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He stared down at me with his sensual, hooded eyes, his long dark lashes skimming his cheeks, the three-day stubble covering his jaw another reminder of how insanely gorgeous he truly was. As he took deep breaths, lowering his head by several inches, everything surrounding us faded into a vista. There was only this man, this sexy, rugged savage who’d ignited embers deep within my core.
My breath scattered, I pressed my palm against his chest, digging my fingers into his shirt.
“You see, my beautiful flower, I am a businessman. My corporation provides jobs for dozens of the locals at an income level that far exceeds what they would make anywhere else.”
His scent was musky and potent, releasing the desires that I had difficulty controlling. He was all male, completely detached from any emotions, which made him the most dangerous man I’d ever come into contact with.
And one I couldn’t stop thinking about him, hungering for him. What was left of my rational mind continued to nag me, telling me to fight him with everything I had, but his relentless prowess and intense looks prevented me from thinking clearly. “You’re a criminal, Kostya. That’s all you’ll ever be.”
He chuckled as he rubbed his hand down the back of my head several times, stroking me as he would a prized horse. “I am many things,mi hermosa flor. Let’s hope I won’t find the need to share all of them with you.”
Trembling, I kneaded his muscles through his shirt as he dared to slowly lower his head another few centimeters. His scent was overpowering, keeping my pulse racing, my pussy so wet, the fragrance combined with his. Our bodies were like live wires, skittering, dancing in a raging thunderstorm. When he tangled his fingers in my hair, coiling the long strands around his hand, he yanked my head until I was captured in his arms. Suddenly, everything I thought mattered was shoved aside.
I wanted this man. I longed to slide my hand down his tee shirt to his jeans, freeing his cock so he could plunge inside. And I craved his mouth against my sex, driving his tongue past my swollen folds.
And he knew it. He could read me easily, tempting me with his touch, driving me to the point of surrendering. I couldn’t allow my resolve to crumble. I couldn’t succumb to such a horrible fuck of a man.
Yet as he crushed his mouth over mine, my body yielded to him, my back arching as I clung to him. The kiss was as if time was running out, the world ending. As his tongue swirled, finally demanding its way into my mouth, my resolve started to crumble, leaving me exposed to the madness. Even reminding myself that he was lethal, capable of killing me with his bare hands, I’d never wanted anyone as much as I did at this moment.
He pulled me onto my toes, sliding his other hand to my bottom, his massive fingers cradling my buttocks. As he ground his hips back and forth, I became so lightheaded that I feared I would fall to the ground as soon as he let me go. He drank from me, stealing a portion of my essence, forcing me to accept the reprehensible knowledge that my body and mind had betrayed me more than anything he could ever do.
I needed to stop this.
I should do everything in my power to shove him aside.
But as the kiss continued, I found myself melting into his powerful arms, unable to think about anything else but the clear madness of experiencing rapture in these conditions. I closed my eyes, imagining an entirely different scenario, one where he wasn’t a bad man, my impulses thriving off the intimate contact.
When he finally broke the kiss, releasing his hold on my hair, my reaction was as involuntary as the intrinsic passion between us.
The moment I slapped him hard across the face, I realized I’d crossed over the thin line of what little he had left of his humanity, the ugly growl he issued fueling my need to get the hell away from him. I managed to jerk away, racing toward the bank of trees, the brutal man following me. Kostya made no sound before snapping my wrist, pitching me toward one of the massive trees, his hard body pinning me against the dense bark.
He cupped my cheek and chin, his fingers digging into my skin as he branded me with the kind of intense rage that would cost me privileges if not my life. Even though there was extreme fury in his eyes, his demeanor remained calm, his breathing even. He was the coldest, most calculating man I’d ever known, but there was no mistaking the lust that had already bridged the surface.
His promise of allowing me to beg for his touch had just been eliminated.
“You continue to defy me,mi hermosa flor, even though your body screams for another round of the passion we shared, the hunger building to the point you can think of nothing else but the sear of my fingers brushing against your skin,” he growled, his fiery breath skipping across my skin.
“No. You’re insane. I could never want you.” Yet as my caustic words were issued, my body continued to yearn for his roughness. I pummeled my fists against him, my nipples scraping against the tee shirt. My entire body ached, my pussy throbbing to the point my jeans reflected the filthy need for him that he’d managed to expose. Panting, I shifted my eyes back and forth, searching for any sign of forgiveness or understanding, but I was a fool to think he could have either.
As he took a deep breath, another dark smirk crossed his face. “Is that why your pussy is wet, aching for what only I can provide? Is that why the shimmer on your cheeks reflects needs that you’ve driven deep into the darkest part of your mind? You want this.”
“No. No…”
“Tell me.” His grip on my chin became more forceful as he wrenched my head, forcing me to stare into his eyes. Riveting, the flecks of light sparking off them from the last vestige of sunlight added gasoline to the fire.
I ripped at his tee shirt, yanking the hem from the tight confines of his jeans, longing to slide my hands underneath so I could marvel in his carved body. I could no longer recognize any aspect of the woman I’d become, so crazed that nothing else seemed to matter.
“I’m going to fuck you. Tell me you want it.”
“I can’t.”
He peppered my cheek with kisses, dragging his rough tongue along my jaw, sliding it to the base of my ear. As he nipped my earlobe, everything I’d thought I’d known about the woman inside was shattered, broken pieces of glass imbedded into my skin. I shoved the rest of the world aside, unable to halt what was about to happen.
Nor did I want to.
“Tell. Me.” His command reverberated in my ears, the husky sound filtering into every cell and pore of my skin, the fire all consuming.
“Yes. Fuck me. Just… fuck me.”
