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Instantly, I jerk my head back.
“Fuck.” I taste something metallic in my mouth, and when my fingers press against my tongue, then pull away, red coats my fingertips.
Her head falls forward, her forehead resting on my pec as if she didn’t just bite the fuck out of me. “This can’t happen,” she whispers, sounding strained and unsure.
The connection we had the first night roars back to life, and I press my erection into her. Her body grinds against me before she can stop herself.
I bring her wrist up and kiss her pulse, and her eyes widen, almost as if I shocked her. She shifts her weight and crosses her legs. “We can pretend you don’t want it.” I lean in. “Pick your safe word.”
“I refuse to associate with a criminal like you,” she argues, but there is still lust in her gaze. Her fingers hold tighter to my arm, and I watch as her chest rises with each desperate pant.
“This way. You can tell everyone you didn’t want it—that this wasn’t your fault.” I pull her in closer. “Safe word, now.”
Lust and fear dance in her beautiful irises. “Asshole.”
“Do you understand what I’m suggesting here, Beauty?” I take inventory of every reaction she has. She nods. “I need words, Katrina.”
“Yes.”
“If I’m too rough, what will you say?”
“Asshole.” The whole word isn’t even out of her mouth when she tries to knee me in the balls. I hold her leg while my other hand catches her from falling. She wiggles, and I let her get a few feet away, since I’ve always liked the chase, but she doesn’t scream or try to run out the door.
A few quick strides and I catch up to her, pulling her back to me, then take her to the ground. She wiggles once more, pressing her core against my erection. It’s hard to focus when she’s under me. As I pin her arms above her head, her chest rises with a sharp intake of air.
“Am I going to find you wet for me?”
“Never. Let me go.” Her legs move, and I use my thighs to keep them still. My free hand rips her panties off her body—a pity to ruin such a pretty item.
Our eyes connect, and I wait for her to use her safe word. “Don’t make me bite you again,” she cautions, her body writhing beneath me.
That’s all I need. With one hand, I undo my pants, shoving them below my ass. My cock springs out, and she strains under my grasp.
“You really are a beast.” She glares at me, yet she still never uses her safe word.
My fingers push into her, finding her soaking for my dick. She moans from my touch, and with no warning, I slam my cock into her, forcing her to cry out in pleasure.
“You love my criminal cock.”
She whimpers as I pull out and slam back into her, her hips matching each of my movements. Her pussy feels even tighter than before, and I would love nothing more than to live inside her.
“Yes!” she screams, her walls fluttering like butterflies around my cock. She’s so close already. My hips swivel, and she’s moaning out my fucking name. “Demetri.”
My balls tingle as I hear it from her mouth. Her pussy grips me like a vice, and her eyes flutter closed as she nearly deafens me with her pleasure-filled cry. Groaning, I push in as deep as I can go, and I feel fucking bliss as I empty myself into her.
When I’m done, I stay inside her. I don’t want to pull out yet. Once I do, this thing we have will vanish.
Gently, I kiss her. “I wasn’t too rough, was I?”
She responds with a quiet giggle, and it makes my chest feel lighter… until her alarm system goes off like a siren from hell. I pull out of her and jump up, yanking on my pants.
She grabs what looks like an old T-shirt. It’s long and goes to just above her knees.
“Demetri!” she screeches, and that’s my sign to run. More yelling invades the gallery, so I go out the back door, the same way I came in, still hearing Katrina yell from the direction I just left.
Chapter 8: Katrina
Ifeellikeaused slut. Tears stream down my face as I see every painting, except for mine, is missing. My security team rushes in, and I yell out the direction that asshole went.
