Page 72 of The Umarova Crime Family

Within fifteen minutes, I’m in their parking garage and calling Ludvik. He tells me he’ll be down in a few moments to get me, and I wait for him by the elevator. Sure enough, the door opens, and it’s him, so I walk inside.

He looks me up and down, and it’s the type of look over when you know you’re failing horribly at hiding your feelings. “Rough day?”

I glance to the left and stare straight into his eyes. “You have no idea.” I shake my head because I can’t believe any of this shit happened in the first place. I mean, I’ve always known Michael was a pervert, right? At least, I knew it after the first time… but I had some high hopes that he would’ve stopped then. Only he didn’t. All he did was make comments under his breath while he walked by me or pull me into his office and suggest things like he did today.

I don’t see Ludvik smile very often, but the way he’s smirking right now has me chuckling on the inside. “I take it you’re going to head upstairs and share every glorious detail with the boss.”

“You’d be exactly right,” I confirm and watch the numbers rise as we continue going up the floors. The soft elevator music in the background does little to make me feel any better. I know hotels choose it because it’s supposed to be comforting, but how am I supposed to feel comforted right now? It’s such shit. Instead of being comforted, I feel like I want to wring Michael’s neck until it pops off his body. What makes me the angriest is the fact we all know he’s going to do this to some other poor woman and another after that.

The elevator stops, and Ludvik swipes his keycard. The doors open, and we both walk inside the suite. It’s as beautiful as ever, and the sunset shines through the floor-to-ceiling windows. It’s moments like these where I really see Atlanta’s beauty for what it is.

“Emily, I wasn’t expecting you.” Lom jumps up from the couch and puts his phone down.

“Have I come at a bad time?” I didn’t tell Lom I was coming, but there have been many times when I haven’t told him I was going to be here. It’s never been a problem, either.

He shakes his head. “Of course not. It’s a pleasant surprise, but you seem a bit frazzled.”

Fuck, Ludvik basically said I was wearing my frustration all over my face. “I had a bad day at work, like an incredibly horrible one.”

Lom takes a few steps toward me until he’s within arm’s reach and grabs onto my hand. “What happened?”

“This story calls for a drink first,” I say with a smile, and he heads over to the bar. In the meantime, I take a seat on the couch and watch as he finishes making my whiskey sour, then he pours himself a vodka over ice. When he’s done, he comes over and hands me my drink, then sits down beside me.

I don’t utter a single word until I have at least one sip in my stomach. “Remember I told you how my boss was being an utter dog a few weeks back? I thought he was going to learn the first time, but he didn’t. He made that remark to me about how I wasn’t working as many hours as I had while I was an intern. I told him that as an intern, I was trying to prove I could be a good asset to the company, so I worked longer hours, but once I was given my position, I worked the traditional forty-hour work week just like everyone else. He insinuated that there were other things I could do to clock in some more hours.”

As he clenches his jaw, I can tell Lom remembers exactly what Michael was insinuating. “These are moments when I truly hate men like that. They give men like me a bad name. It’s despicable, disgusting behavior. But why do I have a feeling like there’s more?” he finally asks, his tone dark and dangerous.

“Because there is. He’s made snide remarks under his breath to me time and time again, and I’ve brushed them off for the most part. But he did it again today. Then he had the nerve to call me into his office today and tell me I had to work ‘overtime’. I made up some bullshit response about having a prior obligation, and then I got so furious that I quit. I walked out of his office and threw the few things I had on my desk in my purse, then walked out of there.”

Lom inhales a deep breath. “I see. I’m proud of you for standing up for yourself. No one should have to deal with such things, but since you’ve done this, I’m wondering if you have a decision for me about moving to Grozny. Your job was a big part of why you were going to stay, but since you’ve quit, it leaves me wondering what you’re going to do.”

I take another sip of my whiskey sour as every pro and con has come to my mind over the last few days. It’s a huge leap of faith to move with him in general, but to move halfway across the world is another thing entirely. I want to take this leap with him, so I’ll do it, even if it scares me half to death. “I don’t have anything holding me back here anymore, Lom… so I’ll move to Grozny with you.” Even if something happened and we didn’t work out, at least I’d have Amelia there. I also have the luxury of working from anywhere, so I won’t be cooped up in a house or condo all day long.

Lom snakes his hand around the back of my neck and pulls me closer to him. I end up putting my drink on the coffee table in front of us, and he does the same thing. The door to the suite closes, and I’m sure Ludvik just made a run for it before things get too crazy in here. “You have absolutely no idea how delighted I am to hear that you’re coming with me.”

I furrow my brows and scrunch my nose up. “Why? Did you think I wasn’t going to?”

He chuckles lightly. “You didn’t give me any sort of hint for what to expect from you. I thought you were going to try to be reasonable, tell me that it was too soon for us to have any sort of move together, especially one to the other side of the world.”

“Well, it is… but I’m taking the biggest leap of faith that I ever have, and I’m doing it with you… so I hope you can see how important you are to me.”

Lom yanks me down further against him, and my body presses into his. My hair falls over both sides of my face, and he looks up at me with nothing but pure adoration. “I wonder if you have any idea how happy you’ve made me today.” He brings his hand up to caress my face and cascades his thumb against my cheekbone. I nuzzle my face into his touch, craving the comfort it brings me.

Lom rises up a tad, and I lean down until our lips are mere millimeters away from each other. His lips are plumper than most men’s but in a good way. I knew from the first moment I saw him that he was going to be a good kisser. Some men need raw talent, while others need the right tools. It’s just like what they say about men and their cocks, it’s never the size, and it’s always about if they know how to use it.

Lom brings one hand down to my hip and keeps it there for a few moments while we kiss, then he brings it down over my ass and rubs it. We both know where this is leading, and I need it to get there as soon as possible. I bring my hands between us and fumble with his belt until I unloop it, then unbutton his pants and unzip them. We work together to pull them down, and afterward, I’m yanking my lace thong off. There’s absolutely no need for foreplay right now, especially since I’m already this turned on. We pull his pants down to around his knees, and his hard cock presses against me. I line myself up on him and slowly sink down onto his cock. I exhale harshly through my nose as he fills me up, and I bounce up and down on him. After a few minutes, Lom meets my movements, but he puts a hand on the small of my back and then forces me down on top of him.

Once our bodies are touching, he increases his speed and fucks me long and hard. But he wants something. I can see it in his eyes.

I end up pulling my dress over my head, and as I throw it on the floor, he has a hand behind my back, unclasping my bra like he’s a professional. He dips his head between my breasts and tweaks one nipple with his thumb and index finger before he encloses his lips around the other. He sucks and nibbles, and electric volts shoot through my body. There’s absolutely nothing that can compare to the way Lom makes me feel, not at all.

Juices slide down between us from how wet I am, and I know it’s only going to get wetter. It’s going to practically be a damn slip ‘n’ slide when we’re done, but I don’t mind it. He’s a damn dream of a man.

I wrap my arm around his head and run my fingers through his thick curly locks. He increases his speed, and I’m right on the brink of coming undone around him. “Lom, fuck, I’m so close,” I rasp out. My entire body tenses up, and I’m right there, so close to a fireworks show of an orgasm.

He increases his speed and sucks harder on one breast while pinching the other one even more intensely. “Fuck, fuck, fuck! Yes, just like that,” I moan, and my orgasm shoots through me like a torpedo.

Lom keeps going as hard as he can until he reaches his own release, and at this point, I can barely keep myself upright. It’s like I’ve lost all strength in my body, and Lom smirks at me as he brings his head back up, but he still toys with my hard nipples.

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