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Closing my eyes, I tried to put the image of Natasha’s fear out of my mind, at least for tonight. I would come up with a solution for it tomorrow.
I was far too restless to sleep well that night, and even when I did manage to drift off, my dreams were plagued with visions of my new bride in danger.
* * *
Iwoke up to the shrill sound of my alarm the next morning, bleary eyed and incredibly exhausted. With a groan, I realized I had several meetings that day that I couldn’t get out of. I forced myself to get out of bed and get ready, still thinking of the woman likely still asleep, mercifully safe in her own bed. Before I left the house, I slipped a note under her door, telling her that I’d be out for the day and to be ready when I returned so I could take her out for dinner. I wanted to write something to soothe her heart after what she’d seen last night, but my mind went blank.
I ended up not mentioning it at all.
All day, her terrified gaze haunted me. I carried about my business as usual, but there was no pushing her out of my head. As I expected, my men had prepared a list of weapon providers and I’d chosen one that had an impeccable reputation for delivering on time, no matter what it took. There were several advanced guns on the manifest which Boris hadn’t had access to as well, so all in all, it was a positive change. Alexander Petrov even seemed tentatively pleased with the deal.
By the time I wrapped up for the day, I was more than ready to return home to her. If anything, I just wanted to hold her,ifshe would let me.
When I finally arrived home, Natasha was still upstairs getting ready in her room, so I waited down in the foyer with a glass of Stolichnaya. After a short while, I heard the soft click of her heels. I looked up and sucked in a breath at the sight of her, seeing her standing at the top of the stairs.
Tonight, she’d chosen a delicious little burgundy dress that hugged her body like a glove. There was rouching around the waist and hips and beautifully delicate black lace detail around the bottom hem. The dress went about to mid-thigh, showing off her long, lean legs, and the sweetheart neckline exposed just a hint of her cleavage. The whole picture of her was a mix of decadent innocence and coy seduction. The sight of her made my mouth water and my cock impossibly hard.
“Absolutely fucking breathtaking,moya malyshka,” I breathed.
As she descended the stairs, I didn’t dare look away, not even for a moment. My desire made sitting with my legs crossed uncomfortable, but I made no move to change my position. I didn’t want to scare her off any more than I already had.
“I was hoping you’d like it,” she answered demurely, fluttering her eyelashes as she peered back at me.
Sultry little minx.
There was no doubt in my mind that she knew exactly what she was doing to me.
It was going to be increasingly difficult to keep my hands off her, because all I wanted to do was tear that dress right off her, pin her against the wall, and fuck that innocent pussy so hard that she screamed my name with every climax I forced from that perfect little body. I probably wouldn’t stop there either. When it came to her, I didn’t know if I could be gentle.
Down, boy. In time…
I stood up and offered her my hand, steadying her as she approached. Her fingers were like fire against mine, and just when I thought I couldn’t get any harder, I did.
“I love it,” I answered, taking a long moment to look her up and down just so that she knew how much I appreciated all the work she had put into not only her makeup, but her outfit and the whole picture she presented.
“Where are you taking me?”
That sultry coyness was lush in her voice, and I bit back a groan.
“I’m taking you to one of my personal favorite restaurants here in Lake Forest. It’s called The Forest Grill. No one serves a better slab of perfectly cooked steak than they do,” I answered.
I pulled her in a little closer, enjoying the flowery scent of her perfume. There were floral notes of rose and jasmine that gave her a sophisticated femininity. I breathed in deeper, catching the sultrier scents of vanilla, patchouli, sandalwood and maybe a touch of cinnamon that made my mouth water with desire for her. I didn’t know how I was going to last the night without tearing her panties off and sinking every last inch of me into her.
“New perfume?”
“Yes. It’s called Midnight Temptation. It only arrived today. Do you like it?” she asked, her voice soft and temptingly sensual, but also stricken with hope. Before I could stop myself, my fingertips glanced along the edge of her jawline. I kept reaching, wrapping my hand around her throat and angling her head so that she was looking directly up at me. She licked her lips, and I watched that tempting little tongue flick back into her mouth.
I tried not to imagine it licking the tip of my cock. I pushed the thought away at once, redirecting my focus.
For now, I had to appreciate the small wins. More than anything else, I was relieved to see the fear had all but disappeared from her eyes and that only made my own arousal surge that much higher. I was going to have to use every bit of my willpower to resist her tonight.
If she wanted me to take her, she was going to have to ask for it. I wouldn’t force myself on her, at least not thefirsttime.
After that, there would be no keeping the feral need I had for her within a cage.
“You chose well,” I praised her, enjoying the way her eyelashes fluttered with joy at the compliment. She smiled, but then her gaze dropped to my lips. When she continued staring at them, I couldn’t resist her any longer.
I needed to taste her.
