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My interest in Lilli hasn’t weakened and I love her body still flush against mine. If anything, the urge to stretch my limbs is too great, but I don’t want to disturb the moment.
She smells so good. She is perfect for me, and I am desperate to sample every inch of her. Will she taste as good as she looks? I already know my answer to that.
I allow my fingers to drift over her curves, and she sighs in her sleep. It’s a sound that mesmerizes me. I travel to the soft curve of her breast, the lingerie acting as an unwanted barrier, but I leave it in place. I wasn’t lying when I told her she would beg for me first. I want her to want this as much as I do.
I kiss her neck. It’s too damn tempting not to, and she sighs and snuggles further back into me. I can’t see her, it’s too dark for that, but I’m aware of every breath in her body. Every sound, every flutter of her heart. It’s as if an angel has fallen from heaven into my outstretched arms and I don’t know what to do about it. Do I give her back, return to sender, untouched, unspoilt and as pure as she arrived, or do I corrupt, destroy and conquer? Tear the innocence away and roll it into a ball as I toss it into hell. Will I ruin this woman? Do I want to?
She stirs as I lick her back, too tempting to ignore and she stiffens in my arms and hisses sleepily, “What are you doing?”
“Go to sleep.” I murmur and she tries to pull away and hisses, “So you can maul me without my knowing. You’re such a creep.”
If anything, it makes me laugh softly against her neck and rather than waste this opportunity, I spin her around and push her legs open with mine and, as I crush her body, I hold her arms in one hand above her head.
“Please.” Her voice shakes and tears glisten in the dusky light. “Please don’t.”
“Don’t what?”
I stroke her face with my free hand and her lower lip trembles as she whispers, “I’ve, well, I don’t…”
“What, baby?” I whisper against her lips and my hand drifts lower, cupping her breast that strains against the fabric covering it.
“Please, I’m not, well, um, experienced.”
“But I am.” I whisper against her lips, biting down on her lower lip and groaning at the flavor of perfection. I want her so badly, my cock is hard and demanding entrance as it hovers at the gates of heaven and her tears spill onto my cheeks as she whispers, “I’m a virgin.”
Fuck!
I freeze because I wasn’t expecting that and for a moment I wonder if she is playing me to stop this from happening. However, something about her nerves, her embarrassment and her fear tells me she’s speaking the truth and I feel like the biggest bastard alive as I roll off her and say with regret, “I’m sorry, baby, I thought…”
“That I would be up for it.” Her voice is laced with anger, and she sits up, her long hair spilling down over her breasts as she drags her knees to her chest.
“Just let me go, Mikhail. I don’t belong in your world. Please.”
Her voice shakes and, if anything, it’s the sweetest thing I have ever heard. An innocent angel in the wrong place at the wrong time, but the trouble is, she holds the answers I seek, and I will never let her go. Her virginity may have saved her from one experience she definitely doesn’t need, but I must keep her to discover the identity of the woman I seek. She knows more than she’s letting on and so I sigh and say gruffly, “You have my word I won’t touch your virginity. But I won’t let you go.”
“Why not?” There’s a certain kind of relief in her voice that has made her relax a little and I growl, “Because you may be just what I need to discover who killed my father.”
“How?” Her soft gasp makes me sit up and face her, and I reach out and hold her face between my hands as I stare deep into her eyes. “Because you have a story I need to hear, and if it’s what I think it is, you are exactly the person I need to unlock the identity of Iris Mahoney.”
CHAPTER 14
LILLI
One minute I thought he was about to rape me and the next he tells me he won’t touch me, but I’m still his prisoner. I am so confused, and I don’t have a clue how I can help him with this.
I’m glad it’s dark in here so he can’t see my face. I lied to him, and I am just coming to terms with what that means.
He wants my story, but I’m not ready to tell it. However, it may be the only way out of this mess for me.
The silence is sitting between us like a guest who thinks they should leave but doesn’t know whether to go or not.
His voice echoes through the darkness.
“Why did you want to kill Carter?”
Maybe it’s the darkness that is strangely protecting. Perhaps it’s because I hope he can help me with that, I whisper, “He broke my sister.”
“How?”
