Page 89 of Made In America

“Ivan I can’t accept these.”

“You will accept them because they are gifts to my woman. A woman I plan on spoiling.” He turned her around, undid her robe and lowered down to suckle on her breast. He spoke in between love bites. “You will accept them and if there is anything you don’t like I will have Roman return them and you will pick out something else.”

She ran her fingers through his jet-black hair. “Ivan I’m not used to this. I don’t like feeling that I owe you.”

He released her nipple and stood up straighter. He cupped her cheeks. “You o

we me nothing. I want you safe and happy. I want to see you in beautiful things.”

“And what can I possibly give you in return?”

He stared at her as if he wanted to say something but then he didn’t. “Nothing. Now let’s get dressed or we will run out of time before the surprise.”

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Ivan gave Roman a dirty look. He knew quite well what he was doing when he bought Annabella the workout clothes. The woman was well endowed and then some, and her breasts were nearly pouring from the top, the cleavage deep, her waist thin, the tattoo showing on her hip as well as the belly ring because the tank top wasn’t long enough. She filled in the spandex pants nicely, her ass perfectly round, her thighs toned and holy shit, she was pretty good at self-defense.

“You can thank me later.” Roman said and winked. He shook his head as Dante attempted to show Annabella another move. One that would distract her attacker from behind as she made the move to incapacitate him.

“You have to follow through Annabella and strike me.” Dante said to her.

“I’ll hurt you.” She exclaimed and the men all laughed. She crossed her arms in front of her chest. “Seriously?” She asked.

“Yes, do it.” Dante told her. She looked at Ivan. He nodded and she swallowed hard. Ivan had a difficult time trying not to laugh as Dante went to do the move on her and Annabella ducked, turned and struck him in the jaw.

He yelled out and she stepped toward Ivan as everyone else started laughing and Dante rubbed his chin. He was pissed, had a scowl on his face and then Annabella felt terrible. “I’m sorry. That’s why I didn’t want to do that.” She said and reached for Dante’s arm.

“I’m fine. It was an impressive hit.” She nibbled her bottom lip. “Want to do a move on me and I don’t know flip me or something.” He eyed her. “Don’t even think about it.” Ivan said and grabbed her arm, took her feet out from underneath her causing her to land on her back on the mats and he lowered down over her, straddle her hips and held her arms above her head. He stared into her eyes.

“Session is over.” He said and the men walked out of the room. He could hear them laughing about the strike to Dante’s jaw. She licked her lips. Her green eyes sparkled, the top she wore enhanced the color and he would thank Roman later.

Her chest moved up and down. “This was your idea.” She said to him and he shook his head.

“You are filled with surprises Annabella.” He lowered closer and kissed her. He used one hand to hold her wrists above her head and then used his other hand to caress along her thigh then underneath her to her ass. When he released her lips he stared down into her eyes. “I think for now on our sessions will be one on one. Just you and me.” He lifted up and pulled her along with him, then up and over his shoulder. He smacked her ass.

“Ivan!” She reprimanded as he walked through the house, past Codor who was cooking, and by the men.

“Don’t be late for dinner.” Commerce called out to them and Ivan couldn’t help but to smile inside. His woman seemed to bring out a side of him, he never knew existed.

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“Where are we going Ivan? I have to head home tonight and get things done tomorrow at the café for Sam and Bernice.” Annabella asked as she stepped into the strapless red dress. Roman was very good at picking out clothing, and this dress was so comfortable and sexy. She held it up against her chest as he stepped up behind her.

“Let me help you.” He said and she thought she could hear music playing even though the door to the bedroom was closed.

The afternoon got away from them, and as he made love to her slowly she hadn’t wanted to leave his arms or his bed, but the reality was she needed to maintain control of her life. She could tell by being around him for the past week that the man was in control of everything. He ordered and people reacted and obeyed. It was more intimidating then arousing at times and she could only imagine the types of things he ordered behind closed doors.

She swallowed hard. Goosebumps traveled along her skin on her back as he stroked her spine from her neck to the tip of her thong panties. He slid a finger into the material as he pressed closer and kissed her neck.

“You smell so edible. I would rather just stay in bed with you for the rest of the weekend.”

“Hmmm, that would be enjoyable but not realistic Ivan. You have work, I have other responsibilities.” She said and he lifted up, she could see the scowl form on his face. He wasn’t happy. He began to zip up her dress.

“I will not like you out of my sight for long.”

She turned around to face him, held onto his shoulders as she stepped into the heeled sandals that matched perfectly and were just as sexy as the dress. She didn’t look at the designer, afraid to see who it was and how much Roman spent. She caressed his shoulders in the designer dress shirt in royal blue he wore. He looked wealthy, sexy, yet casual. She really wanted to know where they were going. “I won’t like being away from you either, but it wouldn’t be healthy for us to be with one another constantly.”

“I don’t think that’s true at all. There’s no place safer than in these arms, Lyubimaya.” He said to her then pressed his lips to hers. When he released them he looked at her, took a step back as he held her hands. “Stunning in red.”

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