Chapter 6
Ilya
Her fiancé is a stupid fuck who deserves to be skinned alive for what he did to her, but I can’t help but be grateful that he was such a fucking moron.
I’m glad I’m the only one who’s ever gotten to taste Lily like this.
I know it makes me a hypocritical bastard, but I can’t help it.
She’s mine, and I can’t stand the thought of anyone else having her.
Running my tongue over her slick folds, I groan when the sweet taste of her fills my mouth.
I wasn’t lying about her being wet. My girl is soaked, her body so needy and ready for what I’m about to give her.
With my finger still inside her, I keep slowly fingering her while I give her clit a firm lick.
Her surprised yelp is the cutest thing I’ve ever heard, but the shock is short-lived.
That little preview has made her ravenous, and soon her hands are fisting my hair and her hips are rocking up, every part of her desperate for a release.
My cock is painfully hard, but I’m not about to stop what I’m doing just so I can relieve my own frustration. Her pleasure comes first. Always.
Her clit is swollen and slick and when I give it a gentle suck, she moans my name and tightens her grip on my finger. My eyes close at the sensation as pleasure fills me and I feel my own orgasm grow closer.
Both our breaths come faster as I pump my finger in and out of her in a faster rhythm while my tongue teases her clit.
When I hook my finger and start to rub the inner wall of her pussy, she arches her back, pulling my hair hard enough to sting.
I rub the rougher patch of skin, pressing in firmly as her hips buck against me.
When I feel her body tense, I give her clit a harder suck, sending her over the edge.
I groan against her pussy, feeling her inner walls convulse, and it’s so easy to imagine how good that’s going to feel around my cock.
Another rush of pleasure hits me, and before I can get myself in check, I feel a rush of warmth hit my hand, far more than I’d been expecting.
Lily moans as a tremor runs through her body, and I come in my pants like a fucking teenager when I realize she’s just squirted all over me.
With a growl, I bury my head in her messy pussy, licking and sucking like the glutton she’s made me as my own body shivers from ecstasy, the last of the orgasm running through me.
“I love you so fucking much,” I say while I press a gentle kiss against her tender clit. Her fingers soften in my hair while she catches her breath. Her body is limp and fully sated, and there’s a beautiful flush running up her neck and face.
Completely spent, I take in a shuddering breath before kissing her inner thigh and letting out a soft laugh.
“My god, sweetheart, the things you do to me. I can’t believe you made me come in my pants.”
She gives me a lazy, full smile. She’s still flush from her orgasm and hasn’t quite calmed her breathing yet, and the sight of her like this is perfect, the kind of image that I’ll never forget.
After we’ve been married for decades, I’ll still remember this moment and the exact way she looked after I tasted her for the first time.
“I’m not so sure that’s my fault,” she tries to say, but I nip at her thigh and shake my head at her.
“Entirely your fault. When I felt you squirt, Jesus,” I groan. “There was no way I could stop myself from coming. No fucking way.”
She lets out an adorable groan while her cheeks grow redder. “I’ve never done that before. I’m not sure if I should apologize or not.”
“Never,” I tell her. “Don’t you dare say you’re sorry for that. I fucking loved it, Lily.” Standing up to my full height, I let her see the wet spot on the front of my jeans. “In case you couldn’t tell.”
The smile she gives me is the one that wrecks my heart every time I see it. I don’t know how I keep falling harder for her, but I do. Leaning down, I kiss her again, lingering just so I can keep tasting her.
“I wish I could stay here all night, but I have a work thing, and I can’t show up with dried cum on my pants. They’d never let me live it down.” I shudder at the thought of the never-ending line of jokes I’d have to suffer through for the rest of my life.
“What work thing?” she asks.
“Just a work thing,” I say. “Nothing for you to worry about.”
I can tell she wants a better answer, but she knows I can’t give her one, so she lets it go as she starts to focus on other things. Her hand drifts down to palm the cock that I’d finally managed to quiet. It immediately sparks to life.
“That’s mean,” I tell her while giving her a wink. “I had no idea you were such a tease.”
“I’m not a tease,” she says. “I already told you I’m ready to take this to the bedroom.”
