Dinner was amazing. On top of the company and comfortable conversation, it had been the best risotto I’d ever tried. When I told Adrik, he had a taste and informed me that his was better. On the drive to the condo, I pushed my nerves down enough to mention, “You know I can’t cook. I can bake but not cook.”
Would he worry about that?
“Da, I remember those muffins. I will teach you if you would like?”
Warmth spread through my body. “I’d love that.”
He took a hand off the steering wheel to take mine and rest it on his thigh. “Good. I have many dishes to teach you.”
“But just remember it’ll be your fault if I ruin a delicious dish.”
“With you saying delicious, it reminded me of the times you ate my meals and moaned like you had just come in your pants.”
I gasped. “Adrik,” I snapped. I couldn’t believe he’d just said that.
“It is true. I had never been so hard before.”
I pulled my hand free and pushed at his shoulder. I loved his teasing, but my face burned in mortification. I hadn’t realized I’d moaned like that. “Oh my God. I can’t believe you said that.”
“What? The truth?”
“Well… even still, it’s embarrassing I moaned like that, and it was the first time I met you.”
He retook my hand. “I will forever be grateful I went through the business to gain company, or I never would have met you.”
I squeezed his hand. “I’m glad too, but… why did you? You’re a hot guy with an accent. You could have found anyone.”
“I wanted it on my terms and where you would expect nothing from me but my company. At the time, I wasn’t interested in finding a partner. I went on dates, but they wanted things I didn’t want to give—more of my time or money.”
“You did go on dates?” Jealousy reared its ugly head in my gut.
Adrik glanced at me and grinned. “Da, but it had been a while, long before you came along. It is good to know you become jealous as I would.”
Rolling my eyes, I mumbled, “Whatever.” Of course he chuckled. I understood where Adrik was coming from. He was lonely in a way where he craved company but didn’t want to have to put on the charm for a date. He was mostly himself right from the start, and I loved knowing that. The first night had been a test to see if we connected, to ensure I wasn’t dazzled with his condo and such. With the rest of our time together, he let himself show in more ways than he had the first.
I was just happy I had the real Adrik.
We drove into the underground parking area, and Adrik stopped close to the elevator. I got out and went to grab my bag from the back seat, but Adrik already had the back door open, taking it. Smiling at his chivalrous behavior, I walked around the car, and we made our way to the elevator.
“Isn’t there usually people around?”
“Dimitri called ahead and got rid of them.”
“Why, and where is Dimitri?”
“Because I wanted to do this.” He slid his card through the keypad and then faced me. Dropping my bag to the ground, he cupped my face and kissed me. I stumbled forward, bracing my hands on his hard chest when he deepened the kiss. He pulled away, and I whimpered. His smirk was cocky. “My men fear me. If they see the sap I have become around you, they would think me soft.”
“You are soft,” I teased.
“Only with you. Actually, with Dimitri being up there with them, they are probably watching this on the cameras. I just wanted you alone down here.”
I stilled for a second before I pushed Adrik’s face away and looked around for the cameras. When I spotted one, I ducked behind the car.
“May I ask what you are doing?” Adrik questioned, the humor evident in his tone.
“Shit, I don’t freaking know. My head jumped to cameras and being caught. I panicked.”
Adrik’s phone rang. “Da? He panicked when I mentioned cameras.” I could hear Dimitri’s loud roar of laughter from where I crouched. Standing, I shot a glare and the middle finger to the camera. Thankfully, the doors to the elevators dinged open. I swiftly made my way inside.
Adrik ended the call, picked up my bag, and chuckled his way over.
“I looked like an idiot.” Turning into Adrik, I pressed my face into his chest. “Your men will think I’m foolish.”
He snorted. “I doubt that. I’m sure you will charm them.”
“I know, I’ll bake them something.”
“You will not. They are my baked goods.”
His rough tone sent a shiver over my body. “Okay,” I got out before Adrik was kissing me again. I heard the bag drop as I wound my arms around his neck, and Adrik circled my waist with his.
The doors opened too quickly. Both panting heavily, we parted. I wanted more of that, but while we were naked.
“Bed?” I asked softly. I stepped into Adrik’s condo and looked over my shoulder, catching Adrik adjusting himself in his pants.
“We do not have to do anything— Fuck,” he clipped when I pulled my shirt over my head. Panic caught me for a moment, but all I had to remind myself was that it was Adrik. The man I loved. The man who wanted me as I was. Scars and all. I sucked in a shuddering breath and watched his chest rise and fall rapidly. “Are you sure?”
My heartbeat was erratic, and I felt like I was going to burp with the amount of rolling my stomach did. But I wanted him. I needed to show him. I popped the button to my jeans, loving the way Adrik’s eyes darkened.
