Chapter 22: Monday: The sexiest run ever

When I woke at dawn the following morning, I felt like I was about ready to bubble over with excitement at the prospect of seeing Romi again.

It was a lot earlier than I normally got up, but I hauled my arse out of bed, quickly showered, and pulled on my running clothes. I usually didn’t shower until after I’d been a run, but since I was going to be running with Romi, there was no way I wasn’t having a shower first.

Filled with joy, I could barely contain myself as I rushed downstairs to the kitchen to meet my man. I checked my watch as I stifled a yawn. I was early. I made a coffee and gulped it down, badly needing the caffeine hit. I chased it with a large glass of water and lemon to rid myself of the coffee breath, and I was glad I did when Romi rushed into the kitchen, took me in his arms, and kissed me deeply.

We finally broke apart, grinning at each other like a couple of idiots. God, how I loved this man. Every time he touched me, it was like an adrenaline rush, my whole body coming alive with the need he instilled in me.

“We better get out of here before anyone comes,” he said, grabbing my hand and tugging me towards the door.

We set off at a good pace and headed down one of the paths that took us around the back of the Estate. Several routes throughout the Estate were used for running by our family and staff. This one was less challenging, so it was rarely used by anyone else. I liked it, though, and often ran it when I was home. It afforded me privacy and a sense of freedom, which was hard to come by as a Bratva printsessa who generally had her brothers or several bodyguards in tow.

When we were far enough away from the house, Romi stopped and pulled me to him for another toe-curling kiss. Our tongues tangled together in a dance of utter bliss that stole my breath away. When we finally broke apart to take in some air, my lids were heavy, my lips swollen, my knickers damp, and my limbs felt like jelly. Wow!

Romi smiled at me, and my heart fluttered in my chest like a thousand trapped butterflies were trying to break free.

Taking my hand, he walked me over to a more secluded spot. There was a picnic rug spread out on the ground, and he must have come here earlier and left it. He sat and pulled me down with him, a wicked gleam in his eye as he hovered over me before kissing his way down my body.

Romi pulled off my trainers and then tugged down my running shorts, throwing them aside before he buried himself between my thighs. I let out a sigh as he licked my slit and started to eat me out like he was a starving man and I was a buffet just for him. I gasped and panted as he alternated between licking and sucking.

As that magical tongue of his worked its magic, I moaned, my hips mindlessly bucking against him in a desperate attempt to get closer to that wonderful mouth of his. The keening sounds he was eliciting from me should have embarrassed me, but I was far too gone in my lust for him to care.

Murmuring delicious promises of how he was going to make me come, Romi moved his hands up my body, pushing up my sports bra and freeing my breasts. Cupping and squeezing them, he pulled at my nipples, twisting and tugging on them gently, giving each the same amount of delicious attention.

My fingers sunk into his hair as I watched him intently while he played with my body. I loved watching him touch me. Seeing him buried between my legs with his hands roaming me as he licked me towards an orgasm was the most erotic thing I had ever seen. My breath hitched, and my legs shook as I neared release. I was so close that when he thrusts his finger inside me, I came undone. Bucking against him with abandon.

“Oh god, Romi!” I cried as the sensations threatened to overwhelm me.

He didn’t stop, though. Adding another finger, he curled them a little so they hit just the right spot. Sweet Jesus. My body shook, and sweat coated my skin as he continued to ring out every last drop of my orgasm. My limbs felt like soaking wet noodles as I lay there in the aftermath, unable to move a muscle. How was it possible that this guy could make me feel so good?

Grinning, he loomed over me again before kissing me briefly on the lips, then across my jaw and down my neck. I shivered in pleasure as he nibbled on the sweet area where my neck met my collarbone. Gosh, that was good.

His body pressed me to the ground, and I felt his hard length against me, only his jogging pants separating his cock and my wet pussy. I ground my hips against his, thrilled at the groan of desire that was my reward. He moved his lips back to mine and thrust his tongue into my mouth as he brought his hand between us to stroke me. We both groaned at my wetness.

An absolutely wicked grin crossed his face as he tugged me up to straddle him, then turned me around to face away from him; he moved beneath me and then pulled my hips back so he was lying with his face under me, with me almost sitting on it. At some point, he managed to pull his trousers and trainers off. How and when did he do that?

Pushing me towards his hard cock, I quickly got the picture and took the tip into my mouth, holding the rest of his length in my hands. Hmmm, I murmured. He must have liked the sound vibrating down his shaft because he groaned in pleasure and bucked against my mouth. I couldn’t contain my grin. I loved making him as anxious for me as he made me feel for him.

