Temptation (42 page)

I turn around to see Malcolm walking over to us. I sigh and roll my eyes. I set Gabbie’s bag on the floor board in the SUV and I pick a very tired Gabbie up. She wraps her arms and legs tightly around me and I shut the door and lean against it. I watch him carefully as he approaches us, but I hope he can tell how annoyed I am.

“You’re late,” I snap.

“I know. I’m sorry. I had something I needed to take care of.”

I shake my head. “Wow, Malcolm. You’re the one that wanted to meet her, but yet you had something better to do?”

“Look, I said I was sorry, okay. I’m here now.”

“No, Malcolm. It doesn’t work that way. We’ve been here for over two hours waiting for you. Now Gabbie’s tired and she needs a nap.”

Malcolm shifts his weight on his feet and places a hand in his back pocket. “Why don’t I follow you home and we can talk while she naps? That way when she wakes up, I can spend time with her.”

Alarm bells ring in my head. I am not comfortable with that suggestion at all. “No. I don’t want you to coming to my house.”

“Why not? I know I fucked up today, but I do want to see her and we do need to talk.”

“I said no, Malcolm.
You haven’t been a part of my life for a long time and you certainly don’t get to dictate if you come to my home or not.” I don’t like the idea of him being in my home seeing my new life. I don’t want him to know where Gabbie plays or see her little scribbles of drawings on my fridge. And then I know if Viktor ever found out he was there while he wasn’t home, it would be hell. Gabbie starts to whine, and I know if I don’t leave now, she’ll start to throw a tantrum soon.

“I have to go.” I turn to open the door again, but I step back when Malcolm shuts it with his hand.

“What if I don’t want you to go?”

I frown, shaking my head. “I’m leaving. Get out of my way.” I push him with one hand and the other holds onto Gabbie. She lifts her head to see what’s going on and when Malcolm sees her, he moves out of the way. I open the door again and I buckle Gabbie in her seat. I shut the door and turn to walk to the driver’s side when Malcolm touches my shoulder.

I stop and push his hand away from me. I begin to walk away again, but his voice stops me. “She has my eyes.”

I sigh and say, “I know.” I don’t know if he hears me or not. I don’t turn around to see. I get in my SUV, and crank it. I pull out of the parking lot, and I’m proud of myself when I don’t look back. The ride home is quiet, and I quickly check in the rear view mirror seeing Gabbie’s fallen asleep. I’m glad we at least had fun together today. I can’t remember the last time it was just Gabbie and I like that. I smile remembering how she laughed while I chased her, and how she would tell me to push her higher in the swing. It’s moments like this that makes me want to quit my job at the club, and let Viktor take care of us.

I pull into my driveway and park the SUV. I wait a minute before getting out when I see Viktor waiting for us on the front porch. I’m confused to why he’s home so early. I get out and he walks toward the back of the SUV to collect Gabbie. I grab her bag and I watch him as he holds sleeping Gabbie close to him. He rubs her back and she moves her head to his other shoulder and lets out a whimper. The sight of them together melts my heart. I shut the door and we walk in the house. I set Gabbie’s bag down by the couch and Viktor takes Gabbie to her room.

I sit down and rub my eyes.
My head feels like it’s in a vice and I know it’s more from stress than anything. Even if Malcolm showed up late today, I have a feeling he’ll be back. I hate that I can’t just tell him to go fuck himself. I guess I could, but it would make things way worse than they already are. I wish he’d never came to the club. I wish I had never worked that stupid VIP party and I wish he never recognized me. Funny how fate can be a real bitch sometimes.

I turn my head when I hear Viktor walking down the stairs. He comes over by me and sits down. He pulls me into his lap and I sit facing him. We both remain silent for a few moments, just enjoying the comfort of each other. I close my eyes and sigh deeply as he runs a hand through my hair. I lean down and lay on his shoulder as he continues to help me relax. It’s crazy to me how he knows I’m stressed just by seeing me.

“How did it go?” he asks softly.

