King of the Underworld by RJ Kane

Chapter 467

King of the Underworld

467

Sephie

Adrik walked to the couches, throwing his tuxedo jacket and tie over the back. He removed his cuff links as he walked back toward me, depositing them in his pocket. It gave him a reason to look me up and down one more time without being blatantly obvious about it. As he was walking toward me, I reached up and pulled my hair down from the intricate ponytail that Ms. Jackson had put it in. I still had no clue how she figured out how to make a ponytail look so glamorous, but she did.

He groaned quietly as he watched my hair fall over my shoulders. “I love your hair when it’s out of control,” he said. He stopped in front of me, his hands running up my arms, stopping on either side of my neck. He studied me for a few moments before leaning down to kiss me. It was much quicker than I was hoping for. “Come, I want your contacts out,” he said, grabbing my hand and leading me back to the bedroom. “I would like to see your eyes match that dress one last time.”

“Who am I to deny you?” I asked, laughing quietly as I followed him to the bedroom. He stood behind me, watching me in the mirror as his hands roamed over my hips and a ss while I took my contacts out. I looked at him once 1 was finished, asking, “you’re not going to take yours out?”

He smiled at me. “I already did. When we were at Vitaliy’s house. I couldn’t stand them any longer.”

“You’re so much smarter than me,” I said to him, impressed.

He chuckled. “You’re getting used to yours better than I am. They still make my eyes itch,” he said, brushing my hair back from my neck so he could kiss it. It sent waves of warmth throughout my body, causing me to moan quietly. He turned me around to face him, his sweet smile letting me know that my eyes were deep blue. “I still can’t believe how much I miss seeing them change when you have to wear your contacts for any length of time,”

with it,”

that will ever happen,” he said, pressing his lips to mine kissing me quickly, then kissing first one cheek, then the other. “You keep finding new ways to fascinate me with them,” he said, his lips pressing to my forehead. I

hand, leading me out of the bathroom. When I opened my eyes, I saw him still enjoying looking at me in this dress. It made me smile to see him enjoying it so much. “I wouldn’t mind getting this dressed up now and then if this is always going to be your reaction,” I

the city would not be mad at that either. They couldn’t take their eyes off you,” he said, pulling me closer to him. He put the hand he was holding around the back of his neck. He slid his hand down my other arm, picking it up and placing it in the same position on the other side. He glanced down at my barely covered cleavage, staring at it for a few moments. “Have I mentioned how f**king phenomenal your bo obs look

staring at my bo obs in the

for two with your choice of dresses. I thought the last one was perfect, but this one might be my favorite.”

only saying that because I didn’t have to starve myself for weeks

illustrate his point, he grabbed me around my hips lifting me off the floor like 1 weighed. nothing. I squealed,

as he continued to hold me off the

the entire night. If a woman was speaking to him, he would glance at

him. He was perfect in every way. I pushed my warmth to him, knowing my eyes were deep

deepened the kiss. Once I was standing on my own again, his hands roamed over my back, down to my a ss, pulling me closer to him. I slid my hands down his chest, unbuttoning his shirt as I went. While I loved seeing him in his tux all night, I adored seeing him with his shirt off. I untucked his shirt,

my side. “I’ve been waiting all night for this,” he said, his tweet smile on his face. He ran his hands up my arms and over my collar bones. He smiled when his hand ran

hands covered each one. gently massaging them before moving down my stomach to push the dress the rest of the way down my hips. He hadn’t seen my choice of panties until

regions. I turned around, loving the loud groan that escaped as he looked at my a ss. “I’m glad I didn’t know that’s what you were wearing underneath, It would’ve been torture,” he said, his hands on my hips. He pulled me back against him, almost forcefully. I loved it. I gasped quietly as his hands were on me once more, leaning

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