“Soon.” I lean in for one more kiss and then grin as I first kiss one set of lips and then the other.
Unable to resist, I swipe my tongue up her slit just so I can hear her sweet moan again.
“I promise I’ll take you to bed very soon, but for now, I think we’ve made really good use of this island, don’t you? ”
“Definitely,” she says with a laugh. “Every time I use it, I’ll think of you and what you just did to me.”
I smile at the thought. “Good.”
Running my eyes over her one last time, I sigh and untuck my shirt, hoping it’ll cover the stain while I make the short walk back to my place.
“Text me if you need me, okay?”
She smiles and promises she will, and then I force myself to leave, even though all I want to do is stay.
It’s the first time in my life I’ve ever been torn about my commitment to the Bratva.
This has always been my life, and it’s always come first, and I’ve never once had a problem with that, but right now work is the last thing I want to be doing.
I never go back on my word, though, so I jog the short distance to my house so I can change my pants and grab my gun.
I don’t usually wear it when I’m on the property because the place is so well guarded, but I’m going to need it tonight.
A few minutes later, Nikolai is banging on my front door, letting me know it’s time to go.
We have a firm hold on our territory here, so for the most part it’s pretty quiet, but every once in a while, someone will show up, trying to encroach on our area.
They always like to see just how far they can push things.
Turns out, it’s not that far at all. The second someone steps over that invisible line and tries to sell drugs on our streets, they get shut down.
Whether it’s guns or drugs, we’re the only ones who move product in this city.
On our way to Vasya’s, I glance over at Lily’s cabin, making Nikolai laugh and say, “I see you’re still crushing on the teacher.”
I ignore him, which only makes him laugh louder while he reaches over to smack my shoulder.
When we get to the main house, the Medvedev brothers are already outside with several of the other guys.
Andrei nods over at us while Vasya says, “All right, let’s fucking get this over with.
We’re taking three SUVs and meeting on the corner of Sullivan and Morgan Street.
We’ll approach on foot from there. We’ve already warned them, so if you see anyone selling that you don’t recognize, you take them out. Understood?”
We all agree and then pile into the three waiting SUVs. Somehow I end up sitting between Vasya and Volodya with Valeri, the youngest Medvedev, in the passenger seat. When he looks back, the grin he’s giving me makes me feel like this was planned.
Vasya confirms it when he asks, “So how are things with Lily?”
Keeping a very neutral face, I ask, “What do you mean?”
Volodya grunts while Valeri laughs and says, “Nice try, but you can cut the bullshit. We’ve all seen you two sneaking around.”
I turn to Vasya when I say, “I haven’t fucked her,” because technically it’s true. “She loves working with your kids, and I swear I’m not doing anything that will make her change her mind about that.”
“You better not,” Vasya says. “Bran loves her.” His eyes meet mine when he adds, “If you break my son’s heart, we’re going to have a big problem, Ilya.”
“It’s not like that,” I say again, but we’re getting close to our drop-off point and now is not the time to declare I’ve fallen in love with Lily, so I settle on, “I’m not going to hurt her or push her away from here.”
He obviously wants to say more, too, but instead he checks his watch and says, “We’ll talk more about this later.”
I nod, not looking forward to it, but also ready to just have it all out and in the open.
I’m tired of sneaking around with Lily. I want her all the time, not just in quick, stolen moments.
I want her in my bed every night, and I want her to be the first thing I see every morning.
I’m not sure how my bosses will take the news, but I do know I’m not backing down on this.
I’ll prove it to them just like I’m proving it to Lily.
She’s changed me. I’m officially a changed man, a reformed manwhore, whatever the hell you want to call it, and I’ll happily prove it to everyone.
As soon as the SUV stops, we all check our weapons and get out.
We’re on the outskirts of where we’ve had issues, but crossing into the dingier part of town won’t take long.
Fanning out so we can hit it from several angles, I stick with Nikolai and Vasya and head across the street.
We cut through an alley, another side street, and when we hit the edges of an abandoned warehouse, the atmosphere changes.
This isn’t the kind of place you walk through unarmed, and from here on out, anyone we meet is not going to be friendly.