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While she disappears into the bathroom, I sit at the edge of the bed and get my phone out.

There’s a message from Sev detailing our meeting this evening.

It seems my associates want to have dinner after our business is concluded so they can meet my bride.

I message Sev back to let him know I’m fine with that.

These people are not only my business colleagues; they’re the closest thing I have to friends.

It’s essential for them to meet the woman who’ll stand at my side from now on.

I look up as Olivia comes back into the room. The breath catches at the back of my throat. Wearing a white satin corset, matching panties, and high-heeled shoes, she’s left her hair to tumble around her shoulders. She’s a goddess.

“I thought you’d be tired,” I say, as she lowers her lashes seductively.

“Not too tired to thank you for my surprise.”

She sinks to the floor and crawls to me.

Fucking crawls. This is the last thing I expected from her with no prompting.

I have to be honest, I’m not sure I trust it.

As she comes to a stop in front of me, she sits back on her heels and unfastens my pants.

My cock, ready for action as it always is around her, springs free.

Olivia looks up at me and smiles. She takes an inch of me into her mouth and swirls her tongue around the head of my cock, lapping up the pre-cum.

“You’ve gone from blushing virgin to cock slut incredibly fast.”

I curse myself for the comment as soon as I make it. Olivia’s my wife and she’s trying to please me. Thankfully, she doesn’t withdraw to lock herself in the bathroom.

“Only for you,” she whispers.

“Damned right, it’s only for me.” I push my fingers through her hair at the back of her head and hold her in place. “And my cock is only for you.”

She hums contentedly, sending a vibration along my shaft.

I throw my head back as she draws several more inches of me into her mouth.

The tentative way she explores my length thrills me.

I know I’m not the first man to have her hot little lips wrapped around him, but I can tell her experience is limited.

I will be the one to teach her what to do.

“Use your hands,” I urge her. “And don’t hold back. You won’t hurt me.”

I shudder with pleasure as Olivia’s fingers close around the base of my cock. Taking me deeper, she applies more suction. She runs her tongue along the underside of my cock and cups my balls with her other hand. She squeezes me gently as she slides back and forward, getting my shaft good and wet.

I let her continue at her pace until the desire to take over becomes unbearable.

“Hands behind your back,” I command.

She makes a surprised sound, but does as she’s told. Keeping a tight grip on her head, I lift my hips and thrust deep, hitting the back of her throat. She gags and stares up at me with tear-filled eyes. She doesn’t try to pull off me as I slide out over her lips and drive back in again.

“Fuck, that hot little mouth feels so good.”

I pump my hips in a steady rhythm, enjoying the way she chokes on my length. Tears stream down her face, but she kneels there and takes it like a good girl. No, not a girl. Despite the mess I’m making of her, my wife is a fucking goddess.

As the pressure intensifies, my balls tighten and I know I won’t last much longer.

“ Ya blizko! ” I yell, giving her only a second’s warning in a language she doesn’t understand before coming down her throat.

Olivia swallows everything I give her. I untangle my fingers from her hair, allowing her to pull back.

She rests on her heels and swipes away the tears and saliva from her face.

She looks over her shoulder and then down at the floor, anywhere but at me.

Reaching forward, I put a finger under her chin and tilt her face until her eyes meet mine.

“That was incredible, malyskha .”

“Really?” Her voice is strangled, as if she’s on the verge of tears.

“Yes, a perfect gift from my new bride, one I appreciate very much.”

A tremulous smile forms on her face and I realize she was worried she hadn’t pleased me.

Despite her outward appearance of confidence, I’ve witnessed flashes of insecurity from my wife since I started to watch her more closely.

Today, her facade has slipped more than once.

It’s not surprising considering the number of changes the last twenty-four hours have brought for her.

No longer the only sister of a Mafia boss, she’s now a Pakhan’s wife.

It’s a lot to drop on her, but she’ll adjust soon enough.

“You need to get some sleep,” I tell her. Exhaustion will only exacerbate her emotional state. I stand and tuck myself back into my clothing before helping her up from the floor. I pull back the covers of the bed. “In you get.”

She looks up at me with what I can only describe as hope. “Will you join me?”

Fuck, I can’t say no to those big blue eyes. “For a little while. I have work to do.”

“Of course.” I don’t like the resignation in her voice.

Leaving my clothes on, I get into the bed next to her. If I undress, I’ll only end up fucking her and she really needs to sleep. I draw the sheets up over us and put an arm around her. Holding her tight, I wait until she drifts off. It doesn’t take long, an indication of how tired she really is.

When I’m sure she’s fast asleep, I get up and go for a shower. I have business to deal with, and I can’t let Olivia distract me. No matter how tempted I might be.