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I gaze up at him sleepily. “Me being asleep hasn’t stopped you before,” I giggle. “Funny. I didn’t add somnophilia to my request list.” He smiles gently, his face troubled as I cup his jaw and ask. “What’s wrong?”
“Work.”
I swallow hard, needing to get more of the woman from last night off my chest. “I was jealous when I saw Claudia all over you.”
“I know. I’m glad you put her in her place.”
“Why was she putting her hands on you when you’re broken up?”
He chuckles, his mouth moving down to my clavicle. “Because she won’t take no for an answer.”
“What did she want?”
“What she always wants. But she’s not getting it.”
I squeeze my eyes shut. There will always be women chasing after Khristian; he attracts female attention.
“Morgan handed me a shot and then I summoned the courage to come over and stop her manhandling you. You looked uncomfortable.”
His eyes look almost gray in this light. Haunted. “I doubt you need liquor, Imogen. You’re a remarkably strong, confident woman without it.”
“I never thought I was a jealous person until you came along.”
“I don’t mind that. I’d say we’re equally matched in that department.”
“We need to talk about what you said earlier.”
He nestles between my legs, his hardened cock resting on my lower belly. “About me falling in love with you? Or the fact I can’t keep my hands off you? Or all of the above?”
“Yes, all of it. I’m confused about what it means for us, Khristian.”
“I’d like to say I know,” he says. “But I’m on dangerous ground, Krasavitsa. You came into my life unexpectedly, and here we are. I’ll be honest with you — I wanted you to work for me firstly because I wanted you around. So I could see you every second of every day. The idea that anyone else would get to see you all day and not me, it didn’t sit well. Then when I read your resume and saw how passionate you were about Cartier, I wanted that for my store. I wanted someone fresh faced and enthusiastic. For once in my life I put someone else before myself.”
“And you don’t often do that?” I smile.
“Not often. I’m a businessman and a successful CEO. I have a certain reputation to uphold. My father, my associates and the board expect highly of me, and I have to deliver. But you make me smell the roses, Imogen. You make me want to stop and remind myself how I can be a better man.”
My breath hitches in my chest. “I can’t fight this any longer,” I whisper.
He moves his hand to his cock and then lines up to my entrance, sliding in slowly as I close my eyes, letting him fill me.
“Then don’t.” He slides out, then in again, agonizingly slow.
“I love what you do to me.”
His lips twitch. “I’ve never been afraid of anything, not since…” he trails off. Shaking his head, he pauses his ministrations. “You’re the only thing I’ve cared about in such a long time. I don’t want anyone to take you away from me.”
Tears well in my eyes. “I’m right here, Khristian.”
“You are now, but nobody knows what the future holds. And I admit, that scares the fuck out of me.”
His vulnerability makes him the sexiest man I’ve ever met. For him to openly share that with me makes my heart sing.
“It scares me too, but we have something. I feel it with every beat of my heart. I won’t let you fall, I promise.”
His lips move over mine as I grip his ass, wanting him to continue. “I love you, my Krasavitsa,” he whispers faintly. “I need you.”
I can smell the faint of whiskey on his breath and I pray that he hasn’t had so much to drink that he won’t remember this tomorrow.
