Mila naked in her hotel room, I wanted to hold her there while she rode me —a position I normally couldn’t stomach. I attributed the weird desire to the fact this was the longest I’d ever had to wait to fuck a woman I wanted before, and the smallest things about this one made me feel like I was just released from prison after abstaining from sex for four years again. I rested my other hand next to her head and pulled a blonde curl between my fingers. “Pll put a cross in the hall like you Americans do at car crash sites. We can even spread his ashes together if it'll make you feel better.” A disgusted gaze met mine, and it lifted a soft laugh from me. “Shouldn’t you be out stealing virgins and terrorizing Moscow?” she asked. “Unless I run into your papa tonight, the city’s safe from me.” While that may be a lie, I was an optimist when it came to things like business and murder. She swallowed and pulled her gaze back to the ceiling. “How magnanimous of you.” “When you say big words, it makes it harder to do the right thing here,” I drawled before nipping her jawline. She released a shaky breath. “You’re beyond help, you know that?” “And here I thought all I needed was an intervention.” I swept my thumb beneath the curve of her breast, back and forth, the lightest of caresses. Her breasts lifted with every breath, her nipples visible beneath her shirt, and it reminded me of how sensitive and sweet they were. Sliding my lips to the shell of her ear, I said, “I bet I could make you come just from sucking your tits, kotyonok.” The shiver that rolled through her was the only tell she hadn’t shut me out yet, so I pushed a little further. Palming the weight of her bare breast, I squeezed the soft flesh and ran my thumb around her nipple, then sucked the pulse point on her neck, pulling the skin between my teeth to leave another mark behind. Her chest rose and fell quicker, but she refused to acknowledge my hands on her. I didn’t know why this girl smelled so good even covered in blood, but the feel of her breast in my hand and her soft scent was beginning to dim my vision. The relentless ache in my groin swelled, while Mila acted as bored as a baptist sitting in a church pew.