Chapter 23
Anton
The dress is sexy, her hair is sleek, her body is my wonderland, and yet I can’t have all of her. My hands glide up and down her body as she pulls slightly away to the person who interrupted us. Her sister is there, smiling an apologetic smile as she looks at Sam. The moment I saw Sam I was on her, I had to touch her, to kiss her, so that’s exactly what I did. And now she’s pulled away, but I don’t want to let her go, so I keep one hand on her at all times so she cannot escape.
“Stan is coming to get me. Are you alright to stay?” Raven asks, looking to Sam then me then back to Sam. “I can take you home if that’s what you want?”
“I’ll take her home.”
Both of their eyes go to me.
Sam starts shaking her head.
“We haven’t finished dancing. We need more dancing,” I tell her. It’s a lie. Partially, but with dancing at least she’s close. She turns back to Raven, her mouth opens then closes. She’s so unsure. Is that my fault? Her lack of faith in me. It must be.
“Anton will drive me,” Sam finally manages to say.
Raven looks to me in a hard stare. “You look after her.”
I smirk but nod my head anyway. Raven walks away, and I turn, pulling Sam back to me so we’re flush, and start rocking back and forth with her.
“What do you want, Anton?” Her face is nestled in my neck.
“Just this,” is all I can manage to say.
The music stops, and we walk over to where Kazier is on the microphone with my hand in hers. Stopping as we get to the front, I stand behind her, my hands wrapped around her waist. She doesn’t push me off nor does she tell me to get off of her. In fact, she leans into me like I’m somehow her comforter.
“They’re sickening, aren’t they?” Freya says next to me, and I laugh at her.
“They’re cute,” I reply.
Kazier kisses Elina on the lips, and people cheer and holler loudly at him.
“It’s sickening, but I guess it’s a little cute.” Freya’s eyes go back to me. “Don’t expect cute with that one.”
I roll my eyes at her, shaking my head. “Nope, I expect orgasms,” I say closer to her ear. Freya laughs as she asks Sam to go to the bar, but I squeeze Sam tighter, not wanting to let her go.
“Okay, well maybe next time.” Freya turns back to Elina who’s now making her way over to us. Looking around, I realize I haven’t seen my sister, who was meant to arrive ages ago.
“Alyona is at the front, threatening bodily harm on some poor person,” Elina says smiling as if it’s not a problem. “Fix it.” Elina turns and walks away still with the smile on her face as she heads back to Kazier. I realize then she didn’t need to tell me, she wants me to handle it without Kazier’s involvement.
“I’m coming,” Sam says as I debate whether to take her with me. I nod my head, clasping her hand in mine, gripping it tightly then walking to the front of the building past the music and out onto the red carpet. Hearing Alyona before I see her is easy. Viktor is behind me, and I hear his chuckle as Alyona calls the man every name known to mankind.
“Alyona.” She stops and turns around, dressed in her figure-hugging pink dress. Her hands are on her hips.
“What?” she yells at me.
“What the fuck are you doing?”
Her eyes go behind me, and I know Kazier’s just walked out.
“This fucker’s been following Sam.”
It’s then that I realize it’s the detective, the same one who came looking for Sam. His face is hidden in the shadows, but when I look closer, I see him. Sam shakes her head and stays glued to my side.
“The things you see when you don’t have a gun,” I grumble.
“Anton,” Kazier warns.
I place my hands in the air, watching the detective. “I know. Behave… I am.” I turn, grabbing Sam’s hand and start walking away. “Peace out, motherfuckers.”
My name is called, but I keep on walking with Sam, straight down the road to where my car is parked around the corner.
“We left,” Sam states the obvious as I open up her passenger door.
I nod my head, guiding her in. “We did. You see I’m banned from killing. We left so I didn’t.” Sam looks at me to see if I’m serious, but I shut the door. Walking around to my side, I get in and start up the car. “Your place?” I ask her, to which she nods her head. Her hands play on her lap. “You look good. Better?” I can feel her eyes on me, but I try to not look. I try to not get sucked into those depths.
“Thank you, you look good, too.”
I nod my head. “I’ve had better days.”
“Can I ask you something?” she says after a moment of silence and I nod my head. “Have you… well, have you been with anyone else?”
Shit, that’s a tough question, and it’s one I didn’t expect.
“Yes,” I answer her truthfully, but I don’t bother asking her that same question. I know she doesn’t trust anyone, and I’m sure she hasn’t been with anyone else.
“Oh…”
“Does that disappoint you?” I ask as we come to a stop out front of her apartment.
