Wild Bastard by Ella Savitskaya (most popular ebook readers .txt) 📗

I'm holding on as I'm about to tell her about my future plans, and I'm not at all sure it's going to go smoothly, knowing her rabid nature.

"Just be patient" I push my fingers in deeper, dissolving into the dark magma stare, "I promise I'll fuck you, Riiieeeeee! It won't be long now!

The elevator jingles, letting me know we're on the right floor.

Reenah squints, unhappy that the threat hasn't gone away, and then pushes me away with force and leaves the cabin. A noisy fucking exhale. My dick is painfully full and resting against my fly. I have to fix it before I go out to the floor.

I catch up with her in the hallway and give her a big hug around the neck. I know she wants it, too.

And this resentment is all for show, because as soon as I stop at the door and turn the key, Rie gets rid of her "go to hell" mask and looks around the impressive living room with interest after I turn on the light.

"Is this instead of a hotel room? Change of scenery?" Curses a perfect eyebrow, imbuing her voice with sarcasm, but continues to examine the objects.

There aren't many of them here. I chose an apartment with only the most necessary furniture. I don't like unnecessary crap collecting dust on the shelves.

"Not really"

Wrapping my warm fingers around her own, I bring her over to the panoramic window.

A quiet "wow" leaves Reenah's lungs as she watches the twinkling lights of the cars passing below. The view of the city from here is amazing. Even I watch the sun go down over the horizon and paint the rooftops orange. She loves it. Definitely. It gives me hope that Reenah will take the news adequately.

"Do you like it?"

I stand behind her and rest my palms on the glass. Images of how we're going to fuck here are starting to assault my still-hot brain, so I don't deny myself the pleasure of rubbing my cock against her firm ass.

"This is awesome. Whose apartment is this?"

"It's mine!"

My nose nearly falls prey to the back of her head as Reenah abruptly turns around and stares intently into my eyes.

"Is it yours? Did you buy the apartment?"

"I haven't bought it yet. Just renting"

There is surprise in her green eyes, and then respect and even pride. She's proud of me? Why would she be?

"You decided to move out of yours? What about Lana and Kirill? What did your dad say?"

"He doesn't give a shit. The juniors don't know yet. Decided not to get them excited before it was time"

There's a smile on Reenah's face.

"Matthew, that's very good. It's the right decision. It's about time you let go of the burden of responsibility. Why haven't you told them yet? Don't you still live here?"

"If memory serves me right, I've been living with you for the last week and a half"

And it was an unreal week and a half. The only time we were apart was when I went to practice and Reenah went to work. I was at the bar during her work hours, too, though. We already know that it's not comfortable to have sex in the back room, but it's top-notch in the bosse's office.

I also realized that Rie's cooking sucks, but this aspect is the least of my worries. I realize that I am not going to go to her and back to my place every day. That doesn't work with Reenah. Now I just want to get away from everybody and go to her. Every time I think about her when I'm in a sport club, I want to finish my workout and get out of there as soon as possible.

"So you don't live here yet?"

Rie pulls me out of my thoughts, looking around a little puzzled.

"No. I rented it for us, Rie. So I'll live here when we move in together."

"For us?"

The savage's face is instantly devoid of all reverence.

"Yes. What's troubling you?"

"Mmm, everything.

 I know this pose, when she folds her hands across her chest, shielding herself from the interlocutor, and I do not like it, that now she closes off from me.

"Everything? I'm living at your place anyway. Or would you prefer that we sleep in separate apartments?"

"Matthew, such decisions, first of all, are made by the two of us. And secondly, my salary is only enough to pay the rent for three meters of corridor in this mansion"

"Did I mention money?"

I squint my eyes, feeling myself begin to be raked with confidence. I knew from the beginning that the conversation wouldn't be easy, but this belligerent mood of hers is infuriating.

"You don't have to say anything. I'm not living off you!"

The savage lifts her chin.

"You mean you'd rather live in that dump?" I bark back.

"It's my dump. Which I paid for three months in advance by borrowing from Mrs. Blanchard!"

"And that, by the way, is the second question I wanted to discuss. Don't you think it's time to quit?"