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She’s off the bike and on her feet. For being such a small thing, she can move fast.
“These.” She pulls out a wad of paper from beneath her shirt. My shirt. The sight of my sleeves rolled back to reveal her slight forearms and the sides hanging open to show the sexy dip between her breasts reminds me just how fragile of a flower she is despite her will to fight.
My attention drops to the papers she is shaking in front of my face. My casino and bar’s names are along the top.
“What exactly do you think you have?”
She tucks a wayward lock of hair behind an ear. The move is unconscious but tells me she’s nervous as hell. “Proof you’re dirty, Russian.” Those plump lips press into a flat kissable line. Moonlight hits her at just the right angle to make her appear like a warring angel. All the white hair needs to be in my hands.
I give her a stone-cold stare and she tries her hardest to give it right back before those eyes fall to my chest. Damn, she is adorable when she thinks she’s right. I throw my leg over the seat and step toward her. I tower over her but she’s not backing down. The fight in her roars to life but I see her weight shifting from foot to foot. She’s trying to analyze whether she can outrun me.
I quietly dare her to try.
“Jesus fucking Christ. This woman.” I look skyward but I’m not going to find the heavenly amount of patience I need up there.
I stab my fingers through my hair and take a deep breath. I frown at her walking backward from me.
“Where do you think you’re going?”
I won’t let her warranted fears get between us. I do that and I might as well kiss the job I need for her to do goodbye.
Two steps and I have her and the papers. The ones Riot doctored to hide the eighteen point five million dropped on her purchase and Avery’s. I snatch the papers and snap open my Zippo. Seconds later I step over the smoldering pile of dying embers at my feet.
I’m in her face and I don’t let her gaze fall to my feet. I take her chin in hand and drag those pretty blues back to level on me. She needs to hear this loud and clear. “You want your sister; it’s my way. You have a hard time trusting. I get that, but you’ll have to start at some point. But there’s no way in hell I’ll take the fall for something I am working to stop.”
Her lower lip trembles.
“No! My sister is not part of your games of power or whatever the hell you mafia people do to make all that money. Given the last few days, I have a pretty good idea of how low you worms will slither.”
Balled fists lay into me and I take the blows of anger. “Get it out. Take what you need.” When she looks ready to crumble I pick her up and sprawl her over the seat of my bike, belly down, ass up.
I reach around and release the button on her pants; the zipper cranks around my hand as I ease my fingers under the band of her panties.
She wiggles and tries to push off the bike, but I grip her hips and hold her in place. Nails claw at the leather and I just add her offenses to my list of punishments. I grab the band of her jeans and pull until I see the creamy skin of her ass in the moonlight. Fucking beautiful.
“Ares!”
Wide blue eyes track me raising a hand. She knows what I’m about to do and I can see the excitement glistening in her eyes.
I bring my hand down with a smack on her bare ass cheek. She shrieks, gasps, and gives me a sweet little shudder I’m damn sure she thinks I don’t catch. That’s all I need. I yank up the ends of her shirt and trail my finger down her spine. There are no words for the delicate beauty she holds.
I deliver another smack and rub at the burn. On the other hand, juices drench my fingers. I swirl a pad over her nub and deliver another blow. She moans, thrusts her ass into my palm.
“There’s no escape, Nova. I’m not stopping until you acknowledge you’re mine.”
“Never!”
I grin. I love her fire.
“Keep it up and I’ll be spanking this ass again and again instead of fucking it.” I tug on the band of her jeans and lower the material further down her delicious curves. I glide my palm over both cheeks and let her feel how hard she has me through the denim of my jeans.
I stroke the thickness of my erection against her ass and her hips have a mind of their own. They move over me looking for what I have to give.
Her pretty gaze swings around again and I swear to God those eyes, this body, I could die right now and be a happy man.
“I don’t belong to anyone. And I’ve done nothing to you.”
“We will see about that. You left damage in your wake back at the compound. You left my protection. You put yourself at risk of getting killed.” My fingers tighten into the flesh of her ass with each punishable crime she committed and that little mouth of her releases a beautiful gasp.
