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Sera ducks into the car. She rubs her hands over her arms to fight off the cold air.

I’m about to close the door, but I hesitate, remembering something I have to do.

“Do you mind if we make a very quick stop at the office? I have a few things to deal with tomorrow morning, so I wanted to grab the files.”

She shakes her head. “I don’t mind at all.” Her smile is radiant.

She’s been perfect all night.

I close the door and walk around the car to the driver’s side.

Serafina got on with everyone tonight. My family loves her, I can tell. In general, they are relaxed and comfortable, but they would never have been that playful around her if they didn’t like her.

She’s impossible not to like, so I wasn’t worried about that.

And from the other perspective, I’m pretty sure she had a great time, too.

I smile to myself as I duck into the car.

“Wow, it got colder,” she says as the engine purrs to life. I flick the heating on; it’s dark outside, and the temperature is considerably colder than inside Luka’s place. He kept the heating at a reasonable temperature. I think Jade lectured him before we all got there.

I look over at Sera. She’s still rubbing her hands over her arms. “It’ll warm up in a second,” I say, reaching across and rubbing her leg.

Arkady gave her a lot of shit. He was causing mischief all night. But as soon as she realized what he was doing, she gave it right back.

And Aliyah and Serafina got on like a house on fire, which I loved.

“That was so much fun, Nico. Thank you for inviting me.” She smiles across the car, her eyes shining in the night. Her cheeks are rosy from the wine.

“It was amazing having you there. I’m sorry they gave you so much shit,” I chuckle.

“I loved it. I’ve never had a chance to see what it’s like to have brothers and sisters—I’ve never even had friends who were that close. It was honestly a lot of fun.”

Driving through town, I turn onto the road that leads towards our office building. “I’ll be quick,” I say, then frown. “I’d rather you didn’t wait in the car, though. It’s cold and late. It’ll be safer to come upstairs with me.”

“I don’t mind. I’ll come with you. Moving around will keep me warmer, anyway.”

I nod, satisfied, as I pull into the parking bay at the front entrance.

The building is filled with light, but it's empty and quiet.

There are security guards on duty, but I still don’t like the idea of her waiting outside alone. Besides, I want her with me. I’m not even ready to drop her at home yet. I want more time with her.

In the elevator, she is chatty and laughing, recalling things my brothers said and joking about it.

“They are really amazing. All of them. You’re so lucky, Nico,” she says, following me out of the elevator and into my office.

“And Aliyah is the sweetest. She was always checking on me to make sure I was okay,” she remarks, dropping her purse onto the side of my desk while she waits for me to gather what I need.

But I’m not gathering the files, I’m watching her.

Her face lit up and happy, her eyes bright and shining. Her lips, perfect and soft…

Before I know what I’m doing, I step towards her, wrap my arms around her back, and pull her against my chest. My heart races with anticipation, being this close to her. All night I’ve been thinking about kissing her, about holding her and letting my hands brush over her.

Our lips lock together, and the kiss sends a wild thrill of excitement through me.

I didn’t intend to kiss her right now.

I meant to keep my distance.

And when I kiss her, I don’t intend for it to go further than that. I just wanted to feel her in my arms, to hold her. To taste the soft warmth of her mouth.

But now that I have her, things are slipping.

My mind is slipping. My control is slipping.

I am the first man who ever slept with her. I am the first man who ever felt her come over his cock. I want to be her first for everything.

She threads her fingers up my neck and through my hair as her body pushes into mind. I sit on the edge of my desk and pull her into the space between my legs. She leans against me, and the kiss becomes more urgent.

I’ve had too much wine.

She isn’t helping me rein this in—she’s encouraging it, and I’m going to have to be the one to stop this.

Why stop it, though? Why shouldn’t you have her?

Sera giggles against my lips, and I realize what she’s doing. A low growl rumbles through me.

Her hand slides over my chest, across my stomach, crossing my belt, and the moment her fingers brush over my cock, pressing lightly against it, causing it to throb and pulse in erotic desire, my entire brain scrambles.

Any control I thought I had, any last scrap of my ability to keep myself in check—it’s gone.

I lean against the desk to steady myself, tilting my head back and taking a deep breath.

“Serafina,“ I warn her with darkness edged in my voice.

She giggles again, tugging at my belt, pulling it loose, and immediately unbuttoning my pants. My cock jumps free, already rock-hard, already begging to be touched by her body.

“Serafina,“ I growl again.

“I’ve never done this before, and I—I want to try,“ she whispers, her eyes locked with mine as she lowers herself to her knees in front of me.

“Oh my fuck,” I mumble. Her eyes are wide and round as they stare up at me from the floor. My cock is thick, veins popping from it, hovering just above her face.

She reaches up and wraps her delicate fingers around it, and I’m about to lose my mind. She’s never done this before.

