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‘Lukas, I...’
‘Talk too much?’ He pressed his groin to hers and she made one of those soft feminine noises and bit into her bottom lip.
Unable to think any more, Lukas lowered his head and took her mouth in a searing kiss. No preliminaries, no finesse, just open-mouthed and hot. His tongue stroking over hers.
He felt her surrender in the soft whimpers she made and the way her arms curled around his neck, pulling him down to her. Lukas settled even more of his weight on top of her and registered her satisfied sigh. Registered the way her thighs widened to accommodate his bulk.
He pressed into her, control a lost cause. ‘Eleanore,’ he breathed, unable to think of anything but her.
Eleanore heard herself moan and tried to stop the desperate, needy sound in its tracks but it was impossible. She wanted to feel his mouth firm and hard on her body every time he looked at her and she was heedless to stop the desire that ran through her and burned her hotter than a ceramic kiln.
Lukas was making sounds of his own, deep, guttural sounds, and they made her feel boneless with desire. They made her feel like she was the most beautiful, the most desirable, woman on earth.
Ignoring all the reasons this was not a good idea her brain closed down and gave in to Lukas’s rough lust that felt like exactly what she wanted. Exactly what she needed.
‘Bozhe, Eleanore, you taste so sweet.’ His mouth ate at hers and his hands impatiently caressed over her back, urging her closer, and Eleanore couldn’t stop herself from pressing her aching breasts against his chest. He groaned and she wondered if he could feel the scrape of her hard nipples as pleasurably as she could feel the solid impact of his pectoral muscles.
With her mouth still consumed by his, Eleanore was only dimly aware that he had moved her sweatshirt up her chest. She had put on her best underwear—an antique lace–style set—after her shower and had nearly convinced herself that it wasn’t because she wanted this to happen.
He paused and one finger traced the upper swells of her breasts. ‘I take back what I said before. You’re not beautiful. You’re breathtaking.’
Uncaring of how desperate she seemed Eleanore writhed beneath him and pushed her lower body against his erection. ‘Touch me, Lukas. Please.’
Lukas thought he might explode at her responsiveness and they weren’t even naked yet.
Driven by primal lust he manoeuvred her sweatshirt up over her head and tossed it aside. He looked down at all her creamy skin, the delicate collarbones, the full breasts with their hard crests pushing against the lace of her bra.
Almost reverently he leaned down and stroked his tongue over those tight peaks through the lace and drew her into his mouth. Within seconds it wasn’t enough and he grabbed the lace and yanked it down, groaning his pleasure as he sucked and licked her naked breasts.
This time she practically screamed his name and gripped his hair, massaging his scalp as he worshipped her body.
When her hips started circling upward he knew she was close, and dammit, so was he.
O Bozhe, but he was on fire for her.
‘We need to take this to a bed,’ he growled. ‘But first I have to tell Ivan I don’t need him any more tonight.’
‘Ivan?’
Lukas rose to his feet and lifted her into his arms, striding down the hallway. ‘Da, my driver.’
He laid her on the bed and Eleanore felt the chill of the bedspread beneath her. Lukas reached into his back pocket and pulled his phone out and started punching the keys, his breathing laboured.
‘No, wait!’
Sitting up she grabbed a pillow behind her and covered herself. ‘You can’t send Ivan home. He’ll know.’
He glanced at her impatiently. ‘He’ll know what?’
‘What we’re doing?’
Lukas stilled and the hairs on the back of his neck stood on end. ‘And?’
‘And then everyone will know that we...that we...’
‘That we?’ He raised an eyebrow. Anger was replacing lust at a rapid pace and he wasn’t about to make this easy for her.
She glared at him. ‘Everyone will know that we slept together.’ She said it as if they’d planned to rob a bank and she’d just realised how wrong it was.
‘Last time I heard, it wasn’t a crime for two consenting adults to have sex,’ he said softly.
‘No.’ She wet her lips. ‘But I work with you and...’ She tilted her chin up. ‘And I’m not willing to risk my job over this.’
Lukas couldn’t believe she was serious. ‘You think I’d sack you because we had sex?’
