My Russian Billionaire Boss 🔐| Part 19: Let Me Take Care Of You, Viktor (Patreon)

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I stayed on my knees, hands still resting on his thighs, and realized I would do anything for this man.

Viktor looked down at me with those gray eyes that had always been so controlled. Tonight they were raw and exhausted. I did not wait for him to speak. I simply reached up and slowly unbuckled his belt. The leather slid through the loops with a quiet whisper. I opened his trousers and freed him. He was already half hard, heavy and warm in my palm. I leaned in and pressed a soft kiss to the base of his cock, then another higher up, taking my time.

“Let me take care of you,” I whispered against his skin. “I am right here. You don’t have to carry this alone.”

I took his cock into my mouth slowly. No rush. No teasing. Just long, gentle strokes of my tongue and the warm heat of my throat. I kept my eyes lifted the entire time, watching his face. His hand slid into my hair, not guiding, just holding on as if I were the only steady thing left in his world. I felt him grow fully hard against my tongue. I sucked him deeper, slow and worshipful, letting my lips slide all the way down until my nose brushed the dark hair at his base.

Viktor’s breath hitched. His fingers tightened in my hair. “Kai,” he breathed, voice cracking on my name.

I pulled back just enough to kiss the head of his cock, then took him in again, slower this time. I let my hands stroke his thighs, feeling the muscle tremble under my palms. Every movement was careful. Every flick of my tongue was meant to say the same thing: I have you. I am not going anywhere.I sucked him with long, steady pulls, humming softly around him so he could feel the vibration. His hips twitched once, but he did not thrust. He simply let me love him with my mouth.

I whispered between licks, lips brushing the wet head of his cock. “Let me take care of you, Viktor. Breathe. I am right here.”

He moaned my name again, low and broken. The sound sent heat straight through me. I took him deeper, throat relaxing, eyes never leaving his face. I wanted him to see me. I wanted him to feel how much I meant every word. His hand stayed gentle in my hair, thumb stroking my lips like I was something precious. The office was quiet except for the wet sounds of my mouth and the ragged edge of his breathing.

I felt the moment his thighs started to shake. His cock pulsed against my tongue, hard and leaking. I sucked him a little deeper, a little slower, giving him everything I had. Viktor’s head fell back against the chair. His eyes fluttered shut for a second before they opened again and locked on mine.

“Kai,” he gasped, voice raw. “Fuck… Kai.”

He did not come yet. He just held on, breathing hard, letting me carry him right to the edge and keep him there. I kept going, gentle and steady, pouring every ounce of reassurance I felt into every slow slide of my lips and tongue. I wanted him to feel safe. I wanted him to feel wanted. I wanted him to know that no matter what Irina had or what the board might do, I was still here on my knees for him. I was still here to love him.

After a long time, I felt his body start to relax under my hands. The tension in his thighs eased. His fingers loosened in my hair. I pulled off slowly, kissing the head of his cock one last time before I sat back on my heels and looked up at him.

Viktor’s eyes were dark and glassy. His chest rose and fell quickly. He reached down, cupped my face with both hands, and pulled me up. I rose from my knees and let him guide me until I was straddling his lap in the big office chair. I quickly pushed my boxers down my thighs and kicked them aside. Now we were both half naked, skin to skin. His rock hard cock nestled hot and heavy between my cheeks, resting there without pushing inside.

Viktor pulled me closer until our chests pressed together. He wrapped his arms around my waist and kissed me slowly and deeply. The kiss went on and on, unhurried, full of everything we had not yet said out loud. His tongue slid against mine, gentle and warm. I melted into him, arms around his neck, fingers threading through his dark hair. We stayed like that for a long time, just kissing and holding each other in the quiet glow of the night, his cock nestled between my cheeks, our hearts beating against one another.

Viktor shifted beneath me. His hands slid down to my hips and lifted me just enough. I felt the blunt head of his cock press against my hole, hot and insistent. He pushed in slowly, stretching me open with a gentleness that made my breath catch. I whimpered softly against his mouth as he filled me completely, the thick length sliding home until I was seated fully on him.

“I need you, Kai,” he whispered, voice low and rough against my lips. “Not just for the job. Not just for the code. I need you.”

I hummed in answer, stroking his face with both hands, thumbs brushing over his cheekbones. I kissed him again, slow and deep, while I began to move. My hips rolled in lazy circles, taking his cock in and out with unhurried strokes. His cock thrust lazily inside me, deep and steady, every slide sending warm sparks through my body. I watched his face the entire time. His gray eyes stayed locked on mine, wide and vulnerable, like he was letting me see every crack in the armor he had worn for years.

“I am right here, Viktor,” I murmured between kisses. “I am not going anywhere.”