Those virgin lips, her virgin tongue, are about to taste my cock for the very first time.

Her mouth opens, and she slowly licks her warm tongue over the tip of my cock. I shudder, leaning even harder against the desk, because my legs have gone weak, and I don’t trust them to hold me up anymore. Her perfect little mouth. Her perfect little face.

I wrap my hand over her jaw. “You don’t have to do this if you’re not comfortable,” I say tightly, wondering what I would do if she stopped. Because at this point, I am so desperate in my desire for her, I don’t think she’d be safe around me.

“I want to,” she whispers.

She lowers her face beneath my cock and runs her tongue from my balls all the way up the base of my cock, over the thickest vein, licking hot warmth up to the tip.

The pleasure that floods me is indescribable. She’s a fucking goddess.

My eyes are locked on her.

“Open your mouth,” I tell her.

She opens her mouth as wide as she can, but I can see it’s not wide enough to handle all of me.

It doesn’t matter, though, because she takes the part of me that she can manage into her mouth, and I practically explode over her tongue right away.

Her innocent inexperience is wild.

The way she’s trying so hard to please me even though she has no idea what she’s doing—and she has no idea how fucking good she is at what she’s doing—it’s enough to send me over the edge.

I’m actually fighting not to come too easily.

I want to savor this.

Each little flick of her tongue.

The way she gags softly and looks shocked when my cock slips in too deep, her fingers gripping the base of my cock as her spit shines over my skin.

Her perfectly painted black nails.

It’s too much.

It’s everything.

I’m breathing heavily when I rest my hand on the top of her head.

I start rocking back and forth, being careful not to choke her by thrusting too deep, but the pleasure is so intense I’m trusting her to stop me if she needs to—I can’t rely on myself.

I push in deep, testing my luck; she gags again, and her eyes are watering when she looks up at me. It’s beautiful how she’s suffering to please me.

“You’re so fucking sexy,” I growl, slowly pushing in again.

My cock is getting harder by the second, going rigid in her hands, the tip rubbing over her mouth.

My fingers knot tightly in her hair, and I’m pulling hard as I move faster.

“Tilt your head back. Open your mouth again, wide ,” I command.

She leans back and opens her mouth.

“Stick out your tongue for me, angel,” I demand.

She slips her tongue from her mouth, and the moment my cock brushes over it I explode.

My come splashes over her lips and her tongue, decorating her face with my desire.

She sits obediently still with her lips parted until every last drop is finished.

The level of satisfaction and release running through me in this moment is so incredible that I start to laugh. A low, deep sound that rumbles from my chest. Pure pleasure. Pure happiness.

She gasps and stands up, wiping her fingers over her mouth.

“Did I do it wrong?” she asks, worried.

I grab her into my arms and kiss her. I kiss her with such force that she has no choice other than to read my words through my lips.

That was perfect.

She giggles against my mouth and pulls away from me, looking into my eyes. “Don’t forget your files. The real reason we came here.”

I grin. “Thanks. I just about forgot that the rest of the world existed.”

After neatening my clothes and making sure I’m looking decent again, I grab the files and take Serafina’s hand.

“That was incredible, Sera. But just so you know, you can practice as many times as you want. Just in case you want to—I really don’t mind.”

She cracks up laughing and punches me in the chest.

“Don’t think I can’t see straight through you, Nico Andreev.”

I tug the car door open for her again. My heart is weighted down with the knowledge that I need to drop her at home. I was reluctant to say goodbye before, and now it’s ten times worse.

I want to spend every moment with her.

The thought of not being with her is horrible.

Sighing, I start the engine and we drive in comfortable silence for the short trip to her home.

I park outside and turn the engine off.

Shifting, I face her and reach out to take her hand.

“I—“

The words get stuck in my throat.

“Do you want to come inside?” she asks, her eyes flashing with hope.

“I would love that,” I nod. In fact, the truth is that I want nothing more. That is all I want. That is everything I want.

We climb out of the car, and while she’s unlocking the door, I’m standing behind her with my arms wrapped around her waist.

As soon as the front door closes behind us, I lift her off the ground, kissing her again. We have all night to play together, and I want to touch every inch of her beautiful body.

“Sera,“ I say, just before I pull her coat off her shoulders.

“Mm?” She looks up at me with curiosity, noticing the change in my tone, a serious note to my voice.

“I would like to be exclusive with you.”

She knits her brows.

“Are you asking…do you want me to be your girlfriend?” she says in surprise.

I grin. “Sorry, it’s been a long, long time—I don’t know the correct way to ask. I want you to be mine. To belong to me. To let me spoil you and make you smile. I don’t want another man near you. I don’t want to share you.”

She giggles.

“Yes,” she says.

“So, you’re mine now?” I say, pushing the coat off her body and running my hands over her waist.

“I’m yours,” she whispers, then bites her lower lip and causes my brain to melt all over again.