“By all means.”
His hand squeezes around my thigh, hotly possessive, and I know that if I don’t move, he’ll be trying to worm his way into sex. Which is a problem—I don’t think I’m strong enough to refuse him anymore.
My phone vibrates on the nightstand, saving me.
“Dry your hair with the towel.” I stand up and grab the phone. “It’s Dad.”
“Take your time. I’ll call Alya and Cy.”
“His name is Cyrus.”
He swats me on the ass as I pass him by. “Stop being jealous of my best friend.”
I grumble, and he just laughs as I walk to the hallway, closing the door behind me because I really don’t want to hear him joke around with his “best friend.”
Mom and Dad are checking in on me, and I consider telling them about my plan, but I’ll need Yulian to agree first, so I hold fire on that.
When I go back to the room, Yulian is still on the edge of the bed, drying his hair with a towel. I take it from him, stepping between his legs as I slowly move the towel on his hair. “Is everything all right?”
He blinks up at me, and I think I see fear—terror, actually—but then I blink once and it’s gone, replaced by a smile.
“Mm.” The rumble of his voice echoes in the air.
“Is Alina okay?”
“Yeah.”
I watch him closely, but he’s grinning up at me. Maybe I imagined it…
“What were you talking about with your uncle Maks after dinner?” he asks. “All secretive and stuff.”
“Uncle Maks says we can go to your dedushka’s estate if you want. He’s always wanted to go back to Kabardino and Mount Elbrus. I said it’s far and we should wait a bit longer. A six-hour flight might be too much, even if it’s in a private jet. Uncle Maks says we’ll be there before I finish a drink, but he’s just downplaying it…Baby, are you listening?”
He blinks, and I think I see a shine in his eyes. “Yeah. We can go. I’ll be fine.”
“But…”
He wraps his hands around my waist, laying his head on the center of my chest. “We can go wherever you want. Tonight, even.”
“Not a chance.” My fingers pause on his hair. “Maybe in a couple of days.”
“Okay.”
“Will you be okay if Mom and Dad join? They want to meet you officially.”
“Do you want me to meet them?”
“Of course.” I stroke my hand through his damp hair. “It’d make me so happy.”
“Then we’ll do that. We can all go to Kabardino. I know enough of the language to get by.”
“Really?”
“Mmm.” He leans in and kisses my nipple, his tongue peeking out to lick it before he bites down.
A spark of desire rushes to my cock as he does the same to the other one. My fingers pull on his hair as he licks his way down my abs, biting and sucking.
Fuck. It’s been too long, my balls are throbbing, and my cock is hard in an instant. Seems that I have Yulian’s libido now.
