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“I think we’re going to call it a night.” Anton stands, offering his wife his hand.

“It was nice meeting you, Willa. I’m sure I’ll be seeing more of you.” Mila gives me a warm smile.

“It was nice meeting you too.” I wait for them to leave before I ask Vasily what is going on.

“You ready, Princess?”

“Are we heading back to the island?” I wiggle, trying to get up, but his hold on me only tightens.

“No, we’ll go to my place. It’s more secure than the boat.”

“Vasily.”

“Give me a kiss.”

“What?” That’s so not what we are talking about. I push my glasses up my nose.

"I want a kiss."

"So you order it?" I find myself laughing; he doesn't follow suit.

"I'm jealous, Princess. Now give me your mouth." His order should piss me off, but it doesn't. It ignites a heat deep inside me. One that has me wiggling in his lap. I suddenly feel something very hard pressing into my ass. “All for you.” Vasily grips my hips.

“Why are you jealous?”

“I wanted your attention for myself. Now don’t make me ask you again.”

“I don’t think you ever asked.” I laugh. It’s cut off when Vasily moves. One second I’m in his lap, and the next my back is pressed into the couch with him over me.

“You’re right. I didn’t,” he says before claiming my mouth all for his own.

Chapter Five

KING

“Are you going to give me more than your first kiss, Princess?” I ask when I finally release her mouth.

I hadn’t been lying. As much as I appreciate Anton’s wife making Willa feel welcome, I hadn’t been happy about everyone showing up. I wanted Willa all to myself. The clock is ticking to when I will have to return her to the island, and I don’t want to let her out of my sight. I fucking need to make every second count.

“Maybe.” Willa speaks shyly, which makes me smile down at her.

“Let’s go home,” I tell her. Her brows pull together. Does she think I mean back to the island? I push off the couch and off her small body before I take more than I should. I offer her my hand. “Come home with me, Willa. You’re an adult, and it’s Friday. We have all weekend.” Her teeth sink into her bottom lip. “You wanted to find yourself.”

“And I can do that with you?” She places her hand into mine, and I pull her to her feet. She may not realize it yet, but I will be the only one she will be finding herself with. I’ll be her first and last everything.

“We can do it together.”

“You really want to spend the weekend with me?”

“Why would I lie about that? I could have one of my men take you home right now, but I don’t want you to leave.” Ever. I leave that one little word out for now. Again, she’s not ready for that yet. I need to ease her into the idea of being mine forever.

“I want to stay.” I take her hand, not bothering to respond. To ask if she is sure or give her any wiggle room. She made her wish clear, and I’m ready to fulfill it. I lead her off the dock and toward my car, opening the passenger door for her.

“It looks fast,” Willa says when I slip into the driver's seat.

“I’ll let you drive it this weekend.”

“I don’t know if that’s a good idea.”

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