling me in closer as he wraps his body around mine. For the first time in my life I fall asleep feeling completely safe and loved.
Chapter 10
Valeri
The first thing I do when I wake is reach for Evie, but there’s nothing but cool sheets beneath my hands. My eyes jerk open as I sit up and look around. I’m just about to holler for her when I spot the handwritten note by her pillow. My heart races as I pick it up and read what she’s written.
Valeri,
I’m going to run to my dad’s and get some of my stuff. Don’t worry, he went to the bar last night, and they always stay over at Lyle’s house when they do that. I’ll be in and out before he even gets back. Please don’t be upset with me for not waking you. I don’t want you to meet him. I can’t have you getting hurt because of me. I’m taking my new car, so at least you don’t have to worry about me on the bus. I’ll be back as soon as I can.
