Kidnapped By the Mob (Miami Mafia 2)

Chapter27

It took half an hour before I was able to meet up with Alek’s men. Itwould’ve gone quicker if the SUV could go faster than forty miles an hour, but I was still grateful it ran at all. They ushered us into a car that wasn’t falling apart, and from there it was a blur as we were ushered from the van to a helicopter to the nearest hospital.

Borya, in typical Borya fashion, refused to leave my side. He raised so much of a ruckus that he had to be sedated. Then the doctors took over.

Now it was six weeks later, and I was sitting in the pool at the mansion in my brand-new black bikini, waiting for Borya to join me.

He was getting his last cast off today. Probably too soon, but he’d been insistent on getting his physical therapy started as soon as possible for all his injuries. He complained that the cast only hindered his recovery past a certain point.

We’d compromised on pool physical therapy only for the next two weeks, starting today with an extra special workout plan.

He’d purchased an obscene amount of bikinis for me during his recovery, each one smaller than the next.

The black one wasn’t the sluttiest, but it was his favorite color, and seemed like a good introduction.

Alek and Daisy had left for the next few days, giving us free rein of the mansion, not like the place wasn’t big enough for all of us. But Borya hadn’t made his intentions subtle.

We’d had plenty of sex while he’d been nursing the broken ribs and collarbone. Just gentle sex. And a lot of blow jobs and me riding his face. I never knew a man could like eating out a woman as much as Borya seemed to love devouring me.

Even now under the cool water, I rubbed my thighs together in anticipation.

I didn’t hear the front door open or close, but I did hear the familiar stride of Borya’s steps. I turned to rest my arms and chin on the side of the pool as he approached.

“My water kitten is waiting for me?” he asked as he started to strip.

Words escaped me as I enjoyed the sight of those muscles being bared to me. The lanai let in heaps of natural light, which showed off Borya’s body in all the best ways.

“I’m always waiting for you.”

By the time he reached for his belt and pushed his pants and underwear down in one motion, I was practically drooling. Goodness, the man could’ve been a statue of a Greek god.

“Let’s not keep you waiting, then.”

His erection bobbed proudly with each step as he moved around the pool and towards the stairs. I followed his approach, my own body emerging from the water more and more as I entered the shallow end.

“I’m now realizing my mistake in purchasing those swimsuits. I should have kept you naked at all times,” he growled as he entered the water, gripping my hips and pulling me tightly against him.

“Such a beast,” I murmured against his skin as I started to kiss his neck.

“Your beast,” he said as he spread my legs, wrapping them around his waist as he pressed his cock against my very wet pussy. A wetness that had nothing to do with the pool water.

“Forever?” I asked as he pushed my bikini bottoms out of the way.

“And always, Kitten.” My beast was many things, but he was no liar.