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Dark kinks? What did that even mean? Damn it, I had questions, but this wasn’t the time and place to talk about things like that.
“You like to punish women. I figured that one out,” I whispered when his leg touched mine. His eyes were filled with hope.
“I used to until I met you, but there isn’t anyone else now. I just want to make love … well, fuck you senseless, more than anything else, because you do something to me, Marinka. Things that make me crave you. Together, we could explore this other world, the darker side of your sexual fantasies. If you want.”
CHAPTER15
Sebastian
Fuck,I wasn’t expecting that kiss. I thought she wanted to tell me something when she leaned close, but then her lips touched mine. For a while there, I was too stunned to react.
Once I started kissing her back, I forgot about all the reservations I had because she tasted exactly the way I remembered. Exquisite.
And then it was over and she was asking me why I hadn’t kissed her before. She obviously still wanted me even after I’d been a jerk.
“Let’s go explore,” she said cheerfully.
I nodded, needing a distraction because I was ready to drag her back to the car and make love to her there. But we needed privacy for all the things I wanted to do to her. This time, I wanted to fuck her slowly and focus on her needs. Marinka brought out a side of me I never thought I had. Yet, she seemed eager to explore the darker side of her sexuality with me, and we needed total privacy for that.
She grabbed my hand and pulled me along. She looked so fucking sexy in just a simple jeans and pink tie-dye t-shirt with a scoop neck and gathered up with a knot at the waist. I did not miss the lecherous gazes from some men, and there were moments I wanted to throw a bomb at them and watch with infinite satisfaction as they were being blown to bits.
This wasn’t my kind of place—it was out of my comfort zone—but my girls were having fun and Pedro had been right. I needed to spend more time with my family. We meandered quite a way from the main fairgrounds, but being here, hand in hand with her, was all that mattered.
“How about this?” she asked, stopping by a fenced-in stall that all on its own, with stuffed animals lined up on the shelves. The game involved shooting a target and hitting the bull’s-eye would earn the customer a prize, depending on how many times they score. Only adults were allowed to play.
I only just got over the fact that Marinka’s parents had taken Lilly. Marta didn’t look particularly happy with the arrangement, but I had to give her the benefit of the doubt only for today. Especially for Vlad, who truly wanted to connect. Lilly was their granddaughter and they needed to bond, because this was what Marinka expected. As much as I didn’t like their asses, I had to do what was best for our marriage, and compromise.
“Welcome, ma’am, here’s a rifle. I assume you know how to shoot,” he greeted with exaggerated Southern twang. He handed her the weapon as she nodded, and now I knew why this stall had been set up a good distance from everything else—and there was even a fence around the setup. “I’m sure you’ll get this on the first go.” An older guy with greasy hair and a beer belly, he smiled at my wife like he’d won the fucking lottery. I didn’t like him already.
“Do you want me to have a go?” I asked her, but she shook her head, grabbing the gun before I did.
“No, this is fun. I want to try it out,” she said with enthusiasm. “I went to the shooting range a few times, with my friends from college. Don’t like guns much, but at least I can shoot at something.” She grinned.
The guy ogled her without shame and didn’t fucking care that I stood next to her. I wished we could just walk away and go somewhere else, but Marinka had already made up her mind. And after that kiss, I didn’t want to ruin this for her.
Marinka lifted the gun and started aiming at the target he put up on a platform to the right of the stall.
“Great position, ma’am. Just aim a little higher, then you will have the perfect angle,” the guy commented. When she turned, he checked out her ass encased in her tight jeans. Was that a groan I heard coming out of his mouth? He was testing my patience and soon, I’d be gouging his eyes out so he wouldn’t be looking at anything he shouldn’t ever again.
“Sebastian, is this right? Should I move?” she asked, aiming a bit higher as he’d suggested.
“Just stay in this position,” I growled. The guy seemed to get bolder, his beady gaze all over her body now. Maybe she shouldn’t have worn the tightest skinny jeans in the universe.
“Ma’am, you can shoot now and as your fellow says, you’re good,” the guy added, smirking like he truly was asking me to punch him.
Marinka took the shot but missed, catching one corner of the target.
“Well, lady, you have two more chances, so just relax,” the guy said. “You’re a pretty little thing, aren’t you? Your man here is a lucky guy. Where are you from?”
“Oh, I have Russian parents but I was born here. And this isn’t my fellow. It’s my husband,” Marinka explained innocently before taking another shot.
And she missed again. She looked disappointed, but I was glad she’d told that idiot we were fucking married. Maybe that would finally make him shut the fuck up.
“Russian. No wonder you’re such a stunner. I have been married three times and none of my women looked like you. Are you a model?”
“All right, I think that’s enough. Marinka, we need to get going now,” I growled, moving closer because I ran out of patience with this guy.
He didn’t even fucking flinch. I was ready to put a bullet in his thick skull.
