Chapters (37)
She took a deep breath and said, “I’ll go tell her I’m going with you.”
AUDREY WAITED down the street for what seemed like forever. When Christina finally returned to her, she asked her, “So, what did you say?” She assumed that she had turned Ivan down.
Chris took another breath and answered, “I’ll just, um…see you later on or whatever. Okay?”
Audrey looked at her, confused. She said, “What, you’re going with him? You know Lucina told us—”
“I know what Lucina said,” Chris argued.
Audrey whispered, “And you’re gonna fuck with her partner in business anyway? I mean, how is that smart?”
“Are you gonna tell her that, Audrey?” Chris asked her.
Audrey frowned and said, “Hell, no. But what if she calls tonight and asks to speak to you?”
“You just tell her to call me on my cell phone.”
“And what are you gonna say when she calls?”
“You let me deal with that. It’s not your concern.”
Audrey backed off and said, “Okay.” I just thought you were smarter than that, she thought. But that’s a dumb decision. You could have any of those guys in there before Ivan. Ivan is, like, off limits.
Even Audrey could tell that Lucina liked her partner in more ways than just business. Lucina was very protective of Ivan’s image. But like Christina had told her, it was not her concern.
IVAN TOOK CHRISTINA HOME with him to solidify his confidence in everything. He wanted to feel like he deserved it. And he wanted to teach everyone around him to give in, starting with the black and Japanese beauty.
But there were no more dreams about Lucina while he did her. Ivan had his full focus on the beautiful mind, body, and soul of Christina, who accepted his passionate weight.
“You like me for real, hunh?” he asked her with a strong thrust of his naked pelvis into hers. They were dead center in Ivan’s king-sized bed.
Christina winced, whimpered, and moaned, “Mmm-hmm.”
“Can I have this whenever I want?” he asked as he continued to push.
She took it and whined with her eyes closed, “If you want to.”
“But do you want me to want it?”
“Oooh,” she moaned, feeling it.
“Hunh?” Ivan asked her, pouring on his weight. “Do you?”
“Yesss,” she hissed back to him, “I want you to want me.”
Ivan was not interested in making their romp into a talkathon. Business was about action. The talk was over. So he pounded into her body without pause. And he planned to continue having things his way.