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I text Fedor and watch my wife and her best friend hug tightly. “He’ll be up in a couple of minutes.”
“So what’s next?” Stasia asks as she pulls her sweater on. “When will you go to the Caymans?”
“We have the jet, so we can go whenever we want.”
“What jet?” Lina asks as she drops down on a stool. “Where have you been hiding it?”
“The syndicate has one, and the Vor told me to take it. So we’ll fly private.”
“Damn.” Lina rests her head against her hand. “Who am I, and how did I marry a man with access to a private jet?”
The loft door slides open and Fedor strides through the door. “You ready, Stasia?”
“Yes, sir.” She kisses Lina. “Call me before you leave.”
“Start looking at real estate. We’re gonna buy a building and make your bakery the centerpiece.”
“I’ll wait until you get home and we’ll look together.”
Lina waves. “I’ll call you from the fancy airplane.”
“Can’t wait.”
I watch Fedor lead Stasia down the hall as the loft door closes. “There is only one way to celebrate.”
“Maybe two if you play your cards right.”
Her finger slides down the center of my chest, and I grab it, biting the tip. “Baby, with you in my life, I’m guaranteed a winning hand.” I lift her into my arms and stride down the hall, knowing that my wife is nothing less than a royal flush.
CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT
Lina
Laughing, I watch my husband’s big hands slide my dress over my head. “So impatient.”
“You have no idea.”
I fall against the bed and watch Yuri strip his suit off in record time. “Will you leave bite marks?”
“Probably.”
He yanks my panties off, throws them over his shoulder, and then flicks my bra open with practiced ease. His eyes roam over my body. “What is it?”
“You are so goddamn beautiful.”
He presses a gentle kiss to my lips and then flips me over. “Do I need a safe word?”
“I love you and will never give you more than you want.”
I moisten my lips and feel pure adrenaline as his lips slide across my tailbone. His touch is feather-light as he squeezes my flesh. The nip of his teeth against my bottom isn’t. “Ooooh.”
“I like the way my wife tastes.”
Dark laughter follows his statement, and I wonder if anything will be left of me.
His fingers find my center, and he strokes my clit in the way he knows makes me crazy. Tugging and pinching, he moves me closer to release. “Yuri—”
“I will get you there, wife.”
