Page 18 of Loved By the Hacker

“I got you.” She smiled.

“Dessert to go?” I asked, and he swallowed deep. I watched his Adam’s apple rise and fall before Oleg leaned close and pressed his lips against my cheek, nuzzling his nose against my face. He drew his lips back to the shell of my ear.

“The first thing I’m going to do when we get to your place is smear the whipped cream from the shortcake all over your most sensitive skin before eating you out until you’re screaming my name. Last time, you didn’t know it, and its all I’ve been thinking about since you snuck out on me.”

“Oh,” I moaned. My thighs pressed together before I leaned in and hid my face in the crook of his neck. His scent, that of his expensive cologne and his natural smell, wrapped around me. I felt like a live wire, and I couldn’t wait for him to make me sparkle brighter when he made every promise come true.

In a blur almost like time had somehow stopped making sense to me, he took care of the check. Our waitress handed him the card he’d given Bash earlier, and we left without looking around. I was so distracted by the way he led me through the bar and grill, I couldn’t tell you how many people were there or if anyone was watching us. I loved the way Oleg moved. With confidence and a hint of arrogance.

With his hand in mine, he held the bag with our dessert in the other as we hurried through the parking lot. We walked directly to my car, and before I knew it, Oleg had set the bag on top of my car and pressed me close, caging my body between the driver’s door and his body. His body vibrated with heat and a low rumble that seemed to rush through him.

“Kiss me,” I whispered, breaking the silence between us, but he shook his head. I frowned. “No?”

“No. I kiss you right now, Coral, I won’t take you to your place to taste you like I promised. I’ll do it out here. In the parking lot under the stars and the moon shining above us.”

“Oh.” The picture he painted made me wetter. I wanted to be outside with the warm summer air touching my skin as he filled me.

“I can see you like the idea,” he growled. His nose flared and somehow, his scent wafted into my nose in that moment. Clean and woodsy with a hint of spice.

“I do.” I wasn’t shy in hiding what I wanted or needed. Not with him. It was crazy how comfortable I felt with him. I’d just learned the man’s name a couple of hours ago.

“And I’ll make that happen. I’d do anything to make you happy, Coral.” His words were crazy, but it didn’t stop me from believing them. “But I’ll be damned if I risk anyone seeing you. I’m a selfish bastard,babochka. I don’t think I could handle anyone hearing those pretty little cries of pleasure when you’re about to come, much less watch it.”

“Oh.” I licked my suddenly dry lips. My face felt hot. Who was I kidding? My entire body felt like it was lit up from the inside out. “My place?” I asked, and he nodded, begrudgingly taking a step back. He opened my door, and I got settled in. Once I was ready with my seat belt on, one he helped buckle me into, he kissed my forehead, told me to drive safe, and that he would follow me.

It wouldn’t be until a month later, while holding a pregnancy test in one hand and wondering what the hell I was going to do, that I would think back to this moment and wonder how he had known that was my car. Something that would lead me to finding out just how naïve I’d been when it came to Oleg Sokolov.

Oleg

Istretched out and knew I was smiling before I opened my eyes. And the one and only reason was lying next to me.Coral. My babochka. My sweet little butterfly.

God, being with her the last two weeks had been like a dream. I would have thought the obsession I felt when it came to her would have lessened and morphed into something a little more controllable.

But even then, lying in her bed, as I rolled to wrap my hand around her waist and pulled her into me, I knew I would watch me do this when I returned to my place. I loved watching the videos that were being recorded through her small apartment every minute of every day. She had no idea, and it was wrong, but fuck, I couldn’t get myself to pull the cameras and other devices. Shit, I loved having these simple moments saved on my hard drive. Or when I was working behind the screen, taking a moment to watch her do the same from her laptop that I’d hacked to watch her as she worked.

She breathed in deeply, and I could tell by the way her legs moved and her cute toes stroked my legs that she was slowly waking up.Jesus, she is perfection.Every day, there was something new about her, something I prayed would take the edge off this thing inside me that had come to life when our paths crossed. Something to make me a little less unhinged. But it was the opposite, actually. Every single little thing about her made me hungrier, crazier for her. I was like an insatiable beast who couldn’t get enough of my girl. I was a man who could live a million lifetimes and would always search for her.

“Oleg,” she whispered. “You awake?” she asked, her voice still sleepy.

“Hmm,” I grunted into her ear, opening my eyes slowly. The sight in front of me was so damn beautiful it almost hurt to look at. I loved that she was the first thing I saw every day and the last thing every night.

I wanted it forever.

“I should get up,” she whispered, snuggling her cute ass against the hard ridge of my morning wood.

“No,” I grunted, rolling her onto her back, hovering my body over hers. Coral didn’t hesitate to spread her legs for me, accommodating my big body to fit better as the heels of her feet rested on the small of my back.

“You’re hard,” she gasped, rolling and grinding against me. We had fallen asleep completely naked the night before, and this morning, I was counting my lucky stars. The feel of her wet, warm pussy rubbed against the underside of my shaft, making my feet curl and my hips grind against her a little harder.

It was two weeks after going on that hike, and we had been inseparable.

There wasn’t a morning we didn’t wake up together at her place or mine. Even when she went out with her sisters, who were all suspicious that she was seeing someone. Not that Coral had told any of them about me. I knew because I watched her wherever she was. There wasn’t a security system in all of Moonlit Pines I couldn’t hack to get what I wanted.

Her lips found mine, and for a long heated moment, we got lost in a kiss so passionate it turned greedy. When I pulled away, she smiled at me, her hand stroking my face,

“How do you taste so good in the mornings?” she asked, and I grinned.

“I’m lucky you think so.” I winked, kissing her again, adjusting against her, loving the way she dripped for me. “I should take my own taste test of you,” I growled, savoring every kiss as I explored her body and my hands wandered to her full tits. Ripe and heavy, aching for my touch.

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