“Or do you mean a known criminal?” Dmitri’s voice drops lower as he comes closer, not a good sign. His shoulders are tight and his eyes have gone dark.
I swallow hard but manage to stay calm. “Yes.”
“So you believe what the cops said?”
“I believe something is going on that you didn’t disclose when I came onboard. I was hired for a corporate law position, not criminaldefense.”
“Can you prove that I do all they accuse me of?” He’s standing directly in front of me, looking down into my face, a velvety menace to his words.
“You haven’t denied it. The truth is, Mr. Smirnov, you’re most likely a mob boss, and I want nothing to do with you, your company, or your illegal business.”
“Is that so?” He leans in close, his gaze flicking between my eyes and my mouth, a hunger there.
“Yes, that’s so.” The words come out breathier than I want them to be, and I take a step back as I open the door wider, motioning that it’s time for him to go.
He moves forward, and for a moment, I think he’s going to listen and leave. But in one smooth movement, he’s slipped my hand from the knob, slammed the door shut, and has me back against it, caged in his arms.
“Look at me.”
My gaze stays glued to his massive chest. “I asked you to leave.”
“No, you gestured in the direction of the door. You could have been showing me your expansive view of the hallway for all I know. Look at me, Clara.”
Despite what my brain is telling me, the rest of me wants to look at him, but I’m afraid to, because I know what I’ll see, and I know I won’t stand a chance when I do.
When our eyes meet, all I can see is the desire, desire that acts like a spark to dry kindling.
“I know you want me to kiss you all over, to taste every inch of your skin, to make sounds come out of that sexy mouth of yours, words you never thought you’d say.”
Jesus, he doesn’t even need to touch me, and I’m already wet, my core tightening, my skin flushed with heat. Because damn it, Idowant that, all of it—immediately.
And Dmitri knows it.
His mouth is on mine in a second—hot, demanding, and ravenous—as hepressesme back against the door. My arms come around his shoulders, my nails digging into his back while his lips burn a trail of fire down my skin, making my pulse pound, a raw ache opening inside of me that only Dmitri can fill.
His hand slips inside my slacks and panties, and as he pushes them down and finds the sensitive place between my thighs, it’s all I can do to cling to him ashisfingers find the exact spot that is begging for attention.
“Tell me you want me to quit. Tell me you want me to leave and never come back. Tell me you want me out of your life.”
I can’t do that, and he knows it. I’m too hungry, too lost in what his fingers are doing to me, that all I can do is moan into his mouth as he captures it again.
His teeth find the nape of my neck, nipping there before speaking Russian into my ear. I’m so turned on I’m grinding against his hand, my nails digging into his back, my gasps turning into moans, and then cries, as he works me until I can’t even think.
My orgasm is explosive, and I cling to him, my pussy clenching around his fingers.
“I thought so.” His grin is predatory, seductive. He has me, and I can’t let go. Knowing that makes me want to scream in frustration, but I also want to scream as he pounds into me over and over until I can’t think about anything but him.
Dmitri has barely slipped his hands out of my pants when I surprise him by jumping up and clamping my legs around his waist. With a deep chuckle, his hands curve around my ass, and he takes me straight to the bedroom.
I can feel that rock-hard bulge pressing into me, and I want it so badly, I’m ready to beg.
“Please. Please, I need you so badly.”
“I like the way you’re asking so nicely.” Dmitri’s grin is mischievous. “Now, make it dirty.”
“I want you to fuck me, fuck me so hard I can’t see straight.” He presses me up against the wall. As his hand works between us, I hear the sound of a zipper and the rustle of fabric before he’s pushing at my entrance.
“I’m going to fuck this nonsense about leaving me right out of you,” he growls. He enters me with one smooth push.
