Page 30 of Jaded Red

My heart races in my chest. “And you’re sure it was Russian?”

Nadia nods her head while popping a piece of cheese in her mouth. “Positive. My piece of crap father was mixed up with Russians at one point in his miserable life. I will never forget those accents.” She shudders.

I spin in my chair and begin searching for Russian owned businesses in the greater Los Angeles area and expand into regions up and down the coast. “Ok, this could take a while. Thank you, Nadia. I was stumped trying to find these assholes.”

“I hope it works.” She rubs her belly. “He’s pretty active today. Want to feel him?”

A smile graces my lips when our son’s tiny kick hits my palm that rests on her belly. I’m mesmerized by how active he is today. He moves from one spot in her belly to the next, while kicking me. “Wow. How are you feeling?”

Nadia snorts, “Like a fat balloon, ready to pop. I don’t know if I can do this much longer. Thank God we only have six weeks left.” She groans with a sigh.

“You’re not fat, Nadia. You’re glowing beautifully and our baby is growing. You’re doing everything right and no matter what, you didn’t fail him in those first few months. You did what you had to do to protect him. That makes you a great mom.” I rise from my seat and kiss the palm of her hand, working my way up her arm until I’m at her lips. I kiss them gently, then more heated when Nadia whimpers.

I cup the back of her neck and pull her from the chair until she is pressed against me. God, I can’t get enough of this woman. Our kiss grows heated and Nadia whimpers from the back of her throat. I’ve been imagining taking her in my communicationsroom for months, not with a lack of trying and it appears my dreams are coming true.

“Where is everyone?” Nadia asks against my lips.

I quickly check the monitors and GPS locations on my brothers and their Ol’ Lady’s phones. Most of them are outside, gathering around for the twins’ birthday. “Outside. I’d say we have about thirty minutes until someone comes looking for us.” I turn to lock the door. Remembering all the fuckers have a key and use it anytime they want, while I’m in here, I push a heavy filing cabinet in front of the door. There, now they have to be like Superman to get through it. I turn back to Nadia and lift her until she’s perched on my desk. She lifts her dress, revealing her silky thighs and tiny thong and my mouth goes dry. “Fuck. You are the most perfect woman in the world.”

I press myself against her core while kissing Nadia’s mouth. She opens for me and I plunge my tongue inside. Nadia unbuckles my belt, letting my jeans fall to the ground while I rip the flimsy material of her panties off. I yank Nadia’s dress over her head and toss it behind me. I remove my cut and place it on the chair. Then, I yank my shirt over my head and toss it behind me, adding it to our growing pile of clothes. Nadia grabs the waistband of my boxers and pulls me against her, spreading her legs wide for my body. Her fingers brush against the head of my erection and I release a low hiss.

“Fuck your hand feels good, but it’s not what I want right now,” I growl. Nadia releases me and leans back against the screens.

“Then take what you want, Red.” A devilish smile crosses Nadia’s face when she calls me by my road name. She knows it’s a fast way to make me take what I want and not hold back.

“Oh, I will, Pulchra. Until you cry my name because that’s all you can think of.” I trail my fingers down Nadia’s body until each palm of my hands are at her thighs, spreading her legs wider. Ikiss and tease and suck on Nadia’s body until she is a withering mess, pulling my hair and trying to squeeze her legs closed.

I kiss my way back up Nadia’s beautiful body before she finds her release and Nadia growls. “Shit, Matt. Why’d you stop?”

I smirk before lifting Nadia up and sitting down in my favorite chair. She straddles my waist, her heated core pressing against my erection. “Because I want to finish where we left off when Kensi came barging in.”

I kiss Nadia as she grinds on top of me. Inch by inch she sinks down until I’m fully seated in her core. We both release a groan of approval as Nadia starts shifting her hips.

“Fuck, Pulchra. You are perfect for me.” Nadia bounces up and down, her nails digging into my back and my hair but I don’t care. She can claw me, bite me, do whatever she wants as long as it’s with me.

“You are mine,” I growl as Nadia tightens around me and shouts my name. We come together hard and strong, panting against each other’s mouths. Nadia rests her forehead against mine until she comes back down from that powerful orgasm. A shudder rips through her body, causing her to tighten around me and I release a low groan. “Keep that up and we will miss the birthday party.” I swat Nadia’s ass, leaving a small red palm print.

“Promises, promises.” Nadia leans back and then plants a kiss on my lips. “We really should get out there before people ask where we are and come looking for us.”

“Too late.” I point to the monitors. Aftermath and Kensi are coming into the back door of the Clubhouse and heading right for this room. Shit. I grab my phone, not letting Nadia off my lap and send a text to Aftermath, asking him to occupy Kensi for at least ten minutes. I watch on the screen as Aftermath pulls his phone out, reads it and a smirk appears on his rugged face. Hescoops Kensi up, throws her over his shoulder and slaps her ass before walking down the hallway.

“Oh my God, Matt!” Nadia is laughing so hard she snorts which gets me laughing.

“A guy’s got to do what a guy’s got to do to keep his woman happy.” I shrug my shoulders with a grin.

Nadia presses her naked body against mine. “You do know that you do right?” She kisses one cheek, then another. “You make me very happy.”

Nadia shifts her hips and I rise to the occasion again. “Pulchra, if I didn’t make you happy, then I’d be a shitty man.” I lift my hips, pressing myself into Nadia’s core again. We go at it quickly before someone else wants to try and find us.

Once we’re both sated for the time being, we get dressed to head out to the birthday party. Aftermath and Kensi come outside a few minutes after us. He has a satisfied look on his face and Kensi snuggles into his side. Aftermath gives me a wink and Kensi rolls her eyes.

“Jesus, I can’t do anything with you fuckers.” Torch grumbles. His eyes are pinging between me and Nadia and Aftermath and Kensi.

“Torch, watch your damn mouth.” Daisy scolds. One of the twins shouts “fuckers” while the other shouts “damn!” It’s the funniest thing I’ve seen all day. “Look at what we’ve done. We’ve failed them, Torch.”

Daisy’s twin brother Knight is here and he comforts a crying Daisy. “No sis, you didn’t fail them. So, what if they swear? Who doesn’t.” He does a decent job keeping his sister calm and from the background check Capone had me run on him, it’s a possibility he might be prospecting for us in the future.

Knight’s eyes track Doc Emma who is here with another doctor friend Krimson and Nolan know. I think she has a thing going on with Krimson’s right-hand man, Rush, but I’m notdigging into their background unless it affects our club. Doc Emma ignores Knight’s stalker tendencies while she talks to Jezebelle and Rose.

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