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“You feel so good,” she told me. “The perfect ending to a perfect day.”

“That’s right.” I raised my hips, meeting her downward drop. “I cannot get enough of you. Good day or bad. It’s always you I want.”

“Mmm. Me too.”

She ground against me, releasing little panting breaths. “I can’t wait for more days with you.”

“No rush, angel. We have time.”

She fell forward, her mouth finding mine, then we became a wave of limbs and lips, tangled up together, moving as one. This couldn’t last. I’d give in to the undeniable call of her body. I couldn’t help it—not with her.

But for the moment, deep inside the girl I loved, obligations miles and miles away, it felt like we had all the time in the world.

I intended to savor it.

Chapter Forty

Evelyn

The first day of the festival, Bella and I wore matching outfits. For the second day, I had a surprise for Ivan.

I left the bathroom in my outfit, which had a little more fabric than yesterday. He was sitting on the bed, shirtless, waiting for me. And when he spotted me, his brows shot up high on his forehead.

“Blyat. This is worse.”

I tugged on the fabric of my dress. “But I’m wearing more today.”

My dress hit the top of my feet. Almost conservative—except for the slit that started at the top of my hip bone and the sheer, star-printed mesh. My black, cheeky underwear and matching pasties were easily visible, as well as all the skin between.

Ivan took hold of the fabric on both sides of the slit and opened it wide. He cursed again before dropping to his knees in front of me and kissing my thighs and pussy through my underwear. My knees went liquid like they always did around him, and I had to grab hold of his shoulders to steady myself while he peppered me with kisses all over.

It was a lot, and I loved it.

He never failed to make it known how much he adored me.

His arm came around me, and he tipped his head back to look up at me. “You are beautiful, but I have a feeling I’m going to murder at least one man today.”

Why did that turn me on so much?

“Just wait. You haven’t seen the best part.”

He was either going to love this surprise…

Or completely hate it.

Bella and Freddie looked so cute standing together in the hotel lobby, I squealed. They were wearing coordinating neon-green sets. Her pants were green chaps with the same black cheeky underwear I was wearing beneath. On top, she wore a black, cropped tank with a sheer neon, long-sleeved shrug. Freddie’s pants covered his ass, but they were the same color and fabric as hers, and on top, he wore a sheer swirling green and black shirt with heart-shaped pasties over his nipples.

Ivan had humored me, but I doubted I could have gotten him in pasties. Freddie was too real for going along with Bella’s ideas.

Freddie raked his eyes over Ivan. “Well, well, well, Sokolov. Who knew you’d look that good in sparkly mesh?”

Ivan curled his arm around my waist and grinned. “My girl did.”

He hadn’t protested when I’d offered him the button-down made from the same fabric as my dress. He’d slipped it on, leaving it unbuttoned. His black shorts hung low on his hips, so there was a long strip of bare skin running down his torso.

Delicious.

I wrapped my arm around him, tucking my fingers in the loose waistband of his shorts. “Do we look as cute together as you two?”

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