Page 108 of Kings of Violence

TWENTY-FIVE

Yuri

Fuck,Sierra is gorgeous in that outfit. If I weren’t so aware of just how delicate our current situation is, I would pull her into a bathroom and fuck her over the counter.

As it is, I don’t keep my hand from sliding inside her dress so I can fondle her breast.

“Yuri!” Sierra hisses, glancing around.

We’re in the hallway between the grand ballroom and the bathrooms. I know I spotted others doing this exact same thing earlier, although none of them were also scouting the guard rotations and different exits.

I nuzzle Sierra’s collar and whisper, “Second hallway, first door. There’s an electronic lock on it, and a guy who patrols past it every few minutes. Think you can manage?”

She scoffs at me. “Of course I can manage. As long as you keep watch properly.”

Tucking the small electronic device she’s carrying in a place where it wouldn’t give her away under the dress hadn’t been easy, and she presses against me as she produces it from… wherever she’d been hiding it.

It’s not wet, so I guess she wasn’t hiding it in her pussy.

We meander our way to the right area, and I pull Sierra behind a nearby curtain so we can wait out the guard. I push her mask aside so I can see her beautiful face. We’re close enough that I can feel her breath on my lips.

“This is cover for us, in case somebody wonders what we’re doing,” I say just before I kiss her.

She wraps her arms around me, kissing me back, and the feeling of her body pressing against mine only ramps up my desire for her. “I think it’s pretty obvious what we’re doing,” she murmurs against my lips, and I’m not sure if she’s joking or flirting.

I get one thigh between her legs and press insistently against her cunt, the fabric of her dress draping dramatically. “Nikolai said you liked doing it in public?”

“No!” she says immediately, shaking her head. “I’m still pissed about it. So don’t get any ideas.”

“I already have ideas,” I say, smiling.

“Well, you can just stop right now,” she retorts. “Contrary to popular belief, I’m not here to be eye candy.”

“You are very, very pretty though.” I kiss her again, gently nibbling her lip to demand entrance.

I also note that the guard we’d been waiting on is walking off, which means this little makeout session has to come to an end.

I pull away from her—and her lips try to follow me. I tap her nose. “Later. Let’s go.”

Sierra hesitates only briefly before taking a step out from behind the curtain. She looks a little flustered, but her hair and makeup had been expertly done. It’s impossible to tell she was mid-makeout session just from looking at her partially-masked face.

She pulls the mask back into place. “All right. Where to?”

I lead her down the nearby hall and stop in front of the first door. The electronic lock makes it clear there’s something important behind it, but thankfully it isn’t a biometric lock. I guess Don Marino thought that would be overkill in his own house.

After a quick glance to make sure no one’s around, she works her magic with the device. “I should’ve had you hold this or put it in your pocket instead of?—”

I’m pretty sure she’s blushing under her mask, and it makes me chuckle.

“They’d have found it in my pocket,” I point out with a smirk, even though my blood still boils remembering how the guard had touched her. She’sours, dammit, and nobody else gets to lay a hand on her.

“Whatever,” she mutters. She goes to edge the door open, but I intercept her. Just in case anyone’s inside, I want to be the first one through it.

It’s just a simple office, complete with a massive desk and uncomfortable-looking chairs facing it. There’s an aquarium in one corner, providing a dim glow to the room, but the heavy curtains have been drawn to prevent any light from outside from entering.

Sierra follows me inside, closing the door gently behind us, and takes a deep breath as she glances at the aquarium. “So. Fish.”

“I guess everybody needs a hobby.” I get closer to the aquarium, admiring the setup. This isn’t a cheap display.

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