Page 32 of Ruthless Rustanovs

But if this was all that stood between Eva and him, and if this was the one bargaining chip the other man had that he did not, he was willing to bring it into the negotiations. “I will try to get it reversed, but there are no guarantees. We might have to look into other ways to start a family.”

“So, you would be okay with kids?” she asked with obvious suspicion in her voice.

“If it is the only way to keep you by my side, yes,” he answered.

And once again she started shaking her head. “I’ve seen what happens when guys who don’t want kids have to deal with them. It’s one of those things, you either want them or you don’t.”

“And Aaron wants them?”

“What Aaron wants shouldn’t matter. Children aren’t bargaining chips in negotiations. If you’re only agreeing to the possibility of having a family with me so you can win me, I can’t accept that.”

It worried him that she’d figured out his strategy so easily, and even went so far as to say the words he had thought to himself, like “bargaining chip” and “negotiation.” Once again, he consulted his mental book of business tactics.

Usually, when he found himself at this point in a business discussion, he’d simply bide his time, reset with a better argument, and come back to the table with it.

“The truth is, I do not know how I feel about children. I have not considered the possibility of them for a very long time.” Alexei was proud of himself for coming up with this answer which would buy him the time he needed to work out the problem, maybe even get Emilio’s opinion on the matter.

He pulled her back into the circle of his arms. “Perhaps what we both need is more time to think about this. Do not say yes or no to any of my proposals right away. I only ask that you think about them.”

She peeped up at him. “Just think about them?”

“That is all.” He pressed a kiss to her delicious mouth, the one he couldn’t bear to think of another man claiming.

“How about Ms. Threesome?” she asked.

He captured her hand and laid it on his chest. “Ms. Threesome and I have not seen each other for anything more than dinner and formal events since Nathan and Layla’s wedding.”

Finally, that beautiful smile of hers returned. “Not that I have the right to ask.”

“I like that you asked. I have never seen you jealous before.”

Her smile disappeared again. “I’m not jealous.”

Alexei leaned down to kiss her. “If that is what you would like to believe. But just in case you are not being truthful, you should know I would rather be with you than in a million threesomes with a million Carolines.”

She didn’t say anything to that, but she did swing her leg over his torso, positioning her mound directly over his softened dick and rubbing it against him, “Is this okay?”

His cock answered for him, swelling inside her wet folds and giving her something to rub against. “Da.” Another idea occurred to him. “Whatever you do is okay. For this time, you will set the pace.”

Her face lit up. “You, Alexei Rustanov, are giving little ol’ me, Eva St. James, control?”

He nodded and let his hands fall to his sides, even though his instinct was to drop them on either side of her hips in order to keep them balanced in his half-supine position.

“Whatever I want?” she asked.

Desire for her fell over him like a warm blanket and he could feel his mind, which had been so sharp about trying to negotiate Eva away from her current relationship a few minutes ago, growing hazy with lust. “Da,” he said again.

That was all it took for her to move on top of him, this time slowly running her pussy lips from the bottom of his dick all the way to the bulbous top.

The sensation was unbelievable, and bolts of hardcore, Grade A ecstasy ripped through his pelvis.

It was all he could do not to grab her hips and slam inside her.

Then she did it again.

His hands fisted the sheets. And he gave himself a sharp command to stay in control, to not release outside of her like a school boy.

But then she did it again. And this time it was the wettest, slowest stroke yet.

“Eva,” he said. “Eva, please. Please.”

She smiled, widening her eyes in mock surprise. “How did you guess I wanted you to say my name and beg?”

She leaned forward and stroked him with her pussy lips again, but this time when she got to the top of his dick, she worked its head inside her.

She didn’t even have to guide him in, he was so hard and she was so ready for him.

Soon enough, he was embedded all the way to the hilt but at an angle that wouldn’t give her clit the attention it needed for her to come in this position.

As if picking up on his analysis, she began to ride him then said, “Touch me.”

He didn’t have to ask what she meant. At least in bed he knew her better than she knew herself. He rubbed the side of his thumb against her clit and enjoyed the show of her breasts bouncing as she moved on top of him.

She moaned and said, “Just like that, and speak Russian to me, baby. Like you used to.”

It was a relief to be able to tell her all the things in his heart using his native language. “I want to be with you” and “You are mine” and “I will never not want you” and “You make me happy” and last but not least, “I love you, Eva. I love you.”

Maybe she remembered the Russian words for love because she flew apart soon after he said it. She fell onto Alexei’s chest as he unloaded inside her, her pussy still milking his dick as she rubbed her face against his shoulder while he said, “Kotenok… kotenok… kotenok…” over and over.

Afterward, they didn’t talk. He switched off the lights from the control panel near his side of the bed and settled in behind Eva, spooning her as had become his habit over the course of their vacation, with one arm around her waist and the other providing her with a pillow for her head.

He luxuriated in holding her close like this after loving her physically. And he refused to think there was a scenario in which this affair would end with her returning to Aaron. They were too perfect together, and were meant for each other. He’d figure out a way to keep her by his side.

Still, he couldn’t help but note as he drifted off to sleep that she had never said she loved him back.