Ivan's Lover

11

Mila bites her bottom lip as Kate talks to her as she read her magazine. Mila swings around in her rotation chair. Honestly, she didn't want to go to work today. But she missed yesterday and couldn't afford to miss another day.

"So I was thinking about going to the store today. You wanna come with?"

"I don't know."

"If you don't then let me show you what I'm trying to buy. Be right back." Kate says leaving Mila's cubicle.

Mila goes on her phone and looks down at her phone. She thought of ordering pizza for lunch but she honestly just wanted something simple like a sandwich. Mila looks up at her phone and jumps seeing Ivan.

"How do you everyone knows where I work?"

Ivan chuckles as he walks over to her. He looks down at her and tsk. He takes off his coat and put it on the back of her chair.

"Are you wearing my hoodie?" He asks her.

"Yes, you left it over at my house," Mila says. She looks down at his hands to see him holding a bag. "You bought lunch?"

"It's just a burger-"

"I haven't had a burger in weeks." Mila gasp grabbing the bag.

Ivan pulls Mila up. He places the bag beside her computer and lets his hands grip her hips. She let her hands grip his biceps.

"Someone going to see-"

"You worry too much." He smirks leaning close to her.

Before she can open her mouth he places his lips on hers. His soft lips meet hers. Mila wraps her arms around his neck as she deepens the kiss. His tongue finds its way into her mouth. He pushes Mila back to the counter and wraps one of her legs around his waist.

They fight over dominance which Ivan wins. He bites her bottom lip making her sigh softly in his mouth.

"So this the shirt- oh wow."

Mila immediately pulls away as her eyes snap to Kate. Ivan licks his lips, and almost in annoyance, he turns to Kate. Mila moves away from Ivan and clears her throat.

"What shirt?" Mila asks feeling her cheeks heat up.

"He's the guy in your ph-"

Mila cut Kate off while her eyes widen. "Goodbye, Kate."

"Ugh fine, but I'm calling you later," Kate affirm before leaving.

Mila sighs loudly. Ivan reaches for her hand and pulls her back to him.

"When are you off?" He question.

"Eight forty-six."

"Good, I'm taking you over to my place."

"Ivan-"

"I'll pick you up later." He quickly notifies her.

He places a quick kiss on her lips. He grabs his coat and leaves out the cubicle. Mila sighed sitting down on her chair.

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Ivan blows the cloud of smoke out his mouth. Mila lay down on the couch. Ivan crushes his cigarette bud in the ashtray before picking up Mila. She groans as he carries her away from the couch.

"I was watching something."

Ivan carry her to his room which was down the hallway past the living room. He opens the only door and drops Mila down. She examines his room.

It was simple. A black king-size bed. A dresser to the far right. His closest door opened revealing his clothes hung up on the rack. The doors are mirrors. A nightstand beside his bed with a white lamp on it. She notice that his room didn't have any pictures or paintings. Nothing hung up on his wall.

Ivan sits beside her and plays with the ends of her hoodie.

"How was your day?" Ivan asks her.

"It was fine, how about yours?" Mila ask back as she lay down on his bed.

"Boring for the most part." He mumbles.

He hovers over Mila and lets his finger trail down her neck.

"Let me take you somewhere." He whispers to her.

"Like... on a date?"

Ivan tilts his head to the side. Mila let her hand touch his neck tattoo.

"Yeah, a date. Where do you want to go to?"

Mila let out a big breath. "It doesn't matter."

"Well, when I find where I'll let you know." He tells her.

He moves away from her and takes off his shirt. Mila's fake gasp dramatically catches his attention. His hands stop at the zipper of his pants.

"Are we about to have our first cuddle?" She asks placing her hand over her heart.

Ivan laughs as he pulls down his pants and kicks them to the side.

"I don't cuddle."

"It's nothing sexual or anything."

"That's the problem." He mutters.

Mila hit his chest giggling before standing up. Ivan lay down on his bed and let his eyes wander to Mila. She takes her socks off and proceeds to take off her sweatpants. Ivan's eyes darken when he sees the lace red underneath.

Mila take off the hoodie revealing her matching bra and lay down beside him. She turns to face him and lets her arm wrap around him. He pulls Mila on him and pulls one of her legs over him. He lay on his back and yawn quietly.

His hand finds its way to her back where he draws circles. Tingles travel down her spine. She bites her bottom lip and look out the window. Mila rests her head on his chest and let her eyes flutter.

"Goodnight." She mumbles.

"Goodnight."