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“Yes, well, we do what is necessary. Now, tell me how generous Mrs. Hart was,” Viktor said, tartly.
How generous was she? Please, as if some little spy didn’t dart out of that ballroom as soon as Jayce was finished dancing to tell Viktor all about the money.
Jayce grabbed Viktor's thigh and bullied himself into the vee of Viktor’s legs. Just as quickly, Viktor had a hand in his hair, jerking his neck back, his lips pursed into a pissy line. Jayce felt collared, there was no escape, and he was outrageously hard in his slacks.
“You did tell me to flirt with her,” Jayce croaked. “We needed this deal for the exports.”
Viktor knotted his fingers, and Jayce moaned, he couldn’t help it.
“I did tell you. You performed admirably, and now I am rewarding you,” Viktor purred. “You have five minutes. Make me come.”
(Or Viktor, a mob boss, and Jayce, his husband, traumatize a poor bathroom attendant.)