“Your back—”
“Is healing, and as Kylo said, there are other things we could do… or I could be on top?” I shrugged, turned, and started for where I thought Adrik’s bedroom would be. I didn’t hear his footsteps behind me, but I kept going, or I would lose my nerve, and I thought I acted pretty cool… and thinking that made me sound like a dickhead.
Adrik did want me, right?
Was I supposed to ask him?
Did he actually want to do something with me?
No. I couldn’t let my mind think otherwise. The man had asked me to move in with him. I still couldn’t believe his offer. Thinking about us together permanently had my stomach fluttering and a smile blooming.
I wasn’t sure why I asked for the weekend to think about moving in when I already knew the answer. I couldn’t imagine a night without seeing him.
I pushed through the door at the end of the hall and smiled. A king-size bed lay opposite the door. To the right were two doors; one would be a bathroom, the other a closet. To the left were windows that led to another balcony. The light from the moon was enough for me to see the bedsheets were dark, as were the walls and the bedside tables. Adrik certainly loved dark colors.
I looked in on the large bathroom, complete with a jacuzzi in the corner. The closet held all his expensive suits, shoes, other clothes, a million belts, and watches.
After I was done inspecting, I made my way back into the bedroom to find Adrik leaning against the doorway. My bag at his feet.
Heavens, he was gorgeous.
I swallowed thickly, my nerves rising once again.
He straightened and glared over at me. “I had to wait for the elevator to come back up since you distracted me, and I forgot your bag.”
Laughing, I said, “You look a little flushed there, Adrik.”
“You are standing in my room half-naked, moya lyubov’.”
“And that makes you hot?”
His smirk was wicked as he removed his jacket and dropped it to the floor. I gulped, my pulse raced, and my dick throbbed when he slowly undid the buttons of his dark shirt. He pulled it free from his body and dropped it as well.
He hummed under his breath, his eyes lighting with humor. “You are flushed also, moya lyubov’.”
“No,” I squeaked. I cleared my throat. “I’m fine.”
“Are you sure?”
Nope. “Yep.” I nodded. My eyes widened when he undid the button and zipper of his pants. He kicked off his shoes, and I did the same, but my gaze stayed glued to Adrik. His socks were next. I started on mine, tripped, and stumbled forward, drawing a chuckle out of him.
“I’m good,” I told him. I stood on the toes of my other sock and slipped my foot from it.
Adrik’s grin died when I hooked my thumbs into my jeans and pushed them down my body, which left me in my boxers. My dick tented them.
“Christ,” he clipped.
I shot him a cocky smirk, but it faded when Adrik dragged not only his pants but underwear down his legs. His cock bounced free—hard and ready for my attention. And boy did I want to give him all my attention. I could imagine dropping to my knees and taking him in my mouth, sucking and licking him. Heck, I would even pet him because he had such a stunning long, thick dick.
“Moya lyubov’,” Adrik growled.
I blinked, looking up to meet his gaze. “Huh?”
“Take your boxers off and sit on the bed. I have a need to feed you my cock from the way you are looking at it.”
Nodding, I pushed my boxers down, tripped over them on the way to the bed, and sat on the side of it. My dick throbbed, and my heart galloped as Adrik stalked my way.
He stopped right in front of me. “I was going to ask again if you are sure, but I can see how eager you are for this between us.” He cupped the side of my face. His thumb pressed into my mouth. “I like that, West. A fucking lot.”
I shivered. “Good,” I said, my voice husky.
His hand slid to the back of my neck when I rested my hands on his thighs. My gaze traveled to his leaking cock. He gripped my hair and gently tugged my head toward him. I opened my mouth and licked at the tip, tasting, savoring his flavor.
“Khristos,” he uttered.
I wrapped my lips around the tip, and Adrik slid his dick all the way in, drawing out a deep grunted moan from him. He pumped a few more times until he dropped his hand and stepped back. “I am not ready to come.” He dropped to his knees, and in the next beat, his mouth was on my cock. I let out a shocked but pleased cry. He licked, sucked, and teased, drawing out my precum with his hand.
My balls thought it was ready to unload, but it wasn’t.
“Shit, hold up,” I panted. Adrik pulled back, a cocky smirk on his wet red lips. I patted his shoulder. “Yes, yes, you’re as good as me in driving each other crazy.”
He chuckled and stood, holding out his hand. I took it, and he pulled me to my feet. Smiling, I wrapped my arms around his shoulders and his looped around my waist.
“Do you want to go further, or we could just keep doing what we are?”
“Further, please.”
His eyes lit. He took my mouth in a hard, deep kiss, and his hands slid down to my ass. He tugged me forward, and we rubbed our cocks against each other.
I needed him.
Like now.
“Please,” I begged against his lips.
“Turn around, moya lyubov’.” When I did, he pressed his cock against my ass and reached around to take hold of my aching dick. “I have been tested, West.”
I nodded, finding it hard to catch my breath because his hand on me ran up and down my length. “Same.”
