Free Mafia Boss's Fearless Lover (The Karzhov Crime Family series Book 1) by Leslie North

trail over her collarbone, over one breast, not stopping until he had reached her hip. He pulled her closer, inhaling her sweet fragrance, before covering her nipple with his warm mouth.
    He knew he needed to figure out what was going on with Danil but she presented a temptation he found himself incapable of resisting.
    “Why am I confusing?” Katya asked, leaning into his kiss, moaning when his free hand came up to play with the breast his mouth was ignoring.
    “When I first saw you,” he murmured against her skin, his tongue circling her nipple then taking it into his mouth. Releasing her, he looked up and completed his thought, “I was turned on by the naughtiness I could see simmering inside of you. The way your body moved had every male in the club panting after you. But then, you joined me in the booth and showed me you still had an air of innocence about you. You can still blush, a remarkable feat for any stripper, I assure you.”
    “I was self-conscious.”
    “Exactly. Most strippers have absolutely no compunction about baring their bodies. You on the other hand felt embarrassed.”
    Katya could feel herself blushing then as he finished talking and wondered if that was a bad thing or a good one.
    “When I tried to do the right thing last night and you came on so strong, I decided the innocence I thought I’d seen was a figment of my imagination.”
    “It was, and it wasn’t. I may not have had lots of real experience to draw from, but I’m an avid reader. Last night was lots of ideas from books I’ve read, all put into practical application,” she added with a shy smile.
    Nikolai wrapped his arms around her back, pulling her to him and hugging her close, “Whatever it was, I have to tell you I’ve never felt such pleasure.”
    “And you would have lots of experience to draw from?” Katya asked, trying to keep the jealousy from her voice.
    “Some. Believe me, the passion that is between us is not something two people find every day. It deserves to be treated with respect, nurtured, and allowed to grow.”
    Katya started to shiver as she stood on the cold tile, wearing nothing but his arms wrapped around her back.
    “You’re cold. Get into the tub.”
    “But—”
    “Give me ten minutes to look at the journals, and I promise to come back.” Nikolai held her hand while she stepped over the tub and settled into the warm water. “I’ll bring us something to drink, shall I?”
    Katya nodded, “That sounds good.” She leaned her head back against the tub; grateful she’d taken the extra second after undressing to put the hair tie he’d unearthed to good use.
    Nikolai watched her for a moment and then left the bathroom, mentally chiding himself for the lascivious thoughts that filled his mind.
    The things I want to do to her! First, information. Second, pleasure—and lots of it.
    They had two days in which to learn about each other, for him to instruct her in the ways of the organization, and to give and take as much pleasure as two people could from each other.
    It sounded a little like paradise to him.
                                                                                       

Chapter 18
     
    Nikolai made short work of perusing Karina’s journals, finding enough evidence to confirm his suspicions and seal Danil’s fate.
    The man had acted with extreme malice against his sister. Nikolai wondered if Danil had also acted with extreme malice against him at some point. Was he responsible for the leaked information on their recent drug shipments? Was he secretly sabotaging the organization’s activities, trying to discredit Nikolai’s leadership and make a place for himself at the helm?
    Tossing the journal back onto the side table, Nikolai headed to the kitchen and poured a glass of vodka for himself and a glass of orange juice for Katya. Thankfully, his driver had called ahead and his housekeeper had made