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“Please, help me with this? I need you.”

“No.”

“Why?”

“You’re better than this.”

“Better than what?” He pushed his hips forward, rubbing himself against me and biting his lip suggestively. The little shit was doing it on purpose and what was worse, he was getting off on it. So much for innocent. “Am I really better than you? Better than Yuri? Or Sergei?”

I looked down sharply once that awful name crossed his lips. Roan didn’t seem concerned with anything except unzipping my jeans and slipping his hand inside.

“You’re better than all of us,” I managed to spit out, trying and failing to ignore his persistent strokes.

“No, I’m not.” He reached deeper, massaging my balls.

“Roan…”

“Sasha…” There was that purr again as he slid down my body. Trailing his hands over my abdomen, he pulled my jeans down as he got on his knees. His teeth raked across his bottom lip while he looked up at me with those big blue eyes again. Brushing his lips along my cock, his tongue slipped out for the return trip and he licked the pre-cum off the tip in one, slow motion.

“Please?” he asked.

I closed my eyes and sighed, as much from exasperation as from the wave of pleasure rolling through me.

No. I wouldn’t fall for it. I was stronger than that. I was disciplined. More than disciplined. Unlike last time, I could withstand his temptation. I could withstand anything if Ireallyput my mind to it. I’d made it this far in life by sheer fucking willpower. I could hold out through one goddamn blowjob. Not like last time…

A euphoric feeling enveloped my cock, hot and wet and velvety at the same time. The urge to run my fingers through his golden hair hit me hard, but I resisted. Pressing myself against the wall, I refused to thrust or do anything other than stand there, willing myself not to feel anything.

“Pozhaluysta?” he murmured, immediately resuming his attempt at persuading me. His hand wrapped around the base of my shaft, adding extra friction while he sucked and licked the head of my cock.

My eyes popped open at the Russianplease. When the fuck did he learn that? And a blowjob was when he decided to trot it out for the first time? This fucking kid… I swear to God.

No. He learnedoneword in Russian — maybe more, but for the sake of argument it was just the one. That didn’t mean I was going to cave and do whatever he wanted. He could pout those perfect lips and give me puppy eyes and… fuck!

My own eyes rolled back right as my head thunked against the wall, his mouth and hand working relentlessly.

No.

I was the logical one.

He was the dreamer. And now he was fucking crazy.

My answer was no.

That was final.

25

SASHA

“This is so fucked up,”Eduard mumbled in Russian, ramming the finger of one hand into the webbing of the other, working the leather gloves down further until they were tight.

“You’re telling me.” I stamped out my cigarette on the door panel and flicked the butt to the back of the van.

“I can’t believe you said yes. What the fuck is wrong with you? One kidnapping a year isn’t enough for you? Are we going to kidnap the whole goddamn family by New Year’s?”

“What was I supposed to say?”

“Uh, how about ‘no’? Did you try that? ‘No' is a pretty universal concept, even for spoiled Americans.”

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