“Bare?”
“Yes.”
“Fuck,” he groaned, kissing my neck. “I love you, Moya lyubov’. I need you to know this.”
My heart burst with damn rainbows. Reaching back, I rested my hand on his thigh. “Love you, Adrik. And I’m pretty sure it happened the first day I saw you.”
“Da, West. For me as well.” He ground his cock into me and kissed my neck again. I arched to give him better access. “Let me prep you, moya lyubov’.”
“On the bed,” I told him.
Adrik shifted to the bedside table, opened the drawer, and took out a bottle of lube, which he placed on the sheets. He climbed onto the bed first, lying on his back. He put his hands behind his head, content to watch me with, honest to God, smoldering eyes.
Leisurely, I lifted my knees onto the bed and scooted closer before I kicked one over his hips and rested my ass back onto the top of his thighs. With a cheeky smile, I placed my hands on his lower stomach. His cock twitched, wanting attention like my own dick did. Only I didn’t give it to them. Instead, I ran my hands slowly up to his ribs, his chest, and then back down his arms. I glided them over again and again on his warm flesh.
“You’re gorgeous,” I whispered.
“Nyet, Moya lyubov’. That is you.”
Grinning, I shook my head. “We’ll have to agree to disagree on that.”
“Da.” He smirked, but it was replaced with a question, “I can touch, da?”
“Baby, you can do anything you want.”
He groaned. “Do not tell me such things. I want everything from you.”
“You already have my heart, Adrik. There’s not much else to give.”
“Your body, your soul. All of you.”
“Then take it, baby. It’s all yours.”
He gripped my upper arm and pulled me down to claim my mouth. I let out a little yip but moaned as soon as I got his tongue in my mouth. I loved kissing him and could do it all day and night. It got me hotter.
I ground down over him, and he nipped at my bottom lip before deepening the kiss again.
Adrik slipped his hands down, jerking me up so he could cup my ass. I didn’t know when, but he’d already slicked his fingers, and when he ran them over my hole, I shuddered. He circled around the edge and slipped in slightly when he started kissing me down my neck. I panted and moaned.
He nipped at my throat, but I wanted his teeth in me. I wanted him to suck, bite, and mark. “More,” I demanded. “Teeth and fingers.”
Adrik groaned harshly and bit down, sucking my skin into his mouth, and he slid another finger inside me, both gliding over my prostate.
“Fuck,” I cried. “Feels good, baby, so good.” I held on as he played with my body, using his fingers and mouth like it was his own instrument. “Need you,” I pleaded. Already I was too close, and I wanted to finish with him inside me.
Gently, Adrik pushed on my shoulders, and I sat up.
“Take me inside you, moya lyubov’,” he ordered roughly, lust driving his tone.
He handed me the lube. I squirted some on my hand and pushed up on my knees, reached between us, and wrapped my hand around his rock-hard dick, rubbing lube all over him. His grip on my hips hardened. A noise in the back of his throat, half growl and groan, followed.
I held him at my entrance, met his gaze, and slowly slid him inside me. It burned for a moment. Adrik clenched his teeth and sat up enough to kiss me tenderly, his attention distracting me from the sting. I removed my hand and lowered myself even more, breathing heavily against his lips.
“Fuck, moya lyubov’. You undo me.”
I hummed under my breath and finished lowering until he was all the way in. I rocked and gasped when his cock rubbed against my prostate.
“Adrik, so good,” I whispered.
“Da, moya lyubov’. You feel good.”
I rocked on him again and again, lost in the feel of him inside me. Enjoying the sensation it sent right to my balls, I gasped.
Opening my eyes, which I hadn’t realized I’d closed, I looked down at my man. Mine. He watched me take what I wanted, but I needed to give him what we both desired.
Resting my hands on his chest, I inched up off him to near losing the tip and sank back down. Both of us let out a hard breath. I did it over and over as sweat formed over my body and Adrik’s.
“Adrik,” I moaned.
“Close, moya lyubov’.”
Knowing it had me slamming up and down on him. I wanted to feel the burn of him tomorrow and the next day. Hell, I wanted him inside me tomorrow and the next.
I couldn’t stop. I reached for that climax, and it burst through me. I yelled as my cum squirted out over Adrik’s stomach and chest, marking him.
“Yes, West. Fuck, fuck,” Adrik groaned, holding me in place as he dug his heels into the bed and fucked up inside me, losing himself, emptying himself.
I draped myself over his chest, where he kissed my neck, cheeks, and forehead. “You will never get rid of me,” he told me drowsily.
My heart gave off an extra heavy beat. My body was satiated in a way I hadn’t felt before. This was more than I ever expected it to be. Being with Adrik was perfect. I smiled big and pressed my lips into his shoulder. “Good.” Because I never wanted to lose him. He was made for me, and I couldn’t wait to see what our future held.