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I tip my head back, relishing in the pleasure overtaking me until I’m on the cusp of exploding. And then, before I can come, he removes his fingers and steps back.

“No,” I whine.

Fuck.

My chest heaves, a ragged breath catching in my throat. His grip on my wrist is like a vise, his hard stare pinning me in place.

“Lesson one. You only get to come when I allow it. Your punishment today will be denying you of that pleasure. I will relieve you when I believe your punishment is served.”

He pulls my panties back over my aching pussy. As he bends down to place a kiss on it, his eyes remain locked with mine.

“Delicious.” He stands and slams his lips against mine, only riling me up further.

“Please, Miki. I’ll be good for you. I promise.”

He chuckles, a low rumble in his chest, shaking his head slowly.

“Not how this works. And don’t even think about relieving yourself while you’re out today. I will know. I know every single inch of you. You’ll only drag this out longer for yourself the more you relent.”

I let out a dramatic sigh, pouting at him while batting my eyelashes in a playful, flirtatious manner.

“Fine.” I huff, blowing my hair away from my face. He grips my chin, making me look at him.

“Such a brat, aren’t you?”

He gently presses his lips to mine, a feather-light touch that sends shivers down my spine.

He lifts me off the counter and hands me my leggings.

I’ll behave, but I’m going to get him back for this.

I snatch my pants from him and he yanks me back into an embrace.

“Never forget how much I love you,” he whispers against the top of my head.

“I love you too, big man. I’ll love you even more when you bend me over like a pretzel later.”

I leave him laughing to himself as I head upstairs with an extra sway in my step. If I’m spending the day frustrated, he can be too.

When I freshen up, I snap a quick picture of my ass in my black thong. I’ll send that to him this afternoon.

CHAPTER 34

ANASTASIA

“I like your casino,Miki. It’s pretty fucking cool.” I hold on tight as he tugs on my hand past his office and towards Lara’s door.

I’m kind of nervous about spending the day with his sister. I know how much she means to him. What if she doesn’t like me? Or I accidentally upset her. My mouth runs away with me sometimes and Miki warned me she can be sensitive sometimes, especially around food and body image. The woman is drop dead gorgeous, but we all have our demons, I suppose. He did say she’s been doing better recently. I’m really hoping we become friends. I could use some girlie time.

With a sharp rap on the door, Mikhail doesn’t wait for a response. He throws it open, his hand on my back, ushering me inside. I come to a sudden stop, the force of the impact jarring me as he slams into me from behind. I try to retreat before he sees the scene I am looking at.

Lara is straddled over Alexei’s lap, with what looks like her tights around his eyes.

Jesus. I squeeze mine shut, waiting for Mikhail’s wrath. Luckily, both of them are dressed by the looks of it. More of a heavy petting session.

Mikhail clears his throat and Lara bursts out laughing, ripping the tights from Alexei’s eyes. He gives us a bright smile with his silver tooth showing and waves. Like nothing is going on out of the ordinary.

“Do you two ever fucking stop?” Mikhail grits out. “I set a specific time to avoid this kind of thing. Alexei, stop distracting Lara at work.”

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