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“Get rid of it.”
I scoffed, rolling my eyes. “Yeah, ok. I’ll get right on it.” Maybe Russians could control their dicks like that, but I sure as hell couldn’t. It had a mind of its own. Clearly.
He seized a handful of hair on the top of my head and twisted my face toward his. “Either you take care of it, or I will.”
The threat only made me that much harder, which I’m sure wasnothis intended effect. Or maybe it was.
“You’d like that, wouldn’t you?” I hissed as his fingers tightened in my hair. “I saw you yesterday. You couldn’t take your fucking eyes off of me.”
“You better watch your mouth.”
“Or what? You’ll hit me again? I told you, just kill me. Because your money’s never coming and I’m not fucking scared of you.” False. I was terrified of him, but since all of the blood was currently rushing southbound out of my brain, I didn’t have the ability to be rational.
“I think you like when I hurt you,” Sasha said between his teeth, his big hand palming my dick and squeezing, pulling a whimper out of me. “I think that’s why you won’t be quiet for two seconds. Why you’re always pushing the limit.”
My eyes closed as he stroked me harder, almost painfully. “Yeah? I think you’ve been looking for an excuse to do this.”
“Do what?” God, why did he have to growl it like that? It was like every single syllable came from the back of his throat instead of the tip of his tongue.
I forced my eyes open to focus on his, anchoring myself in their icy blueness. “Touch me.”
“I don’t need an excuse.” He withdrew his hand abruptly and handcuffed my free wrist, a dangerous look in his eyes. At that moment, I realized I was in for a world of hurt, especially since both of my hands were useless. He hovered over me again, one knee balancing on the edge of the mattress.
“I can do whatever the fuck I want with you,” Sasha continued, his face close to mine. His breath was like a caress, all minty fresh and hot against my skin. “There’s no one who can stop me.”
“And what is it you want to do with me?” I knew whatIwanted him to do with me. I wanted him to touch me again, with his rough and unforgiving hands. I wanted to experience what it was like to be the one pursued for a change, to surrender the control to someone else. It made zero sense, but nothing about this fucked up situation made sense.
He nudged my face to the side with his nose, his lips brushing my ear and sending a shiver down my spine. “I want to use you…” He inhaled before he grabbed either side of my jaw and yanked my face toward his so we were nose-to-nose. “To get what I want…” He was glaring, but his pupils were so big I could hardly see the icy blue I was used to. “And then? I never want to see you again.”
Rejection stabbed through the middle of my stomach, hot and sickly, followed quickly by embarrassment and anger. He played me and my dumbass set myself up for it.
Letting go of my face roughly, he stood and reached for the duct tape. He made a show of picking it up and pulling off a piece, like he was waiting for me to say something. There wasn’t anything lefttosay. This was my fate. Another worthless pawn in the game of life, pushed around the board by other people who didn’t give two shits if they sacrificed me along the way.
Sasha slapped the tape over my mouth, his jaw shifting to the side. Standing straight again, he swallowed, like he was going to say something. He didn’t. After a minute, he headed for the door. With a backward glance that I swear went straight to my dick, he ducked out the door.
Fuck me.
And fuck him.
And fuck this kidnapping bullshit!
20
Sasha
The Birdcage wasloud and smoky as I stepped through the front door, despite the fact it wasn’t even dinner time yet. Depravity was a round-the-clock business; perverts didn’t seem to care what time they came to satisfy their sinful urges, as long as there was someone to pour them a drink and grind against their crotch. Lada’s club gave them all of that and more.
Taking off my sunglasses, I hooked them on the collar of my t-shirt as I made my way to the back.
“Aleksandr,” a girl called as I walked by, waving her pink feather boa at me. “Come here.”
I ignored her and kept going.
Lada ducked her head out of her office and slid out in front of me, blocking the hallway with her tall, curvy frame. She was one of the few women who was near eye-level with me and that was without her heels. “What are you doing here?”
“Looking for Eduard.”
Her fingers wound around mine, lifting my hand for a closer inspection. My knuckles were still bruised from Yuri’s stupid face, but they weren’t swollen anymore. “I saw what you two did to Yuri.”
