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But I didn’t want him to.

The single orgasm was an incredible sweep of energy, my entire body electrified. As I came down from the beautiful clouds, he slowed his actions. As before, I felt his heated breath dancing across my neck. Another whisper that only added to the powerful moment.

“Every inch of you belongs to me.”

The deep vibrato of his voice lingered as he removed his cock, pressing the tip against my asshole.

I was shocked, so much so every muscle tensed once again. This time he was tender in his actions, sliding his dick into my dark hole an inch at a time. How long had it been since I’d allowed any man to touch me this way?

Long enough that fear almost overcame the pleasure. But he was so gentle, so caring that the pressure and discomfort quickly shifted to something magical.

I threw my head back, allowing myself to cry out for the first time. In those amazing moments of him pushing every inch inside, I lost myself in sheer ecstasy.

The man was as insatiable as any I’d ever known, incapable of doing anything halfway. He fucked my ass as he’d done my pussy, thoroughly and completely. My curses turned to moans, and then to ragged pants. And as we rocked together, I could feel a sense of peace.

As his body tensed, I tilted my chin toward the sky just as the first drops of rain began to fall. The first drops were a shock of cool silk against my heated skin. The moment didn’t feel like a storm, but a gentle, rhythmic tracing, like fingers brushing against my skin.

Just like Maxsim’s every touch.

In the last seconds before he finally let go, erupting deep inside, I had a sense of belonging that I hadn’t experienced before.

As if my fears had come true and he’d already made good on his promise.

CHAPTER 15

Maxsim

Days had passed.

Had they been productive? Mostly.

The woman determined to drive me crazy seemed on fire with the project I’d spearheaded. Her ideas had come fast and furious and she was insistent on meeting with a couple of cancer doctors to ensure she wasn’t missing anything.

I applauded her work ethic and had enjoyed being allowed to partake in the process without her feeling the need to shut me out.

Was she still uncertain around me? Yes, but at least some animosity had slipped away.

While there was an issue brewing with the city’s building department, I had time to return to handling aspects of my business that I’d obviously let go.

I knew that thanks to the call from Roman very early that morning. Evidently, my warning with Andrey had transpired with word getting out that my organization was under pressure.

Had I predicted as much? Yes, which was why I’d put some effort into ensuring there were no hiccups.

Even with Black Diamond Logistics being mostly legitimate, there were still certain shipments that required special handling. We were the best in ensuring security, providing additional protective methods beyond the norm.

But even with our many successes, we were only as good as our reputation. Which meant the attacks had precipitated a trickledown effect.

If I discovered who’d dared open their mouths, they would face swift and harsh punishment. With time passing and no answers, my agitation was only growing.

“I’m taking Mina to school today,” I said almost absently even though both Svetlana and Sergei were in the room.

“Are you certain that’s a good idea?” Svetlana asked, her question surprising me.

“And why is that?”

She appeared uncomfortable. “Because you’re generally harsh with people you don’t believe are important.”

“I don’t do that.”