10. Lev

10

LEV

I must be dreaming.

As I stand in the shadows, my eyes remain fixed on Elle’s bedroom window, stunned at what I just witnessed.

I bite back a groan as I adjust myself, my cock hard as the picture of Elle’s naked body, lit up by the moonlight, plays on repeat in my mind.

Was that little show just for me?

In all the times I’ve watched her, she’s never once been so bold, so daring. It can’t simply be a coincidence that she’s undressing in front of her window after having kissed me…

I can’t help but palm my aching length, squeezing it hard to try and bring myself an ounce of relief. But it doesn’t help. Nothing short of burying myself inside her will.

I’ve imagined what it would be like to witness Elle naked many times, but nothing compares to the real thing.

She’s so beautiful, so soft and delicate.

What I wouldn’t give to be able to touch her, to hear the soft moans spill from her lips as I worship every inch of her skin .

My mouth waters at the thought of getting on my knees and pleasuring her with my tongue in front of the window for everyone to see. I want the whole fucking city to hear her scream my name so they know that she belongs to me, and only me.

It takes everything in me not to go sprinting up the fire escape to see for myself.

Perhaps this is my punishment for kissing her, for crossing the line that could compromise not just my own life but hers as well. If the Koslovs were to catch wind of my whereabouts, it would be game over.

I have no doubt that she’s told them about the kidnapping, and there’s no way she could have avoided telling them about how she managed to escape. It’s likely Alexei is already looking into it, so I need to watch my back if I’m to stay hidden.

But I can’t help but feel like Elle wanted to be seen, as if the idea of being watched excited her.

My sweet little Elle has a naughty side.

The way she cupped her breasts, how her head fell back, and her eyes closed, I know she was losing herself to a fantasy and a selfish part of me hopes she was thinking of me, of the kiss that we shared.

The kiss that has haunted my mind like a disease.

Has she gone back to bed to finish what she started?

“Fuck.”

My cock leaks in my pants.

It would be wrong of me to intrude on her, to take advantage of her vulnerability, but from the way my cock throbs, I’m finding it hard to think straight.

Reaching into my back pocket, I feel for the delicate chain of her necklace .

I’m still yet to return it, and I know it’s making Elle anxious that it’s gone.

“Maybe I should pay her a visit after all…” I look back up at her window.

There’s no sign that she’s still awake, but I wait another half an hour just to be on the safe side before I cross the street and begin to climb the fire escape that leads to her window.

I should be annoyed that she's left her window open after I warned her against it, but when I catch sight of her lying fast asleep on her bed, her naked body tangled in a sheet, that annoyance quickly morphs into desire.

Her dark hair is fanned out on her pillow, and her full lips are slightly parted.

I’ve never seen a more beautiful sight, and I gently perch on the edge of the bed and watch her for a while.

It’s reassuring to see her looking so at peace. Over the past few days, she’s looked dead on her feet with dark shadows lining her eyes and a lack of color in her cheeks. She’s been picking up extra shifts at the hospital which concerns me.

I know she’s good for the money, considering the fact that her uncle bought her this apartment, so it makes me believe that she’s trying to distract herself, to work her body to the point of exhaustion to try and escape the nightmares.

I can think of a much better distraction that would help send her off into a dreamless sleep.

A breathy sigh escapes Elle’s lips as she gently stirs.

I hold my breath, my body frozen as she rolls onto her back, the sheet slipping just enough to expose the top of her breasts.

I grit my teeth, hoping that it doesn’t fall lower to expose them completely as I wouldn’t be able to stop myself from bending down and taking her nipple in my mouth.

Would she enjoy that? Waking up to find me pleasuring her? After her little show, I’m curious to know if that’s what she was hoping for.

Maybe she didn’t go back to bed to finish herself off. Maybe she was waiting for me to join her…

I bite back a moan at the thought of pulling back the sheet and parting her soft thighs to find her wet and ready for me.

My hand moves to my belt, and I silently unbuckle my pants, too overcome with need to think clearly.

I keep my eyes on Elle as I work to pull my throbbing cock free and at the first pump of my length, I almost give myself away.

My entire body shudders as a spurt of pre cum leaks from my tip, coating my hand.

I swallow a groan as I tighten my grip, trying not to think of how close I am to her naked body.

She’s so perfect. The only way she could look better was if she were sitting in my lap with my cock buried deep inside her tight heat. She would take me so well, letting me hold her tightly against my body as I pound into her so hard that I’d have her screaming with pleasure.

I fist my length at the thought of her riding me right here on this bed, her head thrown back with her long, dark hair cascading over her breasts as she moans my name over and over.

My spine tingles, and I work my hand faster.

I try to take a steadying breath as I roll my hand over the sensitive tip, but my release is quickly building.

