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I tell myself I can stay away, that I can resist her. But who am I kidding? The need’s too strong, too raw.
Dammit, I want her. And I know, deep down, that it’s a craving I won’t be able to fight much longer.
Coming out of the shower, the cool air pricks at my overheated skin. Fog clings to the bathroom mirror from the heat. My senses snap alert at the sight of a shadow from the corner of my eye.
Blyat! Someone’s here!
Without thinking, my hand reaches out to the top drawer. The familiar cold steel of my gun sits there waiting for me. My heart pounds against my rib cage, anxiety clawing its way up my throat.
Then, the shadow clarifies. A form, a figure, a woman.
“Sophia?” I grunt, my voice filled with disbelief and a hint of annoyance. Her eyes are as big as saucers, her mouth open. Just standing there in my sanctuary, looking like a ghost.
“What the fuck are you doing here?” I demand, lowering my gun slowly. She’s the last person I expected to see. Not after spending days cooped up in my bunker avoiding her, interrogating those bastards who dared to spy on my house. All the while, the thought of her burned at the back of my mind, fueling my rage, my obsession.
“I-I…” Sophia stammers, her eyes wide as they rake over my body. I feel a bolt of heat where her gaze lands – my abs, my chest, the trail of hair leading further down.
My skin tingles under her stare. I can almost feel her touch, as if she’s tracing the path of her gaze with her fingers. It sets my blood on fire. My cock twitches; the towel around my waist is the only thing that shields her from my reaction.
Her cheeks flush a deep shade of red, as if she’s suddenly aware of where her eyes have wandered. It’s a sight that twists something in my gut, a mix of satisfaction and an insatiable desire to see more of that color on her.
Sophia swallows hard, her eyes flicking back up to my face. “I-I came to… I mean,” she stutters, then her eyes snap away, her anger suddenly flaring. “You’re not even decent!” she practically spits out.
I let out a snort, seeing her cheeks reddening even more, her eyes unwillingly darting toward the bulge in my towel.
“Well, krasotka,” I reply, my voice a low rumble. “You are the one who walked in on me.” My gaze drops to her clothes, the conservative nanny outfit that does nothing to hide her tantalizing curves.
I’d much rather see her in something…less.
“Jesus,” I mutter under my breath, raking a hand through my damp hair as I try to control my raging hormones. She’s making it harder.
“I-I am here because you’ve been gone for a long time,” she starts, clearly flustered, her gaze bouncing around the room.
“And that makes it fine to barge into my bathroom?” I shoot back, my eyes aflame with a mix of irritation and desire.
“I… Sorry, they said you were here, and I…” She’s visibly struggling to keep her gaze fixed anywhere but on the rigid tent in my towel.
“And what?” I growl, cutting her off with a smirk. “You thought you would just walk in here while I was showering?”
She stammers again, “I… Yulia’s been…she’s been asking for her brother. Her birthday is this Saturday, and she hasn’t…”
I feel my heart clench at the mention of my sister, but it doesn’t change the situation. My gaze hardens on Sophia. “So, you decided to waltz into my private gym, into my shower? You must have known what you were getting into. This needs some…consequences, wouldn’t you agree, Sophia?”
“I… I didn’t…” she stutters, her face flushes a deeper shade of red.
But before she can finish her lame excuse, I close the distance between us, slamming my lips onto hers.
Christ, I need her.
It’s a primal hunger, a need that’s been gnawing at me since I first laid eyes on her. She gasps into the kiss, her soft body melting against mine. It’s as if every nerve in my body is on fire. I grab her waist, pulling her closer. I want to taste every inch of her, every sweet spot that makes her moan and squirm. My cock throbs at the thought, begging for release.
She returns my kiss, her breaths deep, her desire just as wild as mine.
That’s my girl.
With a swift tug, I pull at the towel around my waist, and it drops to the floor, freeing my cock. Her hand instinctively snakes down my body, making its way to my now-exposed erection. The moment she grips it, a surge of pleasure shoots through me, making me groan. Damn, she has no clue of the effect she’s having on me.
Moving quickly, I pin her against the cool, slick tiles of the wall behind her, my free hand lost in the silk of her hair, my cock rock-hard and pressing into her lower belly. She’s all heat and curves and innocence under my touch, and her soft gasp sends a thrill through me.
