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A nervous laugh escapes my lips as we head for Stanstead. I take a minute to relax before telling him.
“There’s a motel just as we enter Stanstead. We’ll book in there and get changed into other clothes.” My head swivels toward the back of the car. I see a duffel bag, reach over, and get it as we hit Stanstead. I smile as I rummage through the bag. “I see Konstantin instructed Rodrigo well.” I show Andrey the wigs. “We’ll need to put those on and leave through the back door of the room.”
“There are back doors in a motel room?” Andrey looks at me in disbelief.
Laughing, I tell him, “When we book in we’ll ask for room 105. It’s on the ground floor and has a back door exit to the pool area.” A shudder rips through me. “Although I wouldn’t actually want to swim in it.”
“What? I don’t get a fake mustache?” Andrey looks at the items in my hand, making me smile. “So we put on our wigs and head out the back door to…”
“It’s a short walk into town through the park behind the motel, and there are no cameras.”
“Is that the motel?” Andrey points to The Roadside Family Motel.
“Yup!”
“Isn’t it going to look odd pulling into the motel in our Mercedes?” Andrey pulls into the parking lot, and his brows raise as he glances around. “Okay, maybe not.”
“I think this is more of a family-up break motel.” My face splits into a smile. “They rent rooms by the hour.”
“Oh!” Andrey nods in understanding. “That would explain all the fancy cars.”
“It’s quite full, too.” My brow furrows. “I hope the room I want is available.”
We park, and Andrey takes everything from the car, including a picnic basket and duffel bag.
“A picnic basket?” My brows shoot up in surprise.
“Rodrigo must’ve packed it.”
The person on duty doesn’t seem too interested in us. He takes the cash for the room for the night from Andrey without even asking for our names.
“Is room 105 available?” I ask the man.
“Sure.” He nods. “That’s an extra twenty tough.”
Andrey doesn’t argue with the man. He nods and hands him another twenty. We take the key and head to the room.
Inside, the room is basic but clean, with two double beds and a small bathroom. The back door leads to the pool area.
“We need to get dressed in different clothes. In my go bag at the station, there will be new identities for us, and we’ll be taking the bus to Montreal.”
“We have a perfectly good car!” Andrey’s eyes widen.
“No.” I shake my head. “We can’t take that. There are cameras at the border crossing, and the guard scanned our passports.”
“That’s true.” Andrey sighs. “But we should have a shower!” He glances pointedly at my stomach, and his eyes darken with desire. “We both need to freshen up, and you need to relieve some… stress.”
“We don’t really have time.” My head turns toward the door. “Those men could be right behind us.” My head turns to the bathroom, and my clit starts to throb, thinking about Andrey in the shower with me.
“Fuck it,” Andrey growls, his gaze lingering on my stomach with a hungry glint. “We need a shower. You’re wound up tight, and I’m going to help you loosen up.” He grabs my hand, pulling me toward the bathroom. Before raising one eyebrow. “It will help keep the morning sickness at bay.”
“But Andrey, those men—“ I start to protest, casting a nervous glance at the door. To my surprise, the threat of danger only heightens my arousal, my clit pulsing in anticipation.
Andrey cuts me off, flipping on the shower with a determined expression. “There’s always time for a shower, Isabella,” he says, pinning me with an intense stare that leaves me breathless. His hands move to my clothes, tearing them off with an urgency that sends shivers down my spine.
Once we’re both naked, Andrey lifts me effortlessly, my legs instinctively wrapping around his waist. My nipples graze his chest, hardening at the contact. He captures my mouth in a bruising kiss, his tongue demanding entry as his hands grip my ass roughly.
The hot water cascades over us, only adding to the intensity of our connection. Andrey’s cock presses against my entrance, and I can’t help but rock my hips, desperate for him to fill me. He chuckles darkly, pulling back to look at me with hooded eyes.
