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A deep rumble of appreciation vibrates up his chest as I settle on top of him, bringing us to eye level. When his hands find my hips, I seem to lose all sense of self-restraint. Pressing my body against his broad, solid chest, I capture his lips with ravenous need.
His fingers press urgently into my soft flesh, pulling my hips more firmly against his. Breaths gasp between us as my body rolls instinctually, seeking friction as my attraction takes control.
I don’t care that we’re in the back seat of a car or that we’re two doors down from my family home. I need Mishka as desperately as I needed him the first time—more, even, when I think about what it was like to be intimate with him.
Collecting the fabric of his cream-colored Henley, I pull it up over his abs and chest. He helps by sitting forward slightly, releasing my hips and raising his arms to let me strip off his shirt.
An unladylike groan escapes me as his perfectly sculpted arms and torso come into view, and he chuckles as I lean in to kiss the horned demon that leers from his chest. My shirt goes next as he guides it out of my shorts and slips the loose fabric over my arms and head.
“Tak chertovski seksual’no,” he growls as he openly admires my lace-clad breasts.
So damn sexy.
My breath catches in my lungs, and I crush my lips to his, my hands flat on his chest as I throb inside my shorts. It doesn’t hurt that we’re pressed so close together, I can feel his hard length through his jeans.
The air around us quickly heats as Mishka’s hands splay across my bare back, squishing my breasts between us as his fingers find the clasp for my bra. He flicks it open effortlessly and guides the straps down my arms, then slowly drags the fabric from between us as he continues to hold me close.
Something about the scrape of lingerie as he removes the last barrier between us drives me absolutely wild. Wrapping my arms around his neck, I comb my fingers into his hair, tipping his head back as I stroke my tongue deep inside his mouth.
Mishka groans, his hands kneading my back, my waist, my ass as he explores every inch of me. Then he wraps one strong arm around my hips, and before I know what’s happening, he’s flipped me onto my back so I’m lying along the back seat.
His hips pin me down, spreading my thighs as he grinds against me, awakening a sinful hunger deep inside my body.
“How are you so damn irresistible?” he rasps.
But he doesn’t give me time to answer before he’s kissing me once more. Ragged breaths part my lips as he shifts his attention to my neck. And slowly, tantalizingly, he nips and sucks his way down my throat and past my collarbone to my chest.
He takes his time there, palming each breast, his hands covering them more perfectly than any bra I’ve ever owned. As he kneads one, his lips find my other nipple and he sucks it firmly into his mouth.
I try to keep it down, but the burst of pleasure that rocks through me has me crying out. One hand flies up to brace against the door as my other hand seeks his shock of dark hair that’s always falling into his captivating eyes.
Tugging lightly at the roots, I want to give him a hint of the pleasure he’s drawing from me with his expert touch.
“That feels so good,” I murmur, my eyes sinking closed as I revel in the warmth of his lips, the sharp thrill of his teeth as they lightly pinch my taut nub.
Mishka practically purrs, then he releases me with a Pop. “You made me feel good earlier. I think it’s only fair if I return the favor.”
My stomach quivers as his lips start to trail lower, tracking a line past my belly button as his fingers get to work removing my shorts. He drags them down my hips with a forceful jerk, rocking my body as he releases a surge of arousal from my core.
I’m naked except for my shoes in the next instant, my panties coming off with my shorts as Mishka rocks back onto his haunches. I look down the length of my body at him and shiver as his expressive eyes take in my entire body for the first time.
“You’re so beautiful,” he rasps.
Gripping one of my ankles, he brings it up to his lips and slowly licks and kisses his way up my calf to my thigh. Hooking my knees over his broad shoulders, Mishka dips his head to lick the seam of my folds.
“Oh, God!” I gasp, my hips jerking up against his lips as my excitement skyrockets.
Strong hands grip my thighs, holding me in place as his tongue strokes the length of my slit, lapping up my juices. Fizzling relief bubbles through my core, making my clit throb. My pulse roars in my ears as my euphoria builds.
Whimpering mewls escape my lips as I try to be quiet, aware that any passerby could notice us if I’m not careful. Still, I can’t find it in me to stop what I’ve started. It feels too good. And Mishka’s so agonizingly sexy. I want the image of his face buried between my thighs burned into my brain forever.
“I’m gonna come!” I gasp as the throbbing ball of tension threatens to snap like a rubber band.
Mishka hums like I just told him a master chef has made us a home-cooked meal, and the vibration of his lips against my clit is all it takes. Biting my lips to muffle my cry, I fall apart in his arms. Shuddering with the force of my release, I ride the waves of pleasure that ripple through my body.
Clit twitching against his lips, pussy aching with the need to be filled, I orgasm hard and fast, my excitement gushing from me to coat my already-slick folds.
Mishka raises his head, his eyes alight with desire as he wipes my arousal from his chin.