“Yes and no. If I’m being honest I’d like to say I wish it were me you needed, but even if you did, I don’t know if I would have wanted you in that way.”
I nod my head, understanding. “Can I come up?”
Sam’s about to get out, her hand pauses on the door, and she nods her head as she opens the door to get out. I follow her up the stairs and wait behind her as she unlocks the door. Nothing has changed, it still looks exactly the same as the last time I was here.
“We’re looking for somewhere new. Especially now since Raven is seeing someone.” She places her bag on the table then points to her room as she walks off. She attempts to close the door, but it doesn’t shut all the way. I can just see the side of her as she changes her clothes and I can’t look away even if I wanted to.
“Can you help?”
My eyes lift up, and she’s watching me with her head turned—she wants help with the dress. It has no back, but I don’t say anything as I step into the room and as I do, the dress drops to the floor. She’s standing there naked with nothing on but heels. My cock stirs, I want to shout from the rooftops, but instead, I look at her and the way her hands are clutching to her sides as she turns to face me. She’s nervous. Sam’s never nervous. The one thing she’s always been is confident with her body.
My hand reaches out. Her skin is soft under my touch, and the things I want to do to her shouldn’t be legal, but my hand drops instead. She faces me, her dark eyes looking worried.
“Maybe not tonight,” I say to her.
“You don’t want me anymore?” She sounds unsure of herself. When did that happen? Now I want to kill him all over again.
“Of course, I’m hard as Harry Potter’s wand right now, but that doesn’t mean I should.”
She giggles. “You like Harry Potter?”
“Shut up, you filthy Mudblood,” I say with a chuckle and grab her hips, pulling her to me. A soft kiss is all I give her on the lips because if I went for more, my moral compass would go out the door and my cock would win this fight.
“Tomorrow?” She seems to have lost her nerves now. “Apartment hunting.”
“I’ll pick you up at eleven.” I turn to leave, letting her soft skin go, and leave before I decide to join her in her bed.
I hear her soft voice as I walk to the front door. “Thank you.”
***
They’re both waiting out front when I arrive. Raven already knows what’s happening, I spoke to her last night. Now it’s just to tell Sam. Raven kisses Sam then offers me a slight wave before she starts to walk off as Sam opens the door to get in.
“She isn’t coming,” she says, sounding confused. “And hello, Anton.” She smiles then leans over to kiss me. I let her kiss my cheek and don’t force her to kiss my lips where I want her sugar-coated lips right now.
“Sam, looking fuckable as always.”
She shakes her head at me. “Only you could say that and make it a compliment.” Sam tells me about Raven and her new boyfriend as I drive. I come to a stop at a house, making her pause in her discussions about Raven, then she looks around. “Are we seeing Pollie and Death?” she asks.
I shake my head, getting out. I bought this house a few weeks ago. When I was leaving Death’s I noticed the ‘for sale’ sign and didn’t hesitate to buy it. Grabbing the keys from my pocket, I pass them to her.
“It’s yours. And it’s close to the restaurant and in a safer neighborhood than you’re in.”
Sam shakes her head fast then tries to pass me the keys back. “Nope, not happening. You didn’t buy me a house. We haven’t even had sex again yet. What if I don’t like it? What if I am so mentally scared I don’t ever want it again?” Her hands are pushing the keys into my chest.
“I can wait. But this… it’s yours.”
“Will you stop? It’s your money. I work for mine, and I don’t take handouts.”
“It’s an investment, I already have a house I live in.”
“Your mother’s,” she says with a huff.
“No, it’s mine. They just live with me.” Her eyes widen at that statement, and I push her hand back, folding her fingers over the keys.
“You can pay me if that’s what you want to do.”
“Not in sexual favors,” she says, crossing her arms over her chest making her tits rise up. I lick my lips and try to keep myself together. Her hand clicks in front of my face as she does now all I can see are two beautiful perfect tits.
“Fuck, I was hoping…” I say, looking up to her smirking. “What about hand jobs?” I joke, but she looks at me with her lips puckered like she’s considering it. “Your time will do.”
“My time?” she asks, confused.
“Yes, I want your time.”
“I guess…” She looks behind.
“Oh… and occasional sleepovers. I’ve bought you a bed… for us.”
“Anton,” she squeals. “Stop! There so better not be anything else.”
“Dobby’s been a bad elf.”
She stops and chuckles at the Harry Potter reference. Her laughter is beautiful, but it stops when she opens the door.
“I can’t…” She turns, passing me the keys, but I grab her fingers and close them back in her hand.
“You can and you will. Raven’s already said yes.”
She gives in.
I win.
And the delight on her face is worth it.