I gasped as he got to work on my pussy again with his fantastic tongue and fingers, and I couldn’t help my hips from meeting the thrusts of his tongue as I matched it with my own on his shaft. I licked, sucked, and kissed my way up and down his length as he did the same to me.

It didn’t take long, and I was ready to explode again. Another couple of licks was all it took, and I felt my cum soak Romi’s mouth as he shot his own into mine.

When we were both finished, he pulled me off him, turned me around and held me close.

“I don’t know how, but I will make you mine, Sonia,” he said, taking my face in his hands.

Seeing the truth of it in his eyes, I literally glowed inside. Finally!

“About time you got with the programme,” I said with a cheeky wink.

He threw his head back and laughed, the sound sending shivers of erotic pleasure all over my body. Linking my arms around him, I leaned up and kissed his sexy mouth. As the kiss became more frantic, I let my hands explore those sexy abs again and then let them slip a little further south to discover that my, oh my, Romi was ready for another round. My core gushed at the thought, and I grasped his length in my hand, intent on making the most of our time together.

Quite sometime later, we pulled our clothes back on and cuddled for a while, just enjoying being able to hold each other. Unable to stop myself, I put my hand up under Romi’s T-shirt and traced his abs. Wow, those abs! I really couldn’t get enough of them. I loved how hard they felt under my fingers. I kept touching them. Touching him. The smile on my face was so wide my jaw ached, but it was such a wonderful ache. I still couldn’t quite believe this was real, and my Mr Sexy Abs was really letting me touch him. Every now and then, I secretly pinched myself just to be sure it was, in fact, real and not some delicious dream.

“When you return to University, I will come with you,” Romi said, kissing me on the cheek.

“Oh, I’m not returning,” I said, then proceeded to update him on my plans.

His face split into the biggest grin I had ever seen on him, and I giggled as he held my face between his large palms and sprinkled it with tiny little kisses.

After a few seconds, he pulled back, still holding me.

His smile faded, and he gazed into my eyes with an intensity that made me shiver with pleasure, and despite the early morning breeze, I felt hot. Oh my! It was utterly amazing to me how this man could certainly make all hot and bothered with a simple look.

“I have a confession to make,” he said, and I raised my eyebrows in question at the guilty look he was suddenly sporting.

“I missed you like crazy when you were away. I made sure that Rolan and Armen got rid of any competition for your affection because I was so jealous. I know I didn’t have a right to be, but I was, and I’m sorry if I overstepped, but I’m not sorry. I wanted you for myself, and I would do it again if I had to,” he said in a rush as if he needed to confess immediately, or he might never do it.

His words should probably have annoyed me. After all, the level of possessiveness he displayed by keeping other men away from me when he hadn’t been willing to pursue me for himself wasn’t right. However, I couldn’t bring myself to be angry. In fact, the absolute pleasure that zinged through me, knowing he had wanted me that much, made me want to squeal in delight.

“You’re forgiven, but only because you have finally come to your senses and decided to claim me for yourself,” I said, kissing him hard.

“It did take me a while,” he agreed, chuckling.

“I knew that I wanted you, Sonia. I’ve been in love with you since the moment you stepped out of the pool last year wearing that gold swimsuit. Probably long before that, if the truth was known, but that was when I finally realised that my soft spot for you had grown into something else entirely. Yet, I doubted you felt the same. I shouldn’t have, and I’m sorry it took me so long to see that.” He hugged me tight and kissed the top of my head, and my heart melted.

As we lay there, Romi explained to me what was happening with the attacks against our family and what was expected to transpire over the next few days.

Hearing that Petrov was going to get out of jail early filled me with rage. That bastard had to pay for what he did to Krissa. It was about time he got what was coming to him. No way could he be allowed to go into witness protection. I was more than pleased that my family had plans to deal with him on Wednesday.

Of course, that wasn’t the worst of it.

While it felt good to be finally in the loop, my heart raced, and my stomach churned with worry when I found out about the planned attacks by the Malia Boys and Broxys on the Lab and Estate expected to happen on Friday.

However, as usual, Miki had a good counterplan in place, and while that eased my concerns a little, I was still consumed with a sense of dread. My family and friends were in danger, and there was nothing I could personally do about it, but pray everything would work out as I hoped and we wouldn’t lose anyone.

Romi told me that Miki and Glowacki wanted our enemies to think that the alliance between us and the Poles had broken down and that their plan to set up Glowacki and the Albanians was working.

