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Valentino loosens his grip on my hair, dropping his hands to my hips and rocking me against his solid erection. I should be scandalized, right? But all I want is more. More of whatever this man has to offer.
“Need a taste,” he says, his voice deep and gravelly.
I find myself nodding before he’s finished his sentence. Leaning down, I meet him halfway, our lips finding each other in soft kisses until he drags my bottom lip through his teeth and dives into my mouth.
I moan as his tongue slides against mine and tickles the roof of my mouth. Each stroke winds me up tighter and tighter, and I grind my soaking wet center against his thick dick, a shudder running through me at how huge and hard it is.
We break for air, and Valentino rests his forehead on mine.
“Wow,” I breathe. “That was… that was…”
“A mistake,” he finishes for me.
A bucket of ice is thrown over me at his words. I scramble off of his lap and wrap my arms around my middle, protecting myself from him. Valentino looks angry and hurt at the same time.
“Do you really think that?” I whisper, trying to push back my tears until I’m alone.
“It doesn’t matter what I think,” he grits out. “It was wrong of me to take advantage. Inappropriate on all levels. Please accept my apology.”
Double ouch.
I don’t say anything, not trusting my voice at the moment. Valentino stands from his seat and clears his throat, adjusting himself so his erection isn’t quite so prominent.
He clearly enjoyed himself, so what went wrong?
“Help yourself to anything in the kitchen,” he says, the cold, aloof tone back in his voice. “I’m going to the gym downstairs and then off on an assignment. I probably won’t see you the rest of the day.”
I nod, blinking back tears.
“Listen, Katya…”
I hold my hand up, cutting him off. Valentino sighs, running a hand through his hair, then turns on his heel and stomps down the hallway, presumably toward the basement.
I’m left staring after Valentino, my fingers fluttering over my lips where I can still feel his kiss. I don’t understand him at all. We made good progress with the hot chocolate, but then… I don’t know. I honestly don’t know what happened.
Maybe he’s just as broken and scared as I am. Maybe it was intense for him, too. Like we shared more than just a kiss. He gave me a piece of his soul, and in return, Valentino kept a little piece of me.
Focusing on breakfast, I try to shake my head of those thoughts. Besides, I have my hot chocolate bar to devour. I’ll just have to enjoy my time here for as long as it lasts.
CHAPTERFIVE
VALENTINO
Igroan as hot water from the shower hits my skin, burning away the stress and confusion of the last few days. My muscles are sore, and not just from the grueling punishments I’ve put my body through at the gym several times a day. The pain is deeper than that. I ache everywhere, and I’m beginning to realize I won’t feel better until I sort things out with Katya.
Goddamnit.
Pouring some body wash into the palm of my hand, I smooth it over my arms, chest, and torso, remembering the soft sweetness of her kiss. God, the way she gasped and moaned as I sipped from her lips, her luscious curves pressed against my hard muscles, her thighs spread out as she ground her hot little center over my…
Stop it,I shout at myself, though I know it won’t help.
It’s been three days since my world was flipped upside down with one little kiss. Three days since we’ve had a real conversation. Three days since I’ve touched, smelled or tasted her.
I successfully avoided Katya for the rest of that first day, though I worried about her having another nightmare. I set up camp outside her room until dawn, then caught a few hours of sleep before getting up for work.
Yesterday, Katya left the room any time I entered, refusing to make eye contact with me. Before leaving for the afternoon, I set out a fresh bandage and some vitamin E cream to help with scarring. I was half convinced she'd be gone when I came back. However, the bandage and lotion were gone from the table and the light was on in her room. There was evidence of freshly washed dishes drying in the rack as well. After a shower, I made my bed outside of her door again and settled in for another sleepless night.
I startled awake this morning around five when Katya got up to use the restroom. I barely made it back to my room before her door swung open. I don’t know what I would have told her if she asked what the hell I was doing. When she was safely back in bed, I got dressed and slipped out of the house, needing to do something, anything other than deal with my thoughts and emotions.
