by Bella Rose
Vitaly snorted. “You cannot believe that, O’Leary. Joe and Alexandra’s team isn’t even tasked with O’Leary business.”
“But I could request it,” Joe insisted. Then he turned to Vitaly. “Shut the fuck up!”
That was the moment the Maximov brothers chose to act. Alexandra watched in utter amazement as a stack of crates toppled over. It rained down upon the arguing cousins and sent them sprawling to the ground. Crates burst open everywhere, spilling pill bottles full of prescription painkillers all over the floor. It looked like every agent’s dream bust come true.
Dimitri, Anton, and Uday took the ladder down to the ground level one by one. They looked over their handiwork with obvious pride. Then Uday slapped Vitaly on the back. “Dude, we killed that one. Didn’t we?”
“I don’t know,” Vitaly said with a laugh. “Are they dead?”
Dimitri knelt beside Joe, checking his pulse. “No. They’re just out.”
Anton helped Vitaly untie Alexandra and lift her down. She collapsed into Vitaly’s arms, not even caring that it made her appear weak. Resting her cheek against his chest, she allowed herself to calm down.
“Well, Agent Polzin,” Vitaly murmured. “It looks like you just made the drug bust of the century.”
Chapter Fifteen
“I’m not happy that you concealed your association with Jacob Lowenstein,” Agent Johnson said tersely. He kept pacing back and forth behind his desk, refusing to sit still in his chair. “But I can respect the idea that you were going to tell me just as soon as you had verified whether or not Agent Joe Farelli was on the level.”
“I’m sorry, sir.” Alexandra ducked her head and tried to look contrite. “Jacob and I cut ties after that last big bust. He was no longer my CI. Therefore, I didn’t want to jump the gun, but I grew concerned when I could not decipher whether or not he had actually been released.”
Agent Johnson shook his head. “And to think that Farelli concealed his association from us! How did he ever get past the polygraph?”
“He told me that he didn’t discover the association until after he had been made a full agent, sir.” She shrugged. “His reinvestigation hadn’t happened yet. He’s still relatively new to the Bureau.”
“I suppose that’s true.” Johnson looked pained. “Still, it’s an embarrassment that Farelli had to be found in those circumstances.”
“At least it was by us and not the DEA,” she pointed out. “Better to take care of our own housekeeping. Don’t you think?”
“Yes,” he agreed. “We’ll certainly keep it quiet. You’ll be given credit for the drug bust, of course, but it will simply go down to the media as a bust by the organized crime division.”
“That’s how I like it, sir.” She ducked her chin. “No recognition means I’m safely anonymous.”
“You’re a damn good agent, Alexandra,” Johnson said with a curt nod. “Keep up the good work. Although I think you can take the rest of the weekend off.”
“Thank you, sir.” It was Saturday morning. An entire day and a half of vacation must mean Agent Johnson was in an uncommonly good mood. “If you’ll excuse me, sir, I’ll go start that leave.”
“Of course.” He sat back down at his desk and began scribbling away in a notebook as if she were no longer in the room. Not that it mattered to Alexandra.
***
Vitaly heard Alexandra enter his office long before he actually turned around to acknowledge her presence. He had deliberately told Dimitri to let her in. All the way in. He wasn’t hiding things from Alexandra anymore.
“I wondered what was actually on that map.”
“And now you know.” He stood up and turned around. “And you could easily take down my whole network with what you’re seeing.”
She sighed. “Not me. I’m done with fieldwork for a while.”
“What?” He was honestly surprised by the announcement.
She gave an exhausted sigh. “Are you kidding? After that last debacle, I just want to push some paper. I’m tired of trying to pretend what I do or don’t know. I’ve put in for the transfer already. I’ll announce it to my team on Monday.”
“Are you sure?” He frowned. “I don’t want you giving up your career for me.”
She scoffed. “Who says it’s for you? I’m doing this for me. Of course, I’m going to be doing you for me too. At least I hope so.”
Vitaly could not help but laugh at her ridiculous pun. “I suppose I do owe you a tour.”
“Of the entire house this time?” Her batted her eyelashes, looking quite ridiculous. “Can we just start with the bedroom?”
“I think that could be arranged.” He took her hand and lifted it to his lips.
Suddenly a frown marred her brow. She pursed her lips and looked quite serious. “I’ve never said this, but I need to.”
“What’s that?” he asked softly.
“I love you, Vitaly.” She took his hand in both of hers and kissed his knuckles. “I kept thinking about it in that stupid warehouse and I knew I needed to say it if I got out of there alive.”
“I wasn’t going to let you die.” His throat closed up, making his voice sound rough.
She smiled. The expression on her face was beautiful to see. Then she began backing him toward his desk chair. “You know that thing that happens when people have a near-death experience?”
“What’s that?” He couldn’t imagine what she was doing.
“It’s that thing where all they can think about is reaffirming the fact that they’re alive by fornication. You know what I’m talking about?”
Vitaly felt his body responding. His cock leaped to attention and his skin tingled wherever it touched hers. The backs of his knees hit his desk chair and he sat reflexively. She didn’t seem to mind. In fact, she reached for the hem of her blouse and drew it over her head. Then she unfastened her bra and tossed it aside.
“Beautiful,” he groaned as he took in the sight of her perfect breasts.
