Page 58 of Savage Little Lies

Cara leaves my office, letting the doors thud shut behind her.

I sigh heavily and go to sink down into my chair, feeling achingly restless. All this pent-up need is killing me, and it’s only gotten worse now that I’ve finally tasted her. Kissed her. Held her.

I want so much more, but I might end up with nothing.

Nothing but a marriage I don’t want and a woman I can’t have.

22

Cara

“Dmitri…”

I push my fingers into his soft hair as he kisses his way down my stomach, his large hands caressing my bare thighs. Heat washes over me, burning hotter and hotter with every light touch of his lips.

“Stop teasing me. You’re driving me crazy,” I breathe out as I tilt my head back in bliss, my body feeling so sensitive to the touch.

His touch.

“Not as crazy as you drive me,” Dmitri assures me as he looks up at me. The next second, his face is buried between my thighs, making my back arch off my bed.

I tighten my grip on his hair as he tastes me, his tongue moving with slow, deliberate strokes. I writhe beneath him as he holds my thighs open, moans spilling from me. The pleasure ramps up with every stroke of his tongue, heat and pressure gathering low in my stomach.

Primed to explode.

“Don’t stop,” I beg him as I get closer and closer to the edge. I’m desperate for release.

His fingers tighten on my thighs as he gives me exactly what I need.

Every muscle in my body tightens as the pleasure starts to crest, the air leaving my lungs. I go to arch my back…but I jolt awake in bed instead, the hazy warmth of the dream fading away into the back of my mind.

“What the hell?” I gasp as I catch my breath, my clothes sticking to me, sweat glistening on my skin.

Teasing Dmitri is torturing me. Now I’m having sex dreams about him?

I bury my face in my hands as I flop back down onto my pillow, my skin still feeling warm and tingly from the intensity of the dream. I’ve felt attracted to him for a while now, but ever since we kissed, that desire has been on overdrive.

I want to kiss him again, to go further. I want to feel his body against mine, his weight pressing down on me.

My heartbeat quickens at the thought as my thighs slowly rub together under the sheets. As badly as I want all those things, I can’t have them. Not until I know that he’s going to cancel the engagement permanently.

I’m getting so damn close to ruining the alliance.

Honestly, I should immediately hit the road once that happens, but maybe I’ll spend one night with him before going. Just to see if he’s as good as the dream version.

I lower my hands and look at the bedroom window of my small temporary apartment. My hopeful thoughts suddenly wane when I realize that it looks brighter than normal when I usually wake up in the morning. My jaw drops when I check my phone on the nightstand.

I never set my alarm! I’m already thirty minutes late for work!

“Oh, shit,” I say as I scramble out of bed and to the bathroom. I tear off my pajamas and stumble into the shower, my heart racing in panic.

I’ve never been late for work, and I really don’t need to be slacking on my job while I’m also keeping him at arm’s length. That’s a recipe for disaster, and if he gets annoyed enough, he might just fire me and ruin my whole plan.

I dry off at the speed of light and deal with my damp hair before I throw on a black sheath dress and matching heels. I’m out of the door in the next two minutes, rushing to get from my apartment to the office building.

I’m a little more than an hour late by the time that I rush out of the elevator, and I feel like a frazzled mess. “Morning.”

Karly looks up at me, her eyes widening. “Maybe you should wait before going in there.”