King of the Underworld by RJ Kane

King of the Underworld

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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,”

still so fascinated by them. I would’ve thought you would be used to it by now and bored with it,” I said, enjoying the look of wonderment on his

then the other. “You keep finding new ways to fascinate me with them,” he said, his lips pressing to my forehead. I closed my eyes, just enjoying the sweet

I said, smiling at him without opening my eyes. He grabbed my 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

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

the other selling point,” I said. “I actually couldn’t stop staring at my bo obs in the dressing

I thought the last one was perfect, but this one might be my

myself for weeks before this one,” I

skinny from being hurt.” Just to illustrate his point, he grabbed me around my hips

you’re just ridiculously strong,” I said, wrapping my arms around his neck tighter as he continued to hold me off

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

completely smitten with him. 1 sighed. I did sometimes wonder what I’d done to deserve him. He was perfect in every way. I pushed my warmth to him, knowing my eyes

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

ran his hands up my arms and over my collar bones. He smiled when his hand ran over the necklace that had belonged to his mother. He slipped his fingers under the material at my shoulders, pushing the dress off my shoulders. He picked up one hand, pulling the sleeve off that arm, then

been given just a hint of them for the entire evening. His 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 he pushed the dress all the way down.

entire evening,” he said. He didn’t know whether to be slightly angry with me or impressed. He took one step back, looking at me from head to toe. “Turn around,” he said, almost sternly. It sent a shockwave straight to my nether 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