Prime Target (Target #1) by Marquita Valentine

Author:Marquita Valentine [Valentine, Marquita]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Assassin, London, terrorists, action and adventure, romantic thriller, espionage, Russia
Publisher: SilverHart Publishing
Published: 2015-12-27T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fourteen

Everly wakes me up with sweet kisses to my face and neck. Her hair tickles my chest as she works her way down my stomach.

“Good morning,” I say, just as her hot mouth wraps around my cock.

She hums in response and I grab her hips, twisting her around while pulling her up and over me. I bury my face between her thighs and she startles. I slip from between her lips.

“Shall I stop?” I ask, teasing the tip of her clit with my tongue.

“No,” is all she says, before taking me deep.

In no time at all, our new positions have both of us coming.

“That was unexpected,” she says, climbing off of me and sitting down. She draws up her knees to her chest and wraps her arms around them. She looks satisfied and pleased, but there’s an undercurrent of…shyness.

Cocking my head to one side, I study her. This makes no sense to me. Ah, yes, the ex… “Have you done that before?” I ask.

“No. You’re the first.” Her gaze skitters away. “I’ve never, uh…swallowed, or had that done to me at the same time.”

I grab the back of her neck and pull her down to capture her mouth. “Sexy woman.”

Grinning, she says, “I’m going to take a shower. Alone. So I can actually get clean this time.”

Last night, I made love to her in the shower. I don’t think I touched the soap once she had washed me from head to toe.

“Have fun.”

My phone buzzes while she showers. It’s a text from Vladimir. I exhale in relief as I read it. My father wants to meet at 2:00 p.m. at a popular café that I am familiar with. Perhaps now I can put an end to this madness.

I text him back to let him know I’ll join him.

There’s no further communication after that, not even an acknowledgement. Then again, my father has always been a supremely arrogant man. Always expecting others to do his bidding, no matter how inconvenient or distasteful.

I suspect that’s one of the reasons my grandfather has never put him in a position of power. Only, I know the truth. Vladimir wants this kind of power, with its undercurrent of secrecy and deals written in blood. Yet, he also wants respectability, to flaunt his title and aristocratic friends to the world. He craves their acceptance and approval so much that he paid a man to relinquish his claim on a centuries-old English title so that Vladimir could file a petition to claim it himself.

Another weakness my grandfather disapproved of.

You can’t serve two masters, he would remind me every time Vladimir came to visit.

Everly emerges from the bathroom as I set the phone down. She is wearing nothing but a smile and a white towel around her lush curves. Instead of getting dressed, she sits down beside me on the bed and begins to trace the intricate patterns of the tattoos on my forearm.

“I’m not complaining about the time we’ve spent together, but when do you think we’ll go see your grandfather? I’m sure you must be worried.

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