She fumbled with the side seam of her pencil skirt with her fingers before he heard the zipper come undone. When she stepped out of her skirt she was wearing only a pair of black thigh-high silk stockings and her heels.
He cursed in Russian, mostly because it was the only language he could recall at that moment. She was exquisite! Her body was all curves and taut golden skin, and all his for the taking.
“I want you so badly, Vitaly,” Alexandra whispered. “I’m going to ride you right here and right now because I need to feel you inside me.”
***
Alexandra was wild for this man. Nothing else mattered. She grabbed the front of his dress shirt and yanked it open. Buttons popped off, pinging against the desk and the window as they flew everywhere. She placed her hands flat on his abdomen and felt the way he quivered at her touch. It was an amazing sensation. Then she slid her fingers down to his waistband and picked the button apart. Lowering the zipper, she was gratified by the way he tensed up. He wanted her. She could tell.
“Alexandra,” he groaned. “Take my cock out. Stroke me, baby.”
She smiled, doing as he asked and feeling a surge of power when he reacted so viscerally. His eyes slid shut and his lips parted. She pressed a kiss to his chest. Then she gripped his cock in her hands and began moving them up and down in long, fluid strokes. She mimicked the way he thrust inside her pussy.
Even the thought made her sex wet with cream. She was turned on not just because she wanted him, but also because she wanted to claim him for her own. This was her man. He was everything that she should avoid but she didn’t care. Vitaly was her match.
She kissed him then, taking his mouth in a long, lingering, and very thorough kiss. She moved her mouth against his until she could hardly breathe from excitement. His tongue slipped over the seam of her lips. She opened for him and he swept inside to dominate her senses with the taste that had become so wonderfully familiar.
Alexandra climbed onto his lap, still kissing him. Her sex was spread across him.
The ridge of his cock just brushed the swollen folds between her legs. The teasing sensation nearly drove her wild with lust. Unable to resist, she lowered herself until she was pressed intimately against his cock.
“God you feel good,” he groaned against her lips. “Move for me, baby.”
She could not have stayed still had she wanted to. Rocking her hips, she dragged her wet pussy over his erection again and again until she felt her orgasm beginning to build. The tip of him slipped over the hood of her clit. That stimulation was enough to push her over the edge.
Alexandra gasped as she climaxed. A rush of juices drenched Vitaly’s cock as she cried out in ecstasy. The movement of her hips grew hurried, the rhythm out of sync. Finally his hands settled on her hips and helped steady her.
***
Vitaly was barely holding on to his composure by a thread. Alexandra’s scent was all over him. Her cream had soaked his slacks. He didn’t want to wait any longer. Shifting in his chair, he angled his cock so that her next long rolling movement caused the tip of him to catch against her opening. She was so wet that he slipped right inside her body.
Her response was immediate. Her fingernails scored his shoulders as she held on. He gripped her as well, forcing her to continue the steady movement that was going to make him come almost instantly. Each stroke of her body sent his cock thrusting deep and rubbing against the sweet spot that drove her wild. Her head lolled back and she let him set the pace of their lovemaking.
Vitaly felt his orgasm in the liquid heat pooling at the base of his spine. His legs grew nearly numb with the intensity of the feeling. His balls grew tight. The throbbing of his cock matched his heartbeat. Then he felt an explosion that sent him spiraling to the stars. He spilled his seed deep inside her body. The pulsing wet feeling seemed to go on and on as he gave her everything that he had.
Finally he was spent. She collapsed against his chest and gave an adorable little sigh. Somehow when she was in his arms, she lost the hard edge that made her so formidable in life. It gave Vitaly a warm feeling to know that she showed him a side she rarely allowed anyone to know existed. She was his. He was hers, and it was high time he told her that.
“I love you, Alexandra,” he whispered. “I didn’t say it before, but it’s what I feel.”
“Vitaly.” She touched his cheeks with her fingertips. “I know that our lives are so messed up and so…”
“Opposite?” he suggested.
“Yeah, that definitely applies,” she agreed. “But I want to make this work. I want to be with you. It isn’t just the chemistry anymore.” She was obviously struggling to make herself understood.
“I know it’s not,” he agreed. He wished he knew exactly the right words to say. “I respect you. Even though I think your career choice is deplorable.”
“Ha!” She giggled and the sound warmed his heart. “And I respect you. I find it amazing that you’ve done what you have. You came over here to a new country as a young man and you’ve basically made this place your bitch.”
It took him a moment to process her words, and then he could not help but die laughing. He wrapped his arms around Alexandra and hugged her close. “I love your mind. I love the way you think. And I love that you’re never afraid to be honest, even when you’re lying your ass off.”
“I don’t seem to be very good at hiding things from you,” she admitted. “At least not the important, personal stuff.”
“And I never want you to.” He nuzzled her neck. “Now. How about we go take that real tour of the house?”
She drew back far enough to give him the flirty look that made his stomach do a little flip-flop. “Can we still start in the bedroom?”
“I think I can arrange something.” He brushed a kiss over her bare shoulder. “Although my bedroom is very large. That part of the tour might take all night.”
“Believe me, I have the time,” she said eagerly.
Vitaly had to agree with that. He had all night. And the next night. And the one after that, as well. He would happily give Alexandra all of his nights as long as she was willing to stay by his side for good.
THE END
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