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Now that I don’t react to immediately.
My heart thuds wildly in my chest. I stare at him, my mouth hanging open. He begins to unbutton his shirt, still staring.
“Go ahead,” he says. “Take it off. I need to make sure you don’t have any weapons hidden on your person.”
“Is that your excuse? Then why are you undressing too?”
“I thought you’d be more comfortable.” He removes his shirt and lets it fall away.
I stare at the tattoos on his skin. A wolf’s face on his chest. More stars, more sunbursts. Crosses, words in Russian, tribal patterns down his arms. He’s covered in ink and image, and I want to run my fingers and trace their shapes. I want to know what each one meant when he got it jabbed into his body, and what it means to him now. Scars wind their way through the riot of ink, cutting some in half, little puckers of twisted flash in slashes and bumps. Bullet and knife wounds.
His chest is muscular, and his abs are beautifully defined. The sharp V that leads down into his perfectly fitted suit pants makes my mouth water with a strange, sharp longing. I look up and he’s smiling slightly, head tilted to one side.
“Your turn,” he says.
“I’ve never done this before,” I say, unable to stop myself. It’s the truth. I’ve never stripped while a man watched me. I’ve never gone home with a stranger.
And I’ve never given myself to a man so completely.
“It’s okay. It’s easy. All you do is take off your clothes. You’ve done that a million times before.” He steps closer and reaches out. “Here. Let me.”
I hesitate, not sure what he’s doing until he reaches to my back and finds the zipper. I half turn as he clears my hair away, his fingertips brushing down my neck. He tugs the zipper down and lowers it, and my dress falls forward. I hold it against my chest with my hand, and he’s so close to me, his mouth open and his eyes taking in all that new skin. He kisses my shoulder, my throat, and my ear, and moves my hand.
The dress falls forward.
I’m not wearing a bra. When I left earlier, I thought it would be sexy and exciting, and anyway, the dress works better without one. But now that my dress is coming off, some part of me dimly wishes I had worn another layer.
At least I have on panties.
He stares at my breasts and at the pink, firm mounds of my nipples poking out between my fingers. My cheeks turn bright red and he can tell I’m excited based on how stiff my nipples are. God, it’s embarrassing, but he kisses me, biting my lower lip as he palms one breast and teases it before kissing my collarbone. I let out a surprised moan as he pulls me to my feet and yanks the dress down. It pools onto the floor, leaving me in only my panties. Fully exposed to this creature. He holds me against him, his skin warm, hot like a fresh shower turned to scalding. He licks my nipples, sucks them, and pulls my hair again.
If he’s searching for a hidden blade, he’s not doing a good job.
I release a ragged moan and he has me in his arms, holding me tight, sucking my breasts, licking my nipples, teasing me, taking me—and all worry, all stress, all fear evaporates into the air.
I’m here tonight with Maxim. There is no tomorrow.
There’s only right now.
He finds my lips with his and pushes me back until I stumble into the wall. He pins my hands above my head and kisses me deep. His palms move down my cheeks, my neck, my breasts, my hips, down to my legs and around to my ass. He squeezes before dropping to his knees, running his hands along my thighs. Checking me. Searching. He kisses my hipbone and bites my side as he stands again.
“You’re clean,” he says with a smirk. He holds my wrists with one massive palm and pins them above my head while the other hand slips down between my legs. I squirm as he teases my pussy, rolling along my damp panties.
“You’re very thorough,” I say, fighting back the moans. Pleasure overwhelms me and I feel like my skull might short-circuit and explode.
“I have to be to survive in a cold, hard world like this. But you’re not cold, are you, princess? You’re very warm.” He lets out a soft laugh. “For someone that never does this, you are soaking wet right now.”
“I can’t help it. Maybe I’ve been thinking about someone else?”
His eyes flash. Was that jealousy? But he only smirks and shakes his head. “No, princess. There’s nobody else for you. There’s only me.”
I bite my lip as he slips my panties aside and runs a finger along my wet slit. I gasp when he finds my clit and rolls a fingertip around it nice and slow. Pleasure rolls along my core and I tilt my head back, exposing my throat.
He kisses my neck and bites down. I gasp, shocked, but my wrists are bound and his fingers slide into my pussy, replacing the momentary pain with a burst of ecstasy. I moan as the pain and pleasure mix in a wild frenzy of endorphins.
He smirks and bites my shoulder, softer this time.
“You liked that,” he whispers. “Interesting. I wasn’t sure if you would.”
