Page 57 of Savage Little Lies

This kiss feels like ecstasy. And vindication. I knew that she wanted me more than she was letting on.

I back her up toward the desk, my hands roaming over her body to appreciate the curves of her figure. It’s taking everything in me not to rip her clothes off.

Cara wraps her arms around my neck as I grab the back of her thighs and lift her onto the desk. She exhales shakily when I step between her open thighs, making her skirt slide up closer to her waist.

Heat rolls through me, working me up even more as we meld together. I can’t get enough of her sweet taste. Her soft figure. Her perfect sounds.

I want all of her.

I reach around and grab her ass, pulling her flush against me to grind our hips together, letting her feel what she does to me.

The friction makes her dig her nails into the back of my shoulders, a breathless moan leaving her lips. That sound suddenly makes her eyes jolt open like she’s been snapped out of a dream.

“Dmitri…hold on. S-stop,” Cara breathes out as she pushes me back so that she can squeeze her thighs together. She takes a deep breath, looking as beautiful as ever with flushed cheeks and messy hair.

“You really want me to stop?” I ask, watching the way that she rubs her thighs together. She’s just as turned on as I am.

Cara hesitates for a moment, but she then swallows hard and nods. “I can’t do this with you. You’re engaged!”

“Not yet, I’m not. And we already crossed a line,” I reply. I don’t get closer, though. I’m already on the cusp of losing her.

Cara gives me a pointed look before slipping off the desk. She adjusts her hair and clothes and lifts her chin. “You have a wedding announcement coming up, whether it’s official or not yet. That’s what’s stopping me. This, kissing you, was a mistake.”

“Really? A mistake?” I question her. She can lie to my face all she wants, but I can see right through her. She wants me, but she thinks she has to stick with her morals that don’t apply here.

I’m not in love with Annika. She isn’t in love with me. We’re only getting married as a business arrangement. I’ve never even kissed her. If I had, I know it wouldn’t come close to how fucking good it felt kissing Cara.

So, why can’t she see that nothing wrong is being done?

“Yes, it was a mistake,” Cara says firmly before grabbing one of the clasp envelopes off my desk. “I’m going to get these signed by Mr. Nelson. I’ll be back later, sir.”

In the blink of an eye, I’m sir again.

“You’re really going to leave? Just like that?” I ask her, a sting of pain filling my chest. I’m so damn hung up on her, but she can just brush me off and walk away like she’s not even affected.

Maybe she has turned me into a damn fool.

“I need to get back to work. You were right. I should be productive while on company time,” Cara says as she holds the clasp envelope against her chest, her eyes locking with mine. She could’ve been out the door by now. Yet, she’s lingering here.

“We were being productive,” I reply, catching a hint of an amused smile on her face.

Cara shakes her head. “We were doing something that we shouldn’t have been doing together.”

“Did you not like it?” I ask in a quiet, teasing voice as I step closer to her.

Cara lifts her hand and places it on my chest to keep me from coming any closer. Her thumb subtly brushes against the groove of my pec through my shirt, her breathing slowing down a little as she stares at my chest. “No, I did.”

“You have better self-control than me. All I can think about is bending you over my desk,” I tell her as I lean closer to her ear. “And making you scream my name.”

Cara’s lips subtly part as her breathing hitches. Her hand on my chest grows more relaxed, allowing me to shift closer by a few centimeters. “Dmitri…”

“It sounds so good when you say my name,” I tell her.

Cara breathes in sharply and lifts her head, her narrowed eyes piercing mine. “Dmitri, no.”

I frown as she draws away from me, leaving me cold and unsatisfied. I can feel what she wants, but she’s so damn stubborn. She’s told me multiple times to choose what I want, but she won’t take her own advice.

She’s a hypocrite and a goddamn tease. And I want her more than I’ve ever wanted anything in my life.