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He captured my mouth.
CHAPTER4
Suzannah
To say the man could kiss would be a serious understatement. I was thrown by how lightheaded I’d become and so quickly. Even my heart did several somersaults, ending in the pit of my stomach.
The little voice inside my mind reminded me that I was close to having a panic attack, enough so I couldn’t think straight let alone the fact stars had been floating in front of my eyes for almost ten minutes.
However, this was entirely different. This man was totally in control of the situation, acting as if we’d been close for a very long time. He tasted of scotch and firelight, his scent rolling into every cell in my body. Suddenly, all logic and fear were sucked out of me, replaced with a need that could burn down tall buildings.
My savior ground his hips back and forth, allowing me to know just how aroused he’d become. None of this made any sense, but I gathered that was the point. He wanted me off kilter, accepting his dark prowess and unseemly demands. I molded into him perfectly, as if we were created to be together.
And my mind was completely thrown into an erotic abyss, taking me down a cracked path straight into purgatory. I wanted to repeat the mantra in my head how I hated men, but being in his arms, it was impossible.
He was gruff and masculine, taking absolute control of the difficult situation and of me. I was tossed into a flaming wave of unbridled desire, rolling both my hands over his broad shoulders, tangling the fingers of one in his long, shaggy hair, using the other to stroke his back. Just being in his arms left me breathless but the way he dominated my tongue, pushing me to the point of losing all sense of terror was magnificent.
Every sound he made was a deep growl, so throaty that it vibrated deep inside every muscle as white-hot heat coursed through me. He was huge, his body strong and muscular, his jaw sculpted to perfection. The taste of him was exquisite, the infusion of the well-crafted liquor and a hint of whatever peppermint candy he’d consumed. I was suddenly ravenous, more so than I’d been in a long time. I wanted nothing more than to continue kissing him for hours.
As he pushed me against the locked door, grinding against me, I had a sense of how aroused he’d become. He was even more famished than I was.
Sadly, as with all sinful desires, the mesmerizing moment wasn’t meant to last. As he broke the kiss, both of us struggling to breathe, I retracted my arms, pushing my palms against his shoulders.
He pressed his forehead against mine, taking labored breaths. Then he brushed the backs of his knuckles down my side, driving his hand between my parted legs. As he cupped my mound, a single moan escaped, and I was instantly thrown back into reality.
Where I didn’t really want to be.
“What are you doing?” I asked, barely managed to get the words from my throat.
“Taking what I want.” I heard a hint of amusement in his voice as he pushed the heel of his hand against my throbbing mound. I was already wet, my panties damp from the dirty encounter. “You belonged to me the moment I stepped foot on this plane.”
Wow. The arrogance factor was flying high as a kite. Maybe it was the altitude.
For both of us. Hearing his possessive words was a huge turn-on, the musky fragrance of my desire permeating the cramped space. And the ugly truth was I wanted him. I craved something decadent and filthy. He parted my lips again, darting his tongue inside. I arched my back, pressing myself against him and I sensed his satisfaction building.
I knew what I was doing was ridiculous and shameful, especially since I didn’t know his name, but at this moment I wanted to experience being completely reckless and wild. The mystery man seemed to sense my headspace, wrapping a single finger around the thin elastic of my thong. The electric sound of the powerful man snapping his wrist forced a strangled laugh. When he dared bring the lace to his mouth and nose, a warm flush of embarrassment rushed up from my chest, covering my cheeks in a heated wash of electricity.
His eyes sparkled in the dim lighting, a mischievous look keeping my pulse skyrocketing. As he inhaled deeply, I couldn’t take my eyes off the two- or three-day stubble covering his jaw or the way his lips moved in appreciation of my scent.
The moment he pocketed my panties as if keeping them for a souvenir, I remembered the way he’d acted only a few minutes before. God. What the hell was I doing?
“You are a bastard.” I shoved him hard enough that he was pitched backward by the two short feet the lavatory provided. That allowed me enough time to crack my palm across his face. The sound echoed in the dense space, and I was ready to yank the panties from his pocket when he did the unthinkable.
He grabbed my wrist, a single savage yank tossing me against the tiny sink. There was no hesitation on the aggressive man’s part. He yanked up my skirt, exposing my naked backside, immediately bringing his hand to my buttocks. The cracking sound was almost as sharp as the moan issued from deep within my throat.
I was floored, so much so I sputtered a few words then blinked like some wide-eyed deer caught in the headlights. This was insane. “You. You…”
His look shifted closer to a sneer, still controlling, still dark and intense. He brought his hand down again, moving from one side to the other and all I could do was count the rapid beats of my heart.
“You should be careful playing with fire,prekrasna kvitka,” he said in a husky voice little more than a whisper. “Especially when doing so with a man like me.” The ugly mirror over the compact sink reflected the dark smirk he wore. His eyes were stunning, deep and dark, the man allowing me a quick glance into his blackened soul.
“Such a bastard.”
“So you’ve told me. And yet you’re very wet. Tell me. Are you craving what only a disgusting man like me can provide? Do you hunger to wallow in the mud while I fuck you like a wild animal?”
I almost laughed because his words were exciting, pushing my boundaries. “Never.”
“You’re lying, princess, and I don’t see you as a liar. You long for me to shackle your pretty little wrists and fuck you from behind. I think that’s what I might do. Yes, you deserve to be my captive.”
