Page 47 of Darkest Sin
But right now, movement is about letting go. Freedom. Pure sexual desire.
“Mikhail,” I whisper as an intense pleasure rips right through my entire body. I shake and tremble and moan and grip his desk tighter.
He doesn’t stop touching me as I ride out my orgasm. In fact, he seems to spur it on even more.
It’s only until I slump against his desk that he removes his hand from between my legs.
With a glance over my shoulder, I watch as he brings the finger that was inside of me to his lips.
He inhales deeply. “You smell divine.” He licks his finger. “And you taste even better.”
I blush. “Mikhail.”
“Embarrassed, baby? You don’t need to be. You’re safe here. We can do whatever it is we want.” He pats my backside before he slips my panties back up my legs. I yelp when the fabric touches my warm skin. It feels like a slight punishment to wear underwear after what he did to my backside.
“There,” he says, settling his hands on my hips. “I love your white underwear. So innocent and yet naughty. You have a sex kitten inside of you, just waiting to come out.”
I swallow hard. “Mikhail.”
He helps me stand up and cups my face. “You’re blushing. You don’t need to fear this, Natalya. This pleasure. This freedom it gives you. Embrace it.”
“It’s just hard. To go against all my training. I was taught to be a good girl by my parents. And in ballet, I was taught to plaster a smile on my face even when I was dancing through pain. I was never taught how to let go.”
“Then I can help you with that. Now, you’ve been forgiven. I have work I need to attend to but I promise you, I will contact your family. I will find out what’s happening and you’ll be able to talk to them again. Just give me time. All right?”
“All right.” I want to say ‘not too much time’ but I hold it back. Mikhail won’t appreciate that.
“Good.” He squeezes my hips and it sends another flutter down to my stomach. “Go rest. Your ass is hurting, I’m sure. I’ll let you know when I have more news.”
I leave his office to do as he tells me because he knows best.
Mikhail
Nico almost stole another one of my gun shipments last night but was intercepted by my men. He failed, which is good, because I could have been out millions again. But I’m getting pretty fucking tired of this war. I just want to enjoy my business and my new wife and call it a day.
But now I have to deal with Nico and deal with Denis. I promised Natalya I’ll find out what’s going on with her family and I meant it. I’m a man of my word.
First thing first, I call Nico. “You failed last night,” I taunt, a smile on my lips.
“Ah, Mikhail. Calling to rub it in?”
“Yes. I offered you the chance at peace, Nico. The chance to work together but you said no. Now you’re going to pay the price for it.”
He chuckles. It’s a dark, dangerous sound that sends a shiver up my spine. “I wouldn’t be so cocky, Mikhail. You should know something. I’m expanding my business.”
“With who?”
“With the French mafia. The Corsican mafia, to be exact. I’ll be expanding into Europe. Grow my enterprise and it will help me out in New York too. Within a few short years, I’m going to be unstoppable and there wont be anything you’ll be able to do about it.”
I clench my phone tighter. “How did you make a deal with the Corsican mafia? They rarely leave France.”
“They’re expanding too. It’s a win-win for all of us.” He pauses. “Well… maybe not you. Have fun, Mikhail. I’ve heard the news about your wife shooting her own uncle in the shoulder. You have your own problems to deal with. Makes it even better for me.”
Motherfucker. “I will take you down, Nico. One day.”
“Precisely. One day. Not today. Goodbye, Mikhail.” He’s the one to hang up.
It takes everything in me not to throw my fucking phone across the room. Not only do I have to deal with Denis for Natalya, I now have to deal with Nico teaming up with the Corsican mafia. They don’t have a stronghold in New York but they could offer Nico money to make him stronger.
