Sasha & Andriena #1 (Lovers & Sinners)

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so
long. It just made the gesture all that more poignant. She wanted to hug him
for it, but knew he wouldn’t take too kindly to that.
    “I’m fine,” he said,
being overly stoic.
    “No you’re not, so
take it. You need it more than me.”
    He uncurled himself
and sat up. “You sure?” he asked, looking hopeful.
    She nodded and pushed
off the bed.
    “ Spasibo ,” he
thanked her.
    He rose to his feet, looking
unsteady. She went to him, placing an arm around his waist. He didn’t protest,
allowing her to help him to the bed. She laid him down on the mattress, noticing
a smudge above his brow. She wiped at it.
    He jerked his head
away. “What are you doing?”
    “You had some dirt on
your face.”
    “You don’t need to
baby me, I can wipe it myself.” He grimaced, a pained expression crossing his
face.
    “What’s wrong?”
    “I need to relieve
myself.”
    He swung his legs
over the side of the bed and went to push up, but fell back onto the mattress.
He swore and pushed up again, still looking wobbly. Like before, she slipped an
arm around his waist to steady him. He exhaled loudly, but didn’t complain. She
helped him to the bucket in the corner of the room.
    “Close your eyes,” he
said.
    She did.
    After several
seconds, he muttered, “You can look now.”
    She opened her eyes
and helped him back to the bed, laying him down on it. Grabbing the towel off
the table, she wet it and cleaned his hands, relieved he hadn’t told her off
for her drunken behavior. She almost smiled, but refrained, knowing he’d
probably question her over it. Still, she was pleased the tensions between them
had eased.
    “You can sleep next
to me if you wish,” he said. “Just don’t touch me sexually.”
    “Of course I won’t,”
she replied, feeling a little annoyed he thought she would. “And why do you
have such a complex, especially since your cock is constantly hard.”
    He grimaced. “I don’t
have sex with women.”
    Her eyebrows shot up.
“You’re gay?”
    “No, I’m celibate!”
    She held her hands
up. “ Whoa , you don’t need to bite my head off. Your wording confused
me.”
    He exhaled and wiped
his face. “I’m sorry. Not eating for days has worn me out.”
    “Then, go to sleep.”
    He nodded and turned
over, falling asleep within minutes.
    Facing away from him,
she lay down on the bed, her gaze fixing on the viewing-window. Nikita was standing
behind it, watching her through the glass. “Do you know if I’m going to be set
free?”
    “It’s looking likely,”
Nikita replied over the intercom. “Jagger has started to capitulate to my
master’s demands.”
    Although she felt
sorry for her sister’s boyfriend, her relief was greater. “What about Sasha?”
    “What about him?”
    “Will the Black
Russian ever let him go?”
    Nikita shook his
head. “Feed him, look after him, be nice to him, because once you leave the
cell, he won’t ever know kindness again.”
     

 
     
    7
    ANDRIENA
    Andriena woke to find
Sasha lying next to her, staring at her mouth, looking like he wanted to devour
it. Feeling self-conscious, she bit her bottom lip, making his gaze snap up to
hers. A flush of red hit his cheeks. She smiled, no longer feeling
self-conscious, his embarrassment amusing her. He scrunched up his nose, looking
like he was going to tell her off for smiling. Or maybe he was going to fabricate
an excuse for staring.
    Before he could, she cut
him off. “How long did I sleep for this time?” she asked, wanting to defuse the
situation before he provoked an argument.
    “Overnight,” he
answered, glancing at the table. “They brought us breakfast.”
    She didn’t move, more
interested in looking at his stunning face, the dark rings under his eyes now
gone. Not only that, her fear of him was weakening by the day, his peace
offering more than making up for his nasty behavior.
    Her eyes lowered to
his lips, contemplating kissing them. Wanting to. Aching to. The man a
temptation spread out before

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