by Lee, Leona
Chapter 11
Bethany spent the next day with Vadim, deciding to blow off class for one day. While she felt guilty not checking in with her handler, she knew that she would see her on Wednesday.
After he had swept his apartment for bugs, they talked quietly. Still not quite sure they were safe to speak aloud. After much discussion, Bethany had agreed to move in with him. The shift in the relationship would send a message to Boris and any others, and it would give them the opportunity to spend more time together.
Later that afternoon, he took her over to her apartment to pick up her things. Given that her rent was so cheap, they decided to drop that apartment and take one at the other end of the building with a better exit strategy in the event they needed a place to go. When he placed her two suitcases into the trunk of his car, he looked at her to see if she had any misgivings, but she was all smiles as he closed the trunk. Wrapping his hands around her waist, he pulled her to him as he kissed her.
“Can we really do this?” she asked him.
“We won’t know until we try,” he answered.
“Look at you being the positive one,” she teased as he opened the car door for her to get in.
* * * *
Wednesday morning, Bethany reported to her handler who was pissed that she hadn’t checked in.
“Where the hell have you been?” Marci demanded as Bethany set a sweetened coffee down in front of her and a cinnamon roll. Snatching the coffee, she took a long drink before opening the bag to see the roll inside. “And don’t think you can bribe me with breakfast,” she told her as she licked the sugar glaze off her fingers.
Sitting down in the chair opposite her, Bethany sipped at her coffee. “So, who is this Peter,” she began.
“Sasha’s handler. When she stopped reporting in, he decided to launch his own investigation to find out what was going on, and we simply got caught in the middle. He didn’t know we were FBI until Sunday, but he has grudgingly agreed to back off while we take the lead on this case.”
“Should we be concerned about him?”
Marci shrugged her shoulders. “I’ve no idea.”
Nodding her head, Bethany filled Marci in on her recent move, leaving out that they kept the apartment. There were too many changes taking place, and she decided that in the event the shit hit the fan, she needed a safe house to hide out in and regroup.
Before she left, she agreed not to miss any more meetings, and she assured Marci that she still had the panic button.
That evening, she pulled into the parking lot at the Rubicon. It was back to work for her. She hadn’t been back since the raid, and she was curious to see if anything had changed.
The first thing she noticed was the additional new cameras surrounding the parking lot. When she walked inside, it looked as though they had added several more bouncers. As she made her way into the main area, the same group of men was sitting in their usual spot. On her way past to the changing rooms, she was surprised when Boris waved her over. As she walked up, she nodded to the men.
“A little bird tells me that you might have a job with the FBI,” Boris commented.
“I’m sorry, what?” Bethany wasn’t sure what he was talking about as she worried that he already knew everything but if that were the case, Vadim would not be sitting so calmly next to him.
“A man named Sanderson is interested in your translation skills?”
“Oh, that.” Bethany had already forgotten about it as she wondered how he knew. “I’m not actually sure,” she ventured. “I only met with him once and after the raid, I figured he would have written me off.” There, that sounded reasonable, she thought.
“We have been talking, and we want you to contact him to see if the job is still available.”
“Um, why?”
“Because we think that you would be the perfect candidate to do some spying for us.”
“Wait, what?” Bethany stopped speaking when Boris held his hand up.
“Vadim will explain it to you later. You do not want to be late for your shift, now do you?”
Shaking her head, she looked at Vadim who shrugged his shoulders, before heading to the locker room. As she dressed in her uniform, she wondered at the sudden turn of events.
Could this even work? she wondered, as she adjusted her belt. This might be an interesting opportunity to gain more information, but the key question is how did he know about that offer? The only other person who knew was Peter, unless there’s another mole.
Straightening her shoulders, she walked out onto the floor and headed to the bar to pick up her tablet. Waving at Tiffany, she scrolled through the drink orders before turning to greet her guests.
The night was uneventful, of which Bethany was grateful, as she was anxious to speak with Vadim. When they were finally able to talk, he admitted that he had been as surprised as she was when Boris brought it up. Nodding her head uncertainly, Vadim dropped his head to kiss her.
Bethany looked up in surprise. “I thought that we weren’t broadcasting our relationship,” she stated.
Smiling down at her, Vadim responded, “We are when it suits me.” Giving her another peck, he walked her out to her car, promising to be home shortly.