I raise up, placing my hands on his shoulders. “Well, it was perfect until he showed up.” He tilts his head, waiting for me to explain. “He was two hours late. But while I waited and gave up on him, Gabbie and I played for hours. I wish you had come. I wish you could’ve seen how happy she was.” I look away, lost in the moment but I feel him touch my legs and I finish telling him what all happened. “As we were leaving, he showed up. Gabbie was so tired and I knew she was ready for her nap. What pisses me off the most is he said he had something to take care of. It’s like we still don’t matter even though he’s suing me for custody.” I shake my head, and I’m grateful I have Viktor to vent to. “He wanted to come here,” Viktor’s hands still and I quickly add, “I told him there was no way he was coming by here. I don’t want him here.”

Viktor moves me so I’m sitting beside him with my legs in is lap. He takes my shoes and my socks off, and starts to rub my feet. “I’m sorry,
moya lyubov'
. I don’t understand why he wanted to see her, but he was late. I know you wanted to try and talk about things with him, but maybe it’s better if we keep him away from Gabbie.” He stops rubbing for a second, to look at me and asks, “Why would he ask to come here?”

I shrug. “I really don’t know. He said he and I could talk while Gabbie slept, and when she woke up he’d spend time with her. I didn’t feel comfortable with him being here, knowing you were gone.” I see him smirk, and he starts to work on massaging my other foot. “That feels really good.”

“I thought you might need it.”

“Yes,” I moan out as I fall back on the couch. I hear Viktor chuckle as I close my eyes. Who knew he had such feet rubbing skills?

“Are you seeing him again?”

“I don’t know. He didn’t ask after I told him I had to go.” I hope he doesn’t notice how my voice is shaking. I don’t want him to know Malcolm touched me and didn’t want me to go. I breathe in a sigh of relief he didn’t catch my white lie. I hate that I felt the need to lie to him, but I knew he’d overreact about it whole situation. Viktor continues to rub my feet and if he keeps up with it, I’m going to fall asleep. I open my eyes when he starts to massage up my calf, slowly making his way to my thighs. “What are doing, Vik?”

He takes his hands off me, and I groan. I didn’t want him to stop. He chuckles, and leans down. “Come,” he tells me while holding out his hand. I don’t even have to think about it. I put mine in his hand, and he helps me off the couch. He leads me up the stairs, past Gabbie’s room and the spare bedroom. He opens my bedroom door and shuts the door once we are inside.

“Take your clothes off,” he demands in his husky voice. I love that voice. And I love how that commanding voice makes my body respond.

He stands by the door, watching me. I do as he demands, and I slowly take my shirt off. I pull one arm through the sleeve and do the same with my other arm. I slowly pull my shirt over my head and let it drop to the floor. I move my hair from my face, but my eyes never leave his. It’s almost as if he has me under some sort of spell. But I don’t care. I slowly take my hands and run them down my stomach. Once I reach my hips, I move to the button of my jeans, slowly unbuttoning them. I do the same with the zipper, loving how entranced Viktor is while watching me. Who knew undressing like this for him would be such a turn on and empowering. It gives me a thrill like no other seeing his eye blazing with hunger. With need and want.

All for me.

Pushing my jeans down, I bend and wiggle my legs. They drop to my ankles and I step out of them. I kick them over by my shirt and I touch my thighs, running my hands up my body until I get to my bra. I unhook it from the back, but I don’t let it just fall all off me. I take one hand and hold it over my breasts as I slowly drag my strap down my shoulder. I do exactly the same to the other side and once both straps are hanging, I let my arms drop. I hear an intake of Viktor’s breath and I can’t help but to grin. I move my hands down my body once more until I reach my panties. I slowly pull down the lace material watching Viktor’s mouth open as he watches me. They fall to the floor once they pass my hips and I kick them to my pile of clothes beside me.

I stand before him completely bare and open to him. I’m not shy about being looked over by him anymore and I know he loves what he sees. I can see his cock bulging in his pants. I see the hungry look in his eyes. And when he licks his lips, I know it won’t be long before he lets himself give in and take me.

Because I am his temptation. Just as he is mine.

Viktor takes two steps, and he’s right in front of me. I have to look up, since he towers over me, and I gaze into his eyes as I start to unbutton his shirt. I take my time, making sure to slowly undo each button. He watches me but he doesn’t touch me while I undress him. After I finish with his shirt, I slowly take it off his shoulders. It’s a little difficult to do, but I stand on my tip toes and finally manage to get it off him. I swallow hard, taking in his perfectly sculpted chest. His tight abs, where his hips make the ‘V’ shape, and to his dark patch of hair leading down where I want to go next. His arms hang by his side but I see his hand twitch when I place my hands on his chest. I move my hands down his chest, to his abs, and to his pants. I look back up at him as I unbutton them. I pull down on his zipper, and push his pants down his muscular legs. He steps out of them and I kick them to the side. I run my hands back up his thighs, and grab the waist band of his boxer briefs. I tug them down, but this time, as I pull them down, I sink lower to the floor. I sit on my knees and look up to him. He gazes at me, knowing he knows what I want to do next.

