Page 211 of Bratva Jewels Box Set

The room erupts in nods and head shakes and grumbles and cheers.

“Yeah, they’re fine now,” she says, flopping back in the chair beside me.

This woman. How the hell did I ever let her go.

After that the apartment turns into a party. The men in the room haven’t one hundred percent accepted me, but at least they aren’t glaring at me.

Sergei excused himself earlier to go check on our safe house in Paris while I stayed and played nice with Grace’s family.

“When do you think we can be alone?” I whisper against her ear.

Grace’s cheeks are flushed from one too many glasses of champagne. “Downstairs there’s a bathroom I think we can use.”

“How will we escape all these eyes.”

“Fuck it. Zoe, which room is mine?” she turns and asks her sister.

“Down the corridor and to the left.”

“Great, let’s go,” she says, grabbing my hand and dragging me down the hallway while her sisters and Mateo call out obscenities after us.

“That wasn’t very subtle, Wildcat.”

“Please, Zoe and her two men are constantly having sex that the entire house can hear. We are all used to it.” She grins, walking backward as those green eyes look over me hungrily.

She stops at the last door, and I can’t wait any longer, and my lips are on hers as we fall into the bedroom. We slam the door behind us as we rip each other’s clothes off. Grace kicks her shoes off, and they go flying in opposite directions. I do the same. Her hands are pulling off my suit jacket and throwing it behind her. I hop on my foot as I try and take off my socks, but I fall back against the bed. Kicking off the last sock just in time for Grace to straddle me.

“I need you inside of me. No foreplay. Nothing fancy. Just your dick in me now,” she commands.

I unzip my suit pants and pull my aching cock from its restraints. Grace then pushes me backward, and my hands grab her ass. She’s wearing a G-string, and the palms of my hands meet her creamy flesh. Pushing her underwear to the side, she then slides right on over me, and I’ve never felt more at home in my life. We both hiss at the connection, I’ve missed her this past month, never again. I’m never leaving her.

“Fuck, Max, has your dick always been this big?” She groans as she begins to buck wildly against my cock.

“He’s been waiting to come home, Wildcat.” I moan as she slides forward, her hands landing on either side of me which lets me fuck her deeper.

“You promise to never leave me again.” She pants as I thrust up into her.

“I promise. Never. How the hell have I gone this long without your cunt?”

“You were trying to do the right thing,” she squeals as my dick hits the spots that I know are going to have her screaming this fucking building down.

“Fuck, I was an idiot. I could have been doing this every single day for the past month.” I curse myself as we lose ourselves in each other. It doesn’t take either of us long until we scream our releases.

“I missed that dick.” She grins, looking down at me.

Reaching up, I pull her mouth back down to mine and kiss her. I don’t think I will ever get sick of the taste of her lips.

“Not quite how I saw the day going?”

“You didn’t think you would end up inside me?”

“Wildcat, that was a given, but what happened out there …” I say, sitting up but not ready to let her go just yet, not untilmy dick is soft and falls out of her. “You sure about us working together with your family?”

“Not saying it’s going to be easy because of your history with them, but just remember, at the end of the day, you get to be inside me,” she says, giving my dick a squeeze with her pussy.

Fuck, woman, you’re going to kill me.

“Fine, I think that will compensate me well for all the pain and suffering your family will give me.”