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As I suck on her lower lip, I reach Nirvana and her entire body shakes as she comes apart under my expert hands.
It’s a miracle to watch. Her long drawn-out sigh of pleasure, her entire body pulsating under my touch. Her eyes are half closed and her lashes flutter, her skin blushing a pretty shade of pink as her heart pushes the blood through her body at speed. The nectar coating my fingers gift me her pleasure and I watch in astonishment as she comes alive in my arms.
She opens up, revealing the perfect untouched center of an angel with none of the hard edges of the ruthless women I usually fuck. Why have I waited so long to unwrap innocence? I should never have denied myself for so long and as she quivers in my arms, something sharpens my resolve. If she thought I was ever letting her go, it’s not happening now. Not now I have held her in my arms and watched her body bend to my will.
Not now I have learned a valuable lesson about protective desire. The mere thought of another man even touching this woman causes the jealous beast inside me to roar. Only me. It will only ever be me all the time I still want her.
She comes back to me with an embarrassed flutter of her lashes and a heightening in her color as she whispers, “What just happened?”
She almost can’t look me in the eye, and I smirk. “I demonstrated how pleasurable it is when the right person touches you.”
“The right person?” Her eyes snap open and she stares at me in confusion.
“You said you didn’t like to be touched.”
“By that woman.” Her eyes widen and it makes me chuckle. “Admittedly, Katerina would never touch you like that. Not without permission, that is.”
“What are you talking about?”
I laugh against her lips. “Katerina is like me in a lot of ways, and our appreciation of fine women is one of our shared hobbies.”
“You mean…” The shock in her eyes makes me laugh out loud. “Yes, little Lilli. My assistant prefers women, which is why we work so well together.”
“Oh.” She blushes again and I lift my finger that is still drenched in desire and trail it across her lips like the most addictive lip gloss.
Then I suck it off, loving the taste of this woman and she gasps, “That is so dirty.”
“Don’t you like it?” I mumble against her pouting lips, and she whispers, “I didn’t say that.”
There is so much I want to do to this woman, I am desperate in fact but I’m guessing that is as much as she can deal with right now and so I pull away and love the clouded disappointment in her eyes and say evenly, “Now for that shower.”
I grip her hand tightly and lead her into my bathroom and she gasps, “You have a seriously good designer. What the hell is this place?”
I glance around at the black marble and glistening gold. The waterfall shower and the wall of mirrors. This is normality for me, and I forget how indulgent it is and I shrug. “You get used to it.”
She clears her throat and shifts on her toes and whispers, “I’m not used to any of this.”
I turn and note her quivering body, flushed with embarrassment as she attempts to cover her breasts with her left hand, while I grip her right one tightly.
With an evil glint in my eye, I pull her hand away and openly stare at her beautiful body as she hisses, “Stop staring. It’s embarrassing.”
I say nothing and drag my eyes the length of her, and she hisses, “I said stop.”
“Why would I tear my eyes away from a work of art?” I say huskily, reaching out to trace her curves with my other hand. She attempts to pull away and I grip her hard and whisper, “I admire fine things. I collect them. I want to admire what I have stolen. To enjoy the thrill of knowing you don’t want me to.”
She replies angrily. “You are just like the rest of them. I thought you were different.”
“The rest of them?”
I arch my brow and she spits, “Carter and Mickey. The men who came to the house and–” She breaks off and a shard of anger cuts me deep as I hiss, “The men who came to the house. Tell me about them.”
“No.” She tries to pull away but there is no way in hell that is going to happen and so I pull her roughly against me and, holding her tight, I whisper in her ear, “I want the truth, all of it. I want every sordid secret you hold, and I want them now.”
“Why?” She sags against me like a doll who was played with too hard and her voice breaks as she whispers, “I can’t.”
I pull back and grip her chin and force her to look at me and snarl, “Your past, present and future is mine, Lilli. I am your worst nightmare now, not anyone or anything else. They only get to you through me, and I am a master at dealing with nightmares. Tell me everything and know nothing can hurt you all the time I stand in their path protecting you. I want it all and I need it now so we can deal with those demons together.”
“Why?” Her lip trembles and a surge of protective instinct powers through my soul and I hiss, “Because your pain is now my pain and I kind of like pain. I understand it and I face it head on and if anyone has hurt you, they are about to learn exactly what that costs.”
