Page 130 of Cashmere Ruin

“Not at all. But I don’t see any family of mine here. Do you?”

Next to me, Matvey snorts. It’s such a rare thing, I feel my smile turn into a grin.

“That’s right!” I clap my hands once. “I haven’t introduced you, have I? Dad, this is Matvey Groza. May’s father.”

Matvey shakes Dominic’s trembling hand with a firm grip. Judging by my dad’s face, it’s just on the wrong side of too tight. “I’ve heard a lot about you, sir. About you all, actually.”

It’s enough to make all three shiver on the spot. Jeez, were they always like this? So pathetic and easy to rattle?

They’re not the ones who’ve changed, whispers the voice at the back of my head, sounding proud for once.You are.

“Aren’t you gonna say anything, Dad?”

Dominic swallows. I spot something in his eyes I’ve never seen before: fear. “The pleasure’s all mine.

“I’m sure.”

Those two words light a fire inside me. It’s exhilarating enough to see my childhood bullies defeated by a couple of well-placed jabs—but this? Finally having someone on my side?

It’s the hottest thing in the world.

“Excuse us.”

I don’t say anything else.

I take Matvey’s hand and drag him to the restrooms.

The second the door to the empty ladies’ room slams behind us, I grab Matvey’s face in my hands. “Kiss me.”

Matvey’s never been one to take orders. But tonight, I watch his eyes darken with anticipation as he takes in this new side of me. The side that’s done with being polite. “Yeah?”

“Yeah,” I breathe. “I want you.”

I feel his hot tongue swipe into my mouth. The kiss is savage, brutal, all teeth. It’s like being eaten alive.

For once, I want to eat him right back.

“Fuck me,” I gasp. “Fuck me right now.”

He doesn’t make me ask again. With an animalistic growl, he lifts me on the sink counter and pries my legs apart, settling in like he belongs there. I can feel the outline of his already-hard cock grinding against my thigh, bigger and thicker than I’ve ever had it, and it’s making my entire body shiver. God help me, I’ve never been more turned on.

“Matvey…”

I lock my ankles at the small of his back and dig my nails into his scalp. He hisses in my ear and grabs me back, hands skating down my dress, ripping my panties right off. “Fuck,kalina.”

I palm his cock through his suit pants, fumbling for the zipper. I have no patience for undressing, not tonight. I’m drunk on myvictory over the ghosts of my past—and now, it’s time to claim the spoils.

He fucks me with his fingers first, three sinking in right off the bat. “Blyat’. So fucking wet for me.”

“Want you inside.” I squeeze his throbbing cock in my hand, lining him up between my thighs. “I’m ready, just?—”

SLAM.

It happens so fast, I almost come right then and there. In all the time we’ve been together, Matvey’s never taken me like this—so rough and violent. I don’t know if my display earlier has worked him up to his limit or if he’s just indulging me, butGod.

“Again.”

He pulls all the way out, then slams back in.

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