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“Let’s check it out.”
Before we can go Konstantin is back. “No need. Temur is correct. Isabella went into Grafton to wait for a money transfer from a secret account she has in Canada.”
“What are we waiting for?”
“Temur, check out the GPS on the Land Cruiser,” Konstantin orders.
“Already did.” Temur tells him.
“Let’s get into town and find my sister.”
“How can we be sure Isabella will still be there?”
“The transfer only went through late this afternoon and there are no trains or buses from Grafton until the morning,” Konstantin tells me. “And no one’s rented a car.”
“How do you know?”
“A good friend of the Zhukov’s owns the company,“ Temur explains.
Once we’re in Grafton we find out where Isabella and a friend are checked into. Steam has started to build up inside me as I wonder who the friend is. My mind automatically goes to a male friend as they are in one room with one queen sized bed in it.
I want to go storming in and barge through the door, full anger blazing. But Konstantin assures me that would only anger Isabella and we don’t know who the friend is. The room is on the second floor.
Temur books the room next to Isabella’s and I can imagine what it must’ve looked like to the clerk as three large men booked one room with one bed in it. I’d find it amusing if I wasn’t fucking furious with Isabella for being at the hotel with a friend, not telling me she’s pregnant, running away from me… the list just grows as my head gathers more steam.
As we get ready to find out who Isabella’s in the room next door with, my mind’s ticking over with bucket loads of suitable punishment for her for all her crimes.
Chapter 8
ISABELLA
A soft caress teasing my nipples through my flannel top wakes me. My eyes open to find myself in a hazy dreamscape, with tendrils of desire winding through me.
My stomach knots when I find Andrey standing before me naked. My already heated skin craves to feel every inch of him pressed against me. Including his ramrod stiff cock that’s proudly pointing at me.
“Hello, Isabella,” Andrey’s voice is soft and hoarse. “I’ve missed you.”
I’m not sure if this is a dream or not, but it feels so real, and my body has craved him for the past eight weeks. I can’t deny how I feel about that. “I’ve missed you too.” The soft words tumble from my lips.
“Then take off your clothes for me and show me how much,” Andrey commands.
I sit up and start to slide off my pants, but his hands reach out and stop me. “No.” He shakes his head. “Your top. Show me your breasts.”
I swallow, and my pussy starts to throb as I feel myself begin to get wet and pull my top over my head. Andrey takes it and throws it on the floor.
“Turn around and sit on the edge of the bed,” Andrey tells me.
Mesmerized by his hypnotic eyes, deep sexy voice, and my growing need, I do as he asks. Throwing my legs over the side of the bed, I sit up straight, my breasts standing out proudly and my nipple tightening with the combination of being turned on and the loss of warmth.
“God, you’re gorgeous,” he groans. “Show me how you like me to pinch your nipples.”
I swallow, my eyes not leaving his, and raise my hands to cup the underside of my breasts. I knead the mounds before my thumb and index finger of each hand, tweak, twist, and pinch each nipple.
A soft groan escapes my lips. I squeeze my thighs together to relieve some pressure building on my needy clit.
“Take your pants off,” Andrey orders.
I drop my hands from my tits and start to slide my pants off down my long legs, letting them drop to the floor.
