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Stephanie
Raw and very real fear swelled from deep within, paralyzing my muscles momentarily as soon as I recognized his voice. The stranger. My God. I’d told a psychopath exactly what I craved sexually, and he was using the admittance against me. While I hadn’t embellished on the dark hunger that I’d carried with me most of my adult life, I certainly required trust in order to surrender to any man.
As he brushed the tips of his fingers down my arm, I shuddered, a moan slipping past my lips. His hold on my throat remained firm, his fingers digging in with enough pressure I sensed with a snap of his wrist he could break my neck.
But killing me wasn’t his objective.
Fucking me was.
He pressed his cheek against mine as he shifted his palm against my stomach. The hold was possessive, an indication that I wouldn’t be allowed to say no. With a slight shift of his hand, he was caressing me, adding to the pulsing sensations between my legs. Tremors filtered into my muscles, a wave of heat erupting from my core. I was breathless, my heart racing. When he dared to move his hand lower, my legs began to shake.
“Are you afraid of me, Stephanie?”
His hold was firm enough all I could do was nod. The way he nuzzled against my neck was a further indication of the filthy things he had planned. He was hot as hell, a man who appeared to have no conscience, his accent suddenly more pronounced than before. I was purposely allowing myself to dance with danger. I only hoped that after the experience I’d manage to return to a normal life.
Even though I was no longer certain what that meant.
“That’s good. You should be because I plan on ruining you by the end of this night.”
Ruining me. That’s what I’d expected to happen in my professional world, not because of a dark and mysterious stranger who’d called to my most primal needs with a single look.
I shouldn’t want this, not under any circumstances. However, if I had to guess, I’d say he had been encouraged by four well-meaning yet delirious friends to make a little side trip to my room after whatever business he’d handled had been concluded. Did that give me permission to engage in carnal activities with perhaps the sexiest man alive?
There was no rational answer at this point. There was also no real reason not to indulge in my greatest fantasy, at least none I’d wanted to pay attention to before this moment. I was an adult, a big girl who’d barely had sex with her fiancé during the last year. Two years. Time had flown by, weeks turning into months. I deserved a treat, a foray into the forbidden.
He eased his hand further down, a slight gasp leaving my pursed lips. I was already aroused, my nipples pushing hard against the bodice of my dress. As he crawled the material into his fingers, a whimper escaped, the hard pulsing of my heart suffocating. He pressed his lips against my cheek, peppering me with several kisses, a single dart of his tongue. The simple touch caused another blistering explosion of heat between my legs. I couldn’t seem to stop shaking, my ragged breathing audible, a clear indication I was aware I was in way over my head.
“Shush,moya malen’kaya l’vitsa.”
“What did you say to me?”
“My little lioness, although soon enough you will be tamed.”
His statement sent another wave of shivers dancing down my legs, my heart hammering against my chest. When he slid his hand between my legs, cupping my mound, I finally struggled to get out of his hold, the rational side of me attempting to reclaim a portion of my mind.
“Tsk. Tsk. You should already know better than to try and escape me. There is nowhere you can run where I can’t find you.” While he released some pressure, I didn’t try to get away.
For several reasons I found his statement truthful.
And very telling.
He wasn’t who I thought he was, yet his dangerous vibe only added to the excitement. “What do you want?” I managed, although the question was asked out of nervousness.
As the sound of his husky chuckle pulsed in my ears, I felt my legs starting to buckle.
“I think you know that answer already,l’vitsa. However, before we begin, I have rules that must be followed.”
“I don’t follow anyone’s rules,” I hissed, fighting my nerves once again.
He took a deep breath, holding it for several seconds. When he exhaled, another moan escaped my lips at the sound as well as the way my body reacted to the heated air. My panties were already soaked. My dark stranger said nothing for a few seconds as he rubbed his fingers up and down my lace-covered pussy, the pressure he used pushing the material into my swollen folds.
“Then you’ll soon learn what harsh discipline is like.”
“Meaning what?”
“Meaning, my sweetl’vitsa, I’m going to spank you, but not before I have a taste.”
There was no real reason for his words to stun me, but they did. I don’t know what I’d imagined but being spanked was far removed from my mind. He spun me around to face him, his lips capturing mine. He cupped my face with one hand, sliding his other down my back and crushing my stomach against his. In my bare feet, he towered over me, his strong muscles easily able to manipulate me. As he ground his hips against mine, the feel of his cock pressing into me created flutters in my stomach. When his fingers dug into my jaw, I was immediately lightheaded, submitting to his mouth as he pushed his tongue past my lips.
