Her wicked grin has me lifting a brow. She grabs my hand and starts to pull me back to the elevator. We’d only taken the quick detour so I could show her the Porsche before the party upstairs.
“There are cameras in here,” I warn her as she pushes the button to close the doors. I have just enough time to see two motorcycles rounding the corner of the parking garage before the doors shut.
“That was Ev and Damien,” I tell her.
“They’ll catch up.” She’s eyeing me like a woman on a mission, and when I point up in the corner, reminding her of the hidden camera, she just smiles and says, “I thought my boyfriend was a brilliant hacker.” Leaning in closer, she nips atmy bottom lip. “Better do something quick, or it’s going to be really embarrassing for the both of us.”
“Jesus,” I groan, grabbing my phone and quickly cutting off the camera feed. “My dad’s going to get a notification about that.”
Instead of looking worried, she just laughs and reaches for the button on my jeans.
“What are you doing?” I ask, even though it’s pretty obvious. Her eagerness has me rock-hard and more than ready to give her whatever elevator fantasy she’s dreamed up. When she starts to sink to her knees, I hook a finger under her chin and stop her. “What are you doing?” I ask again.
“It’s not obvious?” she teases.
“It’s your birthday, Van. I’m the one who should be getting on my knees for you.”
Reaching a hand into my jeans, she wraps her fingers around my hard length and slowly frees me from my pants. I hiss out a breath when she drags her thumb over my slit.
“Exactly,” she says. “It’smybirthday, and I want to get on my knees and suck my boyfriend’s dick in the elevator.”
“Fuck,” I groan, knowing there’s no way I’ll be able to say no, not when she’s staring at me with those big blue eyes and showing me her dimple. When I reach over and stop the elevator, she gives me a triumphant smile and lowers to her knees.
Time stops when she wraps her lips around me and takes me in. My fingers thread into her hair as I watch the erotic sight of her pleasuring me with her mouth. I know we can’t stay in here for long, but I’m also in no hurry for it to end. Savanna puts her heart and soul into it, and seeing her obvious enjoyment makes it impossible for me to hold out for long. The love I feel for her washes over and through me, mixing with the pleasure fromthe orgasm and leaving me with shaky legs and a heart that’s threatening to beat out of my chest.
As soon as I’m empty, I lift her up and kiss her, loving that she tastes like me, loving every single thing about her.
I feel her smile before she whispers against my lips, “Better?”
“God, yes. That felt amazing, Van, and as soon as we’re alone again, I’m going to be the one dropping to my knees.”
“Sounds good to me.”
I kiss her again and then quickly get myself tucked away and presentable before turning the camera back on and starting the elevator. When we get to the penthouse, my mom and dad are trying not to laugh, and my uncles are giving meI know what you were up tolooks.
“Elevator trouble?” my Uncle Vitaly asks.
“Ignore him,” my Uncle Roman quickly says and then drags his brother into the kitchen, no doubt bribing him with food.
As we start to say hi to everyone, I get caught up with Damien and Luka while Savanna is pulled off and surrounded by our moms and all my aunts and cousins. Sasha comes walking over with a grin playing at his lips.
“I know that look,” Damien teases.
“You got through the list I gave you already?” I ask him.
His eyes meet mine when he says, “Finished it last night.”
I’m not surprised he’s already taken out every person I found on Cupid’s phone, but I still can’t help but ask, “All fifteen of them?”
Sasha laughs. “It’s been a fun couple of days. Cupid’s operation is officially dismantled.”
My jaw tightens at the mention of his name, but I quickly push the anger aside. He no longer gets to fuck with my head. He’s dead and so is his carefully built operation. It’s all gone, and I won’t allow him the satisfaction of taking up another second of our lives.
Luka laughs at what Sasha’s said and starts asking him about it while my eyes drift back across the room. I’m trying to pay attention to them, but my mind is wandering to much happier topics, and all I can think about is how good Savanna’s mouth had felt and how sexy she’d looked while choking on me.
Savanna looks over at me, giving me a big, dimpled smile like she can read my filthy mind, and when I give her a wink, she blushes and then laughs at something her mom says. It’s nice having her parents here. We don’t usually let outsiders in, and even though Phil and Grace will never know details about the ins and outs of our Bratva, they still know more than anyone else. For their own safety, they will always be out of the loop, but it’s nice to not have to lie to them for the rest of our lives. Savanna and I both want a close relationship with them, and if we’re going to have six kids, then we’re definitely going to be seeing a lot of each other. Family is important, it’s everything, and I would never keep them from their daughter or grandkids.
“Hey, birthday girl,” I hear my Uncle Vitaly yell before walking into the room with a cake that’s big enough to feed everyone in the room and then some. It’s pink and white and all the candles are lit and ready for her to make a wish.