Taking my hands, I slide them up. I have a hand on each of his legs and once I get to his thighs, I grab onto them tightly with my nails. He groans and leans his head back as I do it again. His thick cock is inches from my face, and I lick my lips and suck in a breath as I watch as his cock jumps for me. I make my way to his rock hard cock and I grasp it with one hand, and I caress his balls in my other.

“Fuck,
moya lyubov’
,” he huskily says.

I slowly lick the head of his cock and he calls out again. When I lick him from base to the head again, he grabs a handful of my hair. “That’s it,
moya lyubov'
. Put those pretty lips around my cock.”

My pussy clenches at his dirty mouth and I do as he says. I put him in my mouth as far as I can, and he moves my head just how he likes it. I let go of his balls and place a hand on his thigh when he starts to fuck my mouth faster. My cheeks hollow as I suck him, and I moan each time he groans or calls out my name. He thrusts into my mouth once more, before pulling out completely.

“Get on the bed.”

I have the urge to say yes sir to him, but I don’t. I get off the floor and shake my ass as I do so. I climb on the bed and I sit against the head board, waiting for him to tell me what to do next. He gets on the bed, and takes my ankles. He pulls me down to him and I squeal. He leans down over me, hovering over my mouth with his and I raise my head up to kiss him. Viktor lets me kiss him how I want at first, but then he takes control over our kiss. I don’t mind one bit. I let him take over my mouth, moaning when he shoves his tongue inside mine. He kisses me hard and fast, then he starts to touch my stomach, moving up to my breasts. He caresses one lightly at first, but when he bites my lips, he pinches my nipple at the same time. I toss my head back, exposing my neck to him as I moan loudly. Viktor kisses and licks my neck as he does the same to my other breast. I can feel him at my entrance, and I move my hips to him, wishing he would fuck me already.

He leans up and kisses me once more before moving to the bedside table and he opens the drawer. He grabs something and I hear him shut it back. He raises up and I watch him as he opens the condom packet with his teeth. He slowly rolls the condom down his cock, and he grabs my legs. He puts them over his shoulders, and I raise my hips as he get closer to my pussy.

“How do you want me to fuck your pussy, Ava?” He barely puts the head in as he says, “Do you want it soft and slow,” Viktor slowly pushes inside of me and I grab a hold of the covers. He pulls out again and asks, “Or, do you want it fast,” he suddenly thrusts all the way inside of me, almost making me come off the bed. “Hard,” he says to me and he pulls all the way out and thrusts back in me. “And rough?” He grabs my hips and starts to fuck me hard. All I can do is relish the sensations as he pounds in and out of me. He doesn’t do it for long. He slowly drops my legs and I wrap them around his waist as he leans down on top of me.

He looks me right in the eyes as he asks, “How do you want me, Ava?” His movements are slower now. He pulls out of me, but when he goes back inside of me, it’s slow, controlled, and deep as fuck. I can’t decide which one I love the best. He does it again, and again before he stops. He gazes into my eyes and caresses my cheek. “How do you want me,
moya lyubov'
?”

I can feel his cock throbbing inside of me and I suddenly know what I want. “Make love to me, Viktor.”

He kisses me tenderly as he starts to move inside of me again. He takes my hands in his as we hold onto each other as he makes sweet love to me. I can feel him hit the spot I love so much, and I can feel the familiar build of my orgasm. Viktor kisses me again and says, “
YA lyublyu tebya, Ava. YA lyublyu tebya tak sil'no. Mne nuzhno vam Ava, kak vozdukh, kotorym dyshu
.”

I don’t have a clue what he says, but his words set me off. I come undone under him and I squeeze his hands tighter as I come for him. I feel him pick up his pace a little, then I feel him still inside of me. He groans loudly, then lets his head fall by my head. We stay this way for the longest time. I can feel his heart beating rapidly in his chest and I know he can feel mine beating just as fast.