Episode 41

Naomi

I couldn’t help it. When he made reference to me being his wife, it did something to me. There was no one around right now, no reason for him to pretend, but I felt like Gavril was looking at me as Naomi, not Sveta, and that thrilled me to no end.

After weeks of him being cold and distant, I didn’t feel it right now. He was warm, teasing even. And I wanted to freeze time for moments like this.

Gavril’s lips were on my neck, lightly sucking on the sensitive spot right below my ear, and I shivered. “You like that,” he murmured against my skin, his hand now flattened against my side. “Don’t you?”

I played with the slightly curling ends of his hair at the nape of his neck, angling my neck to give him better access. “I like a lot of things you do, Mr. Kirilenko.”

His hand roamed up my side underneath my shirt, finding the lace edging of my bra. “Do you now?” he asked. “Care to share?”

I gasped as his hand moved to the front of my chest, cupping my breast. “How about I tell you when y