Apparently, one of our guys was attacked last night and left for dead, but fortunately was still alive. However, one of Glowacki’s men was also attacked, and he hadn’t been so lucky. So, to avoid more attacks and deaths, if possible, Miki and Glowacki were going to fake a war.

Romi was coordinating the pretend attacks by us on Glowacki’s businesses, and Glowacki’s son, Dariusz, would be coordinating their attacks against ours. During these attacks, some of our guys and some of the Poles would “die”, and their bodies would be removed by our clean-up crew. In actual fact, they were only going to pretend to die and then hide in some abandoned farm buildings near our Lab, ready to help with the defence of the Lab on Friday.

Like Glowacki, we apparently had some traitors in our ranks, too. The shits! So, these pretend attacks would be used to get rid of some of them as well.

When Romi told me Ivor was one of the traitors, I couldn’t help but cringe. What an arse! His flirting had often made me uncomfortable, but it had also secretly boosted my ego a little bit, if I was honest, so to find out he was a bloody traitor really didn’t sit well with me, and I couldn’t help feeling a pang of guilt. I would be keeping as far away from that asshole as I could from now on, that was for sure.

Everyone was certainly going to have their hands full over the next few days, and our home was going to be busy. The plan was that Glowacki and his family would come to stay with us at the Estate on Thursday night. Although none of the intel we had led us to believe there was to be an attack on Glowacki’s home, neither he nor Miki wanted to take any chances, and it was easier to defend both families if we were in the one place, so his younger son and daughter would remain with us while the attacks occurred.

Miki had also arranged for Romi’s mum, my aunt Leticia, his half-brother Dimitri, and our aunt Marta to come over for a “holiday” so that we had an excuse for a family party with fireworks on Friday night in the hope that the noise they created would help cover any noise caused by the attack. Naturally, Marko would monitor police activity along with our enemies’ phones, so we knew when they were coming.

As always, Miki did his best to plan for every possible eventuality, so he had Sergei and his dealers ready to cause chaos in the streets. They would ensure that should there be any complaints of trouble or noise at either the Estate or the Lab, the police would be too busy dealing with the trouble in the centre of London to investigate, at least until the attacks were over and all evidence had been removed.

On Friday itself, Romi told me I would need to remain at the Estate with the rest of the women and Glowacki’s youngest two kids. Romi, Dimitri, Dariusz, our men, Anton, and some of his men would be there to defend us. Nobody had wanted to pull Anton and his men into any of our illegal activities. However, Anton apparently insisted on fulfilling his obligations as a Bratva Blood Brother. He took the childhood pact they had all made seriously and felt it was his duty to defend our family. Anton had always been like another big brother to me, and I knew we had been his surrogate family while he was growing up, so I understood.

Ash and Miki would defend the Lab along with Glowacki and his son Daniel, their bodyguards, and the rest of our men and Glowacki’s, who would be hiding out nearby.

I laughed and shook my head, awed by the level of detail in Miki and Glowacki’s plans. I didn’t kid myself into thinking that things would go perfectly. Still, I did feel happier knowing what to expect and the levels that were being taken to ensure everyone’s safety and put a stop to these attacks as quickly and easily as possible.

Of course, it didn’t mean I wasn’t terrified. I absolutely was. That’s why I was so glad that Romi would be with me at the Estate when the attacks were due to take place. I wouldn’t have been able to stand, not knowing where he was or if he was okay.

Romi told me of his plan to talk to our Uncle Maxim about us and assured me he would do it as soon as he could. In the meantime, we both agreed the need for secrecy was still required. Our family had a lot to deal with right now, so it was better to wait until things were a bit more settled before we let our secret out of the bag.

So basically, the next few days were going to be busy, dangerous, and fraught with tension and the chance of us spending any time together was going to be slim. It was frustrating, but knowing that we only had to wait a few days and then we could come clean to everyone made my heart sing with joy.

I longed to shout my love for Romi from the rooftops and tell the whole world we were an item, but I understood that now wasn’t the time.

Soon, I promised myself. Soon!

In the meantime, I took the opportunity to kiss Romi until we were both a panting, breathless mess. Wrapped in his arms, lying on a blanket on the ground, I never wanted to leave our little hidden spot, but all too soon, our time had run out, and I let Romi pull me to my feet.

Hugging him tightly, we had a final kiss before reluctantly separating. Hiding our blanket in a hole at the bottom of a nearby tree, we started the journey back to the house. We had run fast on the way out, but now we merely jogged home, and neither of us truly wanted this time together to end.