He groaned softly, hands tightening on my hips as I picked up a little more control. I rode him slowly, rising and sinking on his cock, feeling every thick inch drag along my walls. The office chair creaked quietly beneath us. I kept one hand on his face, stroking his jaw, his cheek, the corner of his mouth, while the other braced on his shoulder. His eyes never left mine. Every thrust was slow and deep, intimate in a way we had never been before.

“I want you, Kai,” he breathed, voice breaking on my name. “I want this. I want us.”

I leaned down and kissed him again, swallowing his words, my tongue sliding against his as I rolled my hips in a smooth rhythm. His cock throbbed inside me, hot and full. I could feel the way his body trembled beneath mine, the way his breath hitched every time I took him to the hilt. This was the same man who had made me beg in the Seattle suite, the same man who had pinned me against glass and fucked me like he owned me. Yet right now he was completely open, completely mine, letting me ride him slow and gentle while he whispered things I had never imagined hearing from him.

Seeing him so vulnerable made something inside me crack wide open. I was falling for him harder than I had ever fallen for anyone. He was no longer the dominant man I had once been ready to submit to without question. He was a man who had been heartbroken not once but twice, a man carrying the weight of old love and old mistakes, and I was not going to let anything or anyone take him from me.

I held his face with both hands and kissed him deeply, pouring everything I felt into it. “I am going to make sure nothing happens to you, Viktor,” I whispered against his lips. “Don’t worry. I will figure this out. We will figure this out together.”

He moaned into my mouth, hips lifting to meet mine. His thrusts became a little deeper, a little more desperate, but still so slow and intimate. I rode him through it, clenching around him, stroking his face, kissing him between every broken breath. His eyes stayed locked on mine the entire time, raw and open and full of something that looked a lot like love.

“I don’t want to lose you too,” he whispered, voice cracking as his rhythm faltered.

That was all it took. He came hard inside me, pulsing deep and warm, filling me with long, shuddering pulses. I kept moving slowly, milking every last drop from him while I kissed him through it. Relief washed over his face, his body going limp beneath me. We stayed joined like that, foreheads pressed together, breathing hard into each other’s mouths. His cock still twitched inside me, warm and spent. My own release was close but I did not chase it. This moment was not about me finishing. It was about giving him everything he needed.

I listened to his heartbeat under my ear and realized I had never been more sure of anything in my life. This was no longer about AetherLynx or Volkov Security or even the archive that threatened to destroy him. This was about Viktor. The man beneath me. The man I had fallen so deeply in love with that I would follow him into the past, into the fire, into anything if it meant keeping him safe.

I stayed on his lap, forehead pressed to his, our breaths mingling, and knew I would do whatever it took to protect the man who had once blackmailed me into his world. Because somewhere along the way he had become my world too.Even if it meant I had to make decisions I might regret. Even if it meant reaching out to someone from his past behind his back. Even if it meant risking everything and letting it backfire against me. I did not care. I would find a way to make sure Viktor did not lose the empire he had built with his own hands, his own blood, his own broken heart. I would do whatever was necessary so that the man trembling beneath me right now did not have to face another loss.

I brushed my thumb across his cheek, feeling the faint dampness where his tears had dried. His cock was still buried deep inside me, warm and softening, and I clenched gently around him just to remind him I was still here. Still his.

“I have you,” I whispered against his lips. “No matter what comes next, I have you.”

Viktor exhaled shakily and pulled me closer, arms wrapping tight around my waist as if he were afraid I might vanish. We stayed like that for a long time, joined and breathing together, the city lights far below us glittering like distant stars. I closed my eyes and let the weight of my decision settle in my chest. I would protect him. I would fix this. Even if it cost me everything in the end.

Because for the first time in my life, I understood what it meant to love someone more than I loved my own safety. And that someone was Viktor Volkov.

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My Russian Billionaire Boss 🔐| Part 20: The Weight of What I Must Do

Author’s Note

Whew.

That was a heavy one, wasn’t it?

After everything Viktor just laid bare, I thought Personal Trainers deserved something special — a private look inside his head right after the sex in the office.

So, immediately after this chapter, Personal Trainers get an extra bonus scene written from Viktor’s point of view. It’s raw, intimate, and shows exactly what he’s feeling in the quiet moments after Kai has taken care of him. No major plot spoilers, no new secrets revealed… just a deeper, more vulnerable peek at the man we’ve all been falling for.

Gym Buddies, don’t worry — the main story picks up first thing tomorrow morning with Episode 20, right where we left off. This bonus is purely an extra treat for Personal Trainers who want to slip into Viktor’s skin for a little while.

Thank you for riding this rollercoaster with me. Your support means everything.

Now go enjoy Viktor’s side of the night… I think you’re going to like what you find.My Russian Billionaire Boss 🔐 | Bonus Episode 2: The Man In My Arms (🍑PT Exclusive)

See you in the next chapter,

— Troy