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What is my lisichka up to?
I watch her in the elevator as she fidgets with the belt of her trench coat. I move across my office and wait for her at the door. The elevator doors slide open, and she steps out and looks around. Her eyes focus on the new girl, whose name I can’t remember. I hired her for security tech, but she isn’t working out, and I’m getting pissed that she keeps coming on to me when I told her I was in a relationship. Just a couple of hours ago, she was hovering at my desk.
A light bulb goes off in my head. My lisichka has monitors in the office and can watch me anytime she wants. I thought it would be a good way for her to not feel lonely when I’m at work. I’m going to have to let Ainsley and Lennon come visit her soon. I told Gray I wasn’t ready for Lyric to be here yet, but I might have to cave. I think she’s going a bit stir crazy. She’s also jealous by the sour look on her face, and I know exactly what to do to fix that.
“Lisichka, come here,” I order Lyric, and her eyes jump from the new girl to me. She approaches me, making sure she swings her hips. I pull her into my office and close the door. “Stay right there,” I instruct when I press her body against the back of the door.
She nods, and I move to my desk, where I hit the buttons to smoke the windows, giving us privacy. My girl is all about others knowing we are having sex without exactly showing them. Precisely what I like too.
Before I make it back to her, she has the trench coat open, revealing a see-through lace gown. I can see her berry nipples through the material. I’m across the room and on her instantly. I take her lips in a deep kiss before I pull away and slide her body to the glass, where I press her into it.
“You’ll never leave the house like this again, lisichka.”
“Then don’t ever let another woman show you her cleavage,” she bites back.
I tweak her nipples through the material, and she moans, thumping her head against the glass. When her leg comes up and wraps around me, I lift her up the wall.
“Take me out, lisichka,” I demand.
She moves her hands between our bodies, releases my belt, and then opens my slacks. My cock is rock hard as I take in her sexy body against the glass. I can see everyone in the room beyond us, but they can’t see us.
I rip open her gown that is latched just below her breasts. It falls open, and I grab her sheer panties, ripping them from her body. I lift her up higher and impale her on my cock. She cries out as her body is still learning to accept mine. She’s still tight as fuck, and I love how snug and hot she is. I never want to leave her body.
“You are my everything, krasota,” I tell her as I move in and out of her.
“Yes, Aleksei, I’m yours. You’re mine.”
As I pound in and out of her body, the back of her head hits the glass, and she screams my name.
“Aleksei, yes,” she says, over and over.
My balls draw up, but I can’t go until she does. I lean down and suck her nipple deep into my mouth. That’s all she needed. She screams out her orgasm, and I come deep inside her body. I don’t stop. I continue to move until I breach the edge of her cervix and orgasm again. Both of us cry out this time, shouting each other’s names. No one in the other room will doubt she is mine and I am hers.
I hold her against the glass and nuzzle her neck. I suck for just a moment to leave my mark on her.
“You are mine.”
“Yes,” she sighs as she leans into my body.
I lower her legs, and she stands in front of me.
“We are going downstairs and getting married.”
“Wait. What?” Her post coital bliss leaves her eyes, and they clear.
“To protect you, we must get married.” I watch as she closes her eyes and tilts her head down. She takes a deep breath before looking back up at me.
“Okay,” she says, her voice resigned.
I want to question her, but I need to make her mine completely before she changes her mind.
An hour later, she’s walking down the aisle toward me. Her fitted gown follows her beautiful curves that she doesn’t hide from me but does others. The ivory dress has a mid-length train. When she is at my side, I lace my fingers with hers. She looks at our hands and then up to me. A soft smile turns up her lips, and I lean into her.
“Krasota, I’ll take care of you, always and forever.”
“I know,” she says, and I see the tears brimming her eyes.
“I’m happy too, my krasota. I’m yours.”
