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My body angles towards him. There is no one but Timofey. There has never been anyone else.
“How many women have you dated?”
“I don’t date,” he says without hesitation.
“But—”Benjamin’s mother.What about her? What about Emily?
The ghosts of women I don’t even know are hovering over this moment, casting long shadows.
“I’ll brand you if you let me, Piper,” Timofey whispers, his teeth grazing my earlobe. “I’ll mark you in ways that no one else can see and that can’t be undone. Just say the word.”
“What word?” I mutter.
I’m not sure what is more intoxicating: Timofey’s body pressed to mine or the wine swirling through me. I feel dizzy from his presence and there’s a heat in my core that no alcohol could cause.
His teeth nip at my jugular, and I’ve never wanted to be devoured more in my life. “Timofey, what—”
“There,” he growls, going rigid against me. “Just like that.”
“But I didn’t say anything.”
“My name, Piper.” His mouth sketches my jawline. “Say my name.”
Oh. Is that all he wants? I’ll say it. I’ll scream it. I’ll sing it opera-style with a pair of Viking horns on my head. Whatever it takes for this moment to stretch into eternity.
I turn and catch his mouth with mine, sucking on his lower lip. Then I pull away for half a second and gasp out what he ordered me to give him.
“Timofey…”
His hands curl around my lower back and mold me to his body. I’m not sure where Timofey stops and my body begins. He tips me back, and I fall into the mattress willingly. The tissue paper from the box of dresses crinkles underneath us, but I can barely hear anything beyond the thrumming of blood in my veins and the sound of our breathing.
What am I doing?The logical, moral part of me is screaming for me to slow down, but I’m feral now.
“Touching you feels good,” I whisper as I trace his shoulder blades and luxuriate in the pinching and stretching of his muscles. “I want to feel good. It’s been so long.”
His hands slip and slide down the smooth fabric of the dress. It’s my favorite piece of clothing I’ve ever worn, and I never even got it on all the way.
He rucks it higher around my hips until his hand slips beneath the slit in the side. My body is pulsating for him. My need is a second heartbeat between my legs, and there is no room for doubt or questions.
“You’re so soft,” he growls, juxtaposing the tender words. “Are you this soft everywhere?”
“Find out,” I beg, opening my thighs wider in invitation.
His hand slips up my leg almost all the way to the aching heat at my center. Almost, almost, almost…
Just as a shrill ring cuts through the moment.
59
PIPER
Timofey freezes with his fingers half an inch from heaven. “For fuck’s sake. You need a new ringtone.”
“Oh.” I blink out of the lusty haze and look around. “That’s my—my phone. That’s my work ringtone.”
I start to get up, but he pushes me back into the mattress. “Ignore it.”
“It’s from my desk. It means someone called me and then asked to be redirected to my personal number. It could be important.”
