I hold him close, nails digging, breath gone.
A knock sounds at the door. He doesn’t stop. He f***s me through it, deep, determined. I clutch at him, wrecked and blissed out, his mouth finding mine again. The kiss is slow, sweet.
Finally, when he’s done, he pulls out, slips off the condom, tosses it, sits up, all naked, all glorious, and throws the comforter over me. Then, finally, with that boss-like coldness, he calls out:
“What is it?”
Niko pushes the door open partway. I grab a pillow and cover my face, already humiliated, he definitely heard me moaning like a porn star through the damn door. I pinch Aleksei beneath the comforter for letting his bodyguard just walk in on us.
He doesn't react. My pinch is nothing to him.
They speak in Russian for a few seconds. Then the door close
