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Covert Affair

Cobblestone Press LLC

Heat Rating: SCORCHING
Word Count: 10,000
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When Olivia Hanson met him at a party the attraction was instant. Russian businessman Alexei Malkoff piqued her interest, and their whirlwind romance completed her sexually. Olivia liked pain with pleasure and no one had been able to give her that before Alexei. He had a room in his penthouse purpose-built for their fantasies, and even brought men home to take her while he watched. Without warning he disappears, no goodbye, no trace he ever existed. Does the visit Olivia gets from the FBI have anything to do with Alexei’s vanishing, and will the stranger who appears answer all her questions?

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Most people would consider it a flaw in her character. She knew it, but she also couldn’t help it. She liked what she liked. She liked to feel pain when she had sex. It made it more real. Without pain, the pleasure seemed to come so quickly and leave just as fast. With pain, it took time to build up, to get her to where she needed to be when she finally exploded in ecstasy.

Olivia Hanson met Alexei six months ago at a party hosted by her former boss. The tall Russian was muscular, dark and mysterious; a businessman who had moved to the United States when his internet shipping company had taken off. The minute she saw him, she wanted him. Never one to not get what she wanted, Olivia had actively sought him out that night, and before the evening was over she was in the back of his limo giving him a blowjob. Alexei had been just as determined as she had to get what he wanted, and he wanted Olivia to be his and only his. She was okay with that. Being one of thirteen children from a poor working class family, Olivia was tired of hand-me-downs and left-overs. Being tenth of the thirteen, she never got anything new. By the time she was a teen, her parents were tired, they didn’t want to spend time or energy on her or her younger siblings.

Fortunately for Olivia she was blessed with an incredible body and a gorgeous face, which helped her get everything in life she ever wanted. Boys in high school had done her homework for a chance to be called her boyfriend. College guys had taken her to the movies and out to eat, just for a kiss. And now, businessmen would take her to pricey restaurants and buy her expensive gifts, in the slight hope that they could get her in bed. Life may have given her lemons, but Olivia certainly made lemonade out of them.

She checked her reflection in the mirror of her walk-in closet and smiled, then moved through the master bedroom that she shared with her master, Alexei. As she walked through the penthouse, the plush carpet silenced her steps in her designer heels. Alexei would be home in a few minutes, and he liked to see her waiting for him. Today she would greet him wearing a red see-through lace corset, matching thong, and four inch red heels. Her long blonde hair was full, and lay perfectly around her shoulders and down her back. With flawless, professionally applied makeup covering her unblemished skin she looked like a high-priced fashion model.

The elevator dinged just before the heavy metal door slid open, and Alexei stepped out. Wearing a black designer suit, snow-white dress shirt, black and gray striped tie and highly polished dress shoes, he looked like the rich businessman that he was. Alexei was a very handsome man, despite the long scar that ran from the corner of his left eye down to the top of his lip. He stood a little over six feet, and weighed around one ninety. He had a serious face, smiling rarely, and usually gave people a stern look, his eyes squinted, and his full lips flattened. It intimidated the hell out of most people, but not Olivia. She knew he had a soft heart, and she knew what it took to make him moan and curse as he climaxed. And Alexei knew exactly how to pleasure her with his tongue and his fingers and his big cock.

The powerful Russian stalked across the room toward her, his face humorless. Stopping only inches in front of her, his gaze moved slowly from the top of her head to the pointed toe of her heels and back up. “Good evening, krasavets.”

With her limited knowledge of his mother tongue, she knew he'd called her beautiful, which made her smile. She had picked up a few Russian words, both kind and cursing. “Good evening Alexei. How can I please you?”

A rare smile crossed his face, as he reached his big hand to her cheek and caressed it gently. “I would very much like drink, and you on your knees.”

Turning her head, she kissed the palm of his hand, and then stepped away to cross the room to the mini bar. His gaze remained on her, so she made sure her walk was slow and seductive. She poured two fingers of vodka, neat, and carried the glass back to him. After handing him his drink, she roamed her hands slowly down his chest. When she reached his belt, she lifted her gaze to his while her fingers unbuckled the leather strap. Without looking away from his eyes, she unbuttoned his dress pants and lowered the zipper, reaching inside to release his cock from the cloth confines.

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