Chapter 12
As Vadim rode the elevator up to their penthouse apartment, he smiled at the thought of a “we.” He knew that he didn’t lead the kind of life that would welcome a stable relationship and having one with a woman who was sent to spy on him didn’t bode well for any sort of long-term success. But for the first time in his life, he was hopeful at the prospects for a future.
When the elevator opened onto the top floor, he was surprised to see the living room cast in a glow as candlelight danced along the walls and reflected back in the floor-to-ceiling windows that banked two walls. Walking into the room, he spotted a trail of rose petals as he followed it around to the fireplace.
His smile grew wide when he found Bethany naked and reclining on the rug. Smiling up at him, she held out her hand as he joined her.
“A man could get used to coming home to such a feast for the eyes, Malyutka,” he told her as he kicked off his shoes before joining her on the rug.
With one hand to her lower back and the other around the back of her neck, he arched her back to kiss her as her hands reached for the buttons on his shirt. Sliding her hands under his shirt, she wondered if she would ever get tired of touching him as trailed kisses down her collarbone, nipping at her neck as he went.
Bethany rested on her elbows as she watched him pull his shirt off. When he went to kiss her again, she waggled a finger at him, “Uh uh. Pants, too, Mr. Sannikoff.”
Giving her his best seductive smile, he rose gracefully as he released the clasp on his pants and drew the zipper down. Stepping out of his pants, he bent to pull his socks off as he felt her soft hand rubbing up the back of his legs. He closed his eyes and swallowed hard at the emotions brewing inside him.
As he opened his eyes to look at her, he caught her rubbing her legs together as her body began to take on a rosy hue. Dropping down on top of her, he looked at her as he towered above her. The innocence and insecurity that he remembered when he first met her was slowly being replaced by the assuredness of a woman becoming comfortable in her own skin. She cupped his face as she arched up to kiss him. Opening his mouth, they continued to kiss as she began to moan.
Leaning on one hand, he touched her in wonderment. He couldn’t believe that someone as desirable as she was lying beneath him as he stroked her silky skin. He kissed her forehead before beginning to trail kisses down her body, following his hand wherever it went. Working his way down her body, he inhaled deeply taking in the scent of her arousal. He was surprised when she stopped him from kissing her mound. She smiled at him when he looked up at her questioningly.
“Make love to me, Vadim,” she said simply.
Moving to position himself over her, he swallowed back the emotion threatening to overwhelm him. “Whatever my Malyutka wishes,” h
e told her as he positioned himself.
She wrapped her legs around his waist as she lifted her hips in anticipation. Entering her slowly, he groaned at how wet she was as he buried his shaft deeply inside her. Not quite ready to move, he enjoyed the feel of her wrapped so tightly around him as thoughts of home once again touched his heart.
Lifting his hips, he began to thrust in and out with long strokes as Bethany arched up to meet him. Slowly they moved, looking each other in the eyes as each thrust seemed to bring them closer and closer together.
As Bethany watched him, pleasure tendrils wound their way through her body, and she resisted the urge to close her eyes, wanting to share every moment with him. As her pleasure continued to spiral upwards, she watched, waiting for Vadim’s own orgasm to draw near. When she began to feel a familiar clenching, she leaned up to kiss him, but he arched her back and captured a nipple in his mouth as he sucked greedily at them. Unable to hold back any longer, she cried out his name as he switched nipples.
Bethany’s body shook as pleasure overwhelmed her, and she clutched at his back, raking her nails down it as he pressed into her. Digging her heels into his butt, she held tightly to him as his body, overcome with need, released itself, and he emptied himself inside her.
She didn’t realize that she had cried until she felt Vadim licking her tears away as he stroked her cooling skin. Lying beside her, he smiled down at her as he cupped the side of her face.
“Whatever we have. Whatever happens. We can get through it, together. Understand?”
Nodding her head, Bethany blinked away the fresh tears threatening to fall.
“Dah, moya lyubov,” she told him as her lips brushed his.
Vadim had to clear his throat, momentarily too moved to respond. Hugging her tightly to him, he said, “My love? I do like the sound of that.”
“Well, I certainly hope so, because I plan to use it. A lot.”
“I can’t wait.”
To Be Continued…
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