Page 68 of Leo, My Partner

Her phone is to her ear, and she laughs like she just heard a funny joke, but her eyes are shifting around quickly, like she’s on high alert. Too bad she’s not looking up.

Clicking the setting on the scope, I put her in better view. I take up a good position, ready to pull the trigger when it’s time.

Ten minutes after my target arrives, my phone rings. I don’t move much to answer it so I don’t throw off my sights. I slowly ease my hand up to my ear, pressing the button on the Bluetooth to connect the call. “Ded.”

“I have him,” he says in his accented English. “Tell me you ready.”

“Ready. Count me down.” I click my sights once more, making sure my aim will be perfect. I pull in a deep breath, hold it for a beat, then blow it out slowly. I get tunnel vision, not paying attention to Ty’s burning gaze, what’s going on down below, or even my own discomfort as I get ready for the kill.

“Tri,” Ivan mutters, counting down from three in Russian, his voice and this ritual reminding me of our previous buddy kills. “Dva. Odin.”

When the last syllable leaves his mouth, I pull back on the trigger smoothly, holding it even after the shot is fired until I hear that lovely metallic click. Then I watch as the woman’s head explodes. A beautiful array of red mist and gray matter paint the air, her head knocking back, then her body following.

“Whoa,” Ty breathes beside me, bringing me back to my surroundings.

I only sit for a second to admire my handiwork before I hang up with Ivan and break down my weapon. Ty already has the case open, waiting for me to place the pieces on the foam inside. It takes me less than thirty seconds to have the pieces apart. It’s a shame this weapon will be incinerated—it’s fucking awesome.

Instead of dragging the heavy case down the stairs and in full view of people probably running and screaming from the crime scene, I slide it into a crevice that Ded told me would be on the roof. Someone will dispose of it soon. I turn to Ty, pulling his hat down snugly on his head. He does the same for me with a smile and kisses me quickly.

When Ivan mapped out this site for the kill, he had our exit strategy ready to go. We make our way from the roof by a staircase on the side of the building, trying to look as if we belong. No one notices us. They’re too busy running in the opposite direction, screaming and claiming a woman had been shot. I school my face in a puzzled expression that Ty mirrors, and we get swept up in the crowd.

I pull Ty to the Underground and catch a train to our hotel. We sit down, and Ty leans his head on my shoulder. “That was fucking hot,” he murmurs so only I can hear.

Smiling down at him, I rub my thumb over the back of his hand. “That’s exactly what I was thinking when I was watching you look down the scope. I would show you just how hot, but I don’t want to be arrested for indecent exposure.”

Ty giggles, tucking his arm through mine and leaning his head on my arm until the train gets to our stop.

When I get back the room, Ivan is already there, changed out of his black attire. “Any issues?”

“None. You?”

“No. Now, I go home. This city too hot.”

Ty steps up to Ded, throwing his arms around him. “It was great to meet you, Ivan. You raised a great man.”

For a few seconds, Ivan is frozen. Like me, he’s not big on anyone touching him. But after a few moments, he wraps his arms around Ty. “It was nice to meet you, kolibri. I will see you soon, yes?”

“I’d like that. You’re always welcome at our home, anytime. Right, Leo?” Ty lets Ivan go and walks back over to me, putting his arm around my waist.

“Ded is always welcome, though he’ll never fly that far.”

Ivan shrugs, walking over to the door. “You never know. Until next time, nieto.”

He breezes out the door, leaving me and Ty alone. Sighing happily, Ty turns to me. “Shower?”

“Lead the way,” I tell him.

Once we’re naked and in the shower, Ty has me against the wall, his mouth pressed firmly against mine. The icy chill of the tiles on my back do nothing to dim the red-hot desire coursing through me. His hard cock pokes against my thigh as he rolls his hips into me.

“Watching you today—” he pants against my mouth before he takes my lips again “—I’ve been hard all day thinking about it. Thinking about your dick inside me while I ride you slow, looking into your eyes when we come.”

I reach around and grips his ass, digging my blunt nails into his flesh. Ty groans, holding me tight.

“How does that sound?”

Just the thought of Ty riding me has my cock twitching and leaking. I’ve thought about it for weeks. Every time he straddles my lap makes me wonder what he would look like impaled on my cock.

I slide my tongue into his mouth, tasting him. “Anything you want, kotenok.”

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