CHAPTER 45
CHRISTIAN ‘VICIOUS’ VOLKOV.
Her skin is smooth gold.
A swipe of mascara on her lashes, something rosy on her high cheekbones, gloss on her heart-shaped lips, the rest bare and natural.
Yet nothing can compare to the feel of her lips.
Succulent, made to fit my mouth, made to damn any man of the cloth to his knees.
I’m no man of the cloth but I’d dip my hand in that proverbial pot of seven deadly sins if it means she gives me these kisses for eternity.
I suck her tongue, I explore her mouth, taking everything, she has to give and more.
I take her whimpers, I let her taste, her scent, her damn skin imprint on me even when I know this will be my downfall.
That’s how maddening a kiss is.
That’s how frighteningly good Alexia Green tastes like.
She matches every kiss, my little nurse never backing down, never showing me that she doesn’t want this.
My hands weave through her hair, silky, so smooth around my fist, so…so…so mine.
Her bottom lip quivers and her hands find themselves on my chest.
And like the minx she is, the more I kiss her, robbing her of breath, taking and taking, the more she claws me on my bare chest.
The irony being that as her fingers create more scars on me, she turns me on even more.
The kiss itself diverts blood from my mind all the way to my crotch.
All the way to my dick which has no modicum of sanity when it comes to her.
It wants her, it craves her, it barely breathes when she is pissed at me.
I barely breathe when she is pissed at me.
I feel her need to breathe.
But the need to also be choked by something you have no clue of and still want that which chokes you.
Another kiss.
One last lick of her lips and I pull away my forehead resting against hers.
“What did you put on those lips, Sunshine?”
Her pants of breath hit my face as we both open our eyes and collide into this abyss that feels like a meth-induced limbo.
“I’ve never—wow, I’ve never been kissed like that.”
“Yeah? I’ve never kissed lips so damning like that either.”
A frown lines her face and I hold her chin in place.
Nothing is ruining this movie date or whatever. Watching her all night was great.
Watching her fall over some guy on TV? That part was not so great.
“Talk to me.”
“You have more experience than me when kissing. I mean I have a kid but that doesn’t mean I’ve kissed a lot of guys.
What I mean is, are you sure I didn’t disappoint you in the kissing department? You’ve done mafia stuff, tons of them, I’m sure you’ve encountered female models who have kissed you before.”
The laugh rumbles from my throat.
Mafia stuff? This is why she is the one turning my head around and not some chick at the bar.
This is Alexia Green. Mouthy, nervous, brave when she wants to be and so breathtaking that not even the dark room is hiding her pretty features.
“The only mafia stuff I do is eliminating people like Brad when I want to.”
“Ooh.”
“And I’ve kissed women before but that wasn’t kissing. This was kissing, feeling you everywhere all at once.”
She blushes then her eyes are back to mine searching.
And since I’m too far gone with this woman, I lay myself on a silver platter for her.
“Ask me. Whatever is going on in your mind, ask me.”
“Tell me you don’t kill good people because if you do, I’m taking my daughter and leaving straight away.”
“Define good people.”
“Christian!”
She pulls away from me and I grab her wrist.
“I don’t want you moving in a direction that is not to me, Sunshine. You wanna move? Move to me not the opposite direction.”
“You kill good people?”
“No, I don’t. My father used to, I’m not my father.”
“What other mafia stuff do you do?”
“Guns to the government, to the mercenaries, to foreign military.”
“Never to bad people, right?”
The people I just mentioned are bad, she doesn’t need to know that though.
“Yes.”
“And drugs?”
“Not the hard stuff.”
“There is no good stuff.”
“We don’t sell to kids, Sunshine. Only in my clubs, to people who want to indulge in that kind of thing anyway. Is that all?”
“For now. Can I get another kiss?”
Her breath hot on my lips, her hands lying on that part of my chest that has a beating organ I didn’t know was capable of beating, I take in her divine face purposely settling for a kiss on the forehead.
“Go to sleep, Sunshine.”
“I’m not sleepy.”
“We’ve got training tomorrow; I expect you to be up by five.”
I pull away from her, she sits on the couch, her feet on the ground a minute later.
“You are not going to bed?”
I’m hard as iron underneath.
“I need to undo what the kiss did”, I state the obvious, her eyes trail down to my crotch and a vein in my shaft throbs.
“Go to bed.”
“I can help.”
“I don’t want you to. It was our first date, right? Then a kiss is enough for a date.”
“Okay. But I read somewhere that if you want to get rid of a boner, think of grandma’s panties. I have never personally worn grandma panties but-.”
“Go to sleep, you little minx!”
My voice rumbles out like a groan.
She chuckles her way out of my sight with a sly ‘goodnight’.
And when she’s gone?
Shit, I think about grandma panties and hop into a cold shower a few minutes later.
XxX
“He decides to attack you from the back, what do you do?”
In my shirt, in my sweatpants, she looks like she’s drowning in my clothes but that doesn’t stop the grin from my face as I watch her arm herself with a kendo stick.
“Knee him in the…I don’t think my daughter should be listening to me cuss but if he attacks me from the back, I could knee him in the nuts.”
Millie sucks her bottle; I hold her bottle for her as we watch her mother train.
“He’d expect that move in seconds. Anyone attacks, you counterattack with something unexpected.”
“Something like what?”
“Let’s find out. Jude!”
Jude comes outside once I summon him.
He has been doing his due diligence since he crossed Troy and his sister.
“Yes, boss?”
“Attack her, don’t go all out.”
“What?” The nurse asks and at the same time, Jude faces me.
“Boss, I don’t think I should be doing this. I can hold Millie and you can-.”
Millie will cry as soon as she’s out of my arms. That’s how much loyalty the baby girl has to me.
“Who messed up with Troy? Who had me driving all the way across town to get his ass—butt from Troy’s garbage of a home? Get in there, kid. Right now.”
The kid circles Alexia and the nurse mimics him by moving too.
They circle each other for a few more minutes before my patience runs thin.
“Jesus Christ, I will shoot someone myself if none of you attacks.”
Jude and his sloppy foot movements are the first to launch the attack.
He throws in a fist; it lands on Alexia’s side of the ribs because one minute she’s standing and the next minute she’s on the ground writhing in pain on the grass.
I don’t think, I cross my damn patio giving Millie to a stunned Jude and crouching on the ground to help the nurse.
“Little…Alexia? Show me where it hurts.”
“Boss, I’m so-.”
The nurse turns to face me but instead of her crying from what Jude has just done, her fist lands on my cheek.
It doesn’t do much to inflict pain but it leaves me stunned.
“What the heck? I thought you were Jude”, she exclaims.
I seethe, “I thought you were hurt!”
“I let him punch me so he could think I was hurt and I could attack him. You said to do something unexpected, I was doing something-.”
“You getting hurt is not something unexpected.”
“Neither is you overreacting. You told Jude to attack and this was me taking my chance of attacking.”
“This is not me overreacting. You’ve not seen me overreact, Alexia.”
Not after you got shot in front of me.
“What? You want to punish me for following your instructions? What? Will you bend me over your knee like an insolent child and spank my ass for following–.”
I don’t let her sass distract me from the fact that my heart leaped out of my mouth when she slept on the cold grass pretending to be hurt.
“Yes. If spanking that ass red instills some scruples, then fucking yes.”
“Umm, I think I’m going to take Millie to Juana and give you guys some privacy.”
As soon as Jude’s footsteps recede. My arms band around her waist and I haul her over my shoulder despite her calling me an asshole several times.
I’m not close to being an asshole, Sunshine. Not yet.