What I wouldn’t give to throw back this sheet and bury my face between Elle’s thighs, to work my cock in time with my tongue so that we would both come togeth?—

I bite down on my fist as I come, my release coating my hand as I continue to pump my length.

With each spurt of release, my body shudders, and it’s a miracle I manage to stay quiet from how intense the pleasure is.

I’ve not felt anything close to this before, but it would be nothing compared to how good it would feel to finish inside Elle, to have her be the one to send me over the edge like this.

If only she knew the power she has over me.

Shame floods my body as I look at Elle’s peaceful face, the evidence of my release coating my hand.

Silently grabbing the box of tissues off of her bedside table, I quickly clean myself up and shove my cock back into my pants.

Before I can make another reckless decision, I get to my feet and silently stalk into the kitchen area where I lay out her necklace. I can’t have any excuse to come and visit her again, no matter how badly I want to.

Her phone catches my attention, and I frown.

Didn’t she lose this at the bar? Wasn’t that the whole reason that she realized the uber wasn’t real?

I’ve been following her movements meticulously since the kidnapping, and she’s not once paid a visit to the bar to go and retrieve her phone. Even if she somehow managed to get it back, who knows what kind of tracker could have been put on it in the meantime.

I’m instantly suspicious, picking up the device and turning it over in my hand. When I tap the screen, it automatically opens on to her home page which shows a generic background .

She has no passcode and is yet to personalize the screen, which makes me hopeful that this is a new phone. I’m tempted to take it with me and have Pyotr check it over for bugs just to be safe, but I’ve run out of time tonight. Instead, I quickly open up her phone app and copy down her number into my own contact list just to give me some peace of mind.

I know I could have Pyotr get me such information, but I don’t want him to ask any questions. The fact that he knows about my personal link to Elle over the kidnapping situation makes me uneasy.

If the Koslovs were to somehow get wind that he’s working for me, I would never forgive myself.

I shut off Elle’s phone and slip my own back into my pocket. With one last look at Elle’s sleeping form, I slip out of the front door and take the internal fire escape down to the back exit of the building which leads to an alleyway.

If I head straight to my apartment nearby, I could maybe get in a few hours of sleep and come back here before Elle wakes up.

Despite the street being deserted, I still pull my hood low over my face out of habit. Though, it probably doesn’t hurt to be extra careful.

I can’t afford to be so reckless, which is slowly becoming standard practice when it comes to Elle Conti.

The sound of my phone ringing jerks me awake, and I blink.

I look down at myself and find that I’m still fully dressed in yesterday's clothes, and my head pounds as if I spent the night pounding vodka shots .

The dull ache in my back tells me that I fell asleep on the couch, again , because I was too exhausted to even make it to my bed.

“Fucking hell,” I groan as my phone continues to ring.

Sitting up, I catch sight of the flashing screen on the floor. There’s only one person who would be calling me, and the fact that it’s still dark outside the window, the sun yet to make an appearance, concerns me.

My muscles protest as I get to my feet and cross the cramped living area to retrieve my phone.

I spy the time and groan. It’s almost six, which only gives me thirty minutes to get back to Elle’s before she wakes up.

Sometimes, she heads straight out to get herself a coffee and there’s no way in hell I’m letting her walk across the city in the dark.

“What is it, Pyotr?”

“Rise and shine.” Pyotr chuckles on the other end.

I offer him a grunt in response, which elicits another laugh from my only friend.

“I’ve got something of interest for you.”

“Is it essential that you share it with me at such an unsociable hour?”

My throat is painfully dry, and my stomach growls, but I don’t have time to attend to my needs.

“I’d be happy to put all this shit in an email, but then again, I’m not the one insisting on working so off grid.”

“I know.” I sigh, starting to gather my things. “I appreciate you doing this for me Pyotr .”

“Thought you’d want to know you’re not the only one looking into Igor.”

“Why am I not surprised,” I mutter as I pull on my shoes .

“Alexei has multiple men watching Igor’s…interests.”

I straighten, running my fingers through my hair. “Interests?”

“He’s been caught being linked to a few new drug suppliers outside of the city. It looks like he’s expanding.”

“Why would Alexei be interested in that? The Koslovs surely have more than enough business. Is it really worth the effort of going after Igor’s?”

“I haven’t been able to gather much information so far. Mostly just the names of the men he’s using to patrol the shipments. But I’m happy to look into it further if that’s what you need.”

“I think it’s worth looking into. I want to know what Alexei’s up to.”

While money can be enough of a motivator to go after a powerful man like Igor Ivanov, revenge is an even greater one.

Perhaps Alexei is hoping that Igor will give up my location.

It’s clear that the Koslovs have become aware of my involvement in their parents’ deaths, and they will only bide their time for so long. At some point they’re going to want to get their revenge, and I need to know what I’m up against.

If Alexei is planning an attack, I need to make sure I’m ready.