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Viktor raises an eyebrow. “What are you doing?” he whispers, but I can feel his cock hardening against my touch.

“I don't know. The adrenaline from the morning has me feeling very… hot.” I grin and continue to rub him with my foot.

He licks his lips and grips the edges of either side of the table tightly in his hands. “Riley…”

I remove my foot, slide down my seat, and disappear under the table. I crawl to his lap and hook my fingers into his track pants and briefs. He lifts his ass and I pull down his pants. His dick springs to attention and I take it in my hand, stroking him.

“Oh God,” Viktor groans. I lean into his lap and wrap my mouth around the head of his cock. I suck on it softly, rolling my tongue around the tip and tasting his pre-cum. It drives me wild, knowing what I'm doing to him. I start to bob my head up and down, and I can feel Viktor shifting in his seat. He reaches down and grips my hair. “Come up.”

Once I'm off him, he pushes his chair back, and I slide out from under the table. He gets up and turns me around, bending me over the table. “You're evil.”

“Are you going to make me pay?”

“Maybe,” he purrs. He pulls my pants and panties down and he slides a finger between my folds, teasing my entrance. I groan softly as he moves his finger to circle my clit. “You're already so wet.”

“You do that to me,” I murmur.

I feel a pressure behind me, and suddenly, he's inside of me. I hold on to the table and he holds onto my hips as he starts to move. I whimper out loud, moving my hips to meet his. Every time he thrusts forward, I thrust back and the sound of flesh on flesh fills the room quickly. The idea that anyone could walk in at any minute is just more of a turn-on.

Viktor slides his hand from my hip down the front of my body to my clit. He starts to massage it lightly as he moves and I can feel myself responding. My hips bucking at his touch.

“Oh, Viktor,” I groan out. “Yes! Yes! Yes!”

He pulls out of me and turns me around again. He lifts me onto the table and thrusts back into me. “I want to see your face as you cum on my dick.”

He reaches between us and touches me again. I spread my legs as wide as they can go and lean forward to kiss him. He groans into my mouth as he moves harder and faster. I cry out into his mouth, his kiss keeping me quiet. I cry out again and he moves his fingers faster, his hips as fast as they can go. I can feel my pussy tightening around his erection and a pressure building up inside of me. A familiar pleasure that I've come to enjoy. I dig my nails into his arms and break the kiss, crying out a loud, “Ah!” As I orgasm.

Viktor continues to move until he thrusts into me, cums, and then continues to thrust as he comes inside me again.

He breathes heavily, looking down at me.

Chapter 23 - Viktor

Riley progresses well through her self-defense lessons, but I still don't let her out of my sight. We barely leave the house and when we do, we take guards with us and avoid easily accessible spots. We mostly visit my family, which is nice because Riley gets along with the girls so well. I also check on Anton, who is still recovering from his injuries. We visit him after one of our daily self-defense lessons.

Riley gets out of the car and looks around, and I realize how observant she needs to be to protect herself. It’s not a way to live. She should be free to go wherever she wants, but she can't because this Vulture guy, Jimmy, is after her. The creep has nearly been caught three times outside my house by my guards, so he isn't giving up. I know that Riley will never be safe until Jimmy is dealt with. I want to attack, but Rigor has made it clear we're supposed to lie low until they make their next move. I don't agree with that. I'm absolutely certain that if I eliminate Jimmy, the Vultures will recognize their inferiority to the Milovs and leave us alone.

I need a plan, one that doesn't involve Rigor, because whatever I propose, he won't accept it. Anton is out of the picture, and Roman would report to Rigor immediately. He's Rigor's second in command, and his loyalty knows no bounds. I don't feel like I'm being disloyal to Rigor, but I know that going against his instructions will have consequences. The question now is, what is my plan?

I'm drawn back to the present as we walk into Anton's penthouse apartment. He's been hiding out here for the last few months. We take the elevator up to the top and a guard lets us in. Anton is lounging on his sofa, drinking a beer.

“It's eleven in the morning,” Riley says to Anton, taking his beer and setting it down. “Have coffee like a normal person.”

“When did you get so cocky?” Anton asks, but he smiles. He winces as he looks over his shoulder. “Maria, please bring coffee for my guests.”

Riley grins and sits down, crossing her legs. “Since you're my brother now.”

“Oh, stab me in the heart, Riley. I thought I still had a chance with you,” Anton jokes.

I look at him. “Want me to break your ribs after all?”

“No, no. That's okay.” Anton holds up his hands.

I sit down, and Anton asks Riley about her classes. While they talk, I try to think about my plan. What am I going to do? I need to tail the gang without them knowing, but if they're following us around, then they know my every move. I need to surprise them. First, I need to know where they are. What I need is two of me.

Maria brings us some coffee and sets it down on the table before hurrying away. I lean forward and pour each of us a cup, passing it to Anton and Riley while they talk. I watch Riley while sipping my coffee. Riley is talking animatedly about how she's improved her marks and how excited she is to complete this year of studying.

“Do you guys have plans for the summer?” Anton asks, looking at me.

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