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“I’m the one who wanted you. Dreamed about you. You're still the one I fantasize about. You're the man I was dancing for on that stage tonight and I didn't even know you were in the crowd. Every move, every touch, every sway of my hips was me escaping those roving eyes into the fantasy of you. Of us.”
My chest heaves with the force I exert to stay rooted right to this spot. Tension skitters between us. I pace, hunched over, the candles flickering from the air I displace with every pass. Flexing my fingers, I do everything I can to keep my hands off her.
“You watched me. I bet you never took your eyes off me. Remember what you saw on that stage tonight and call me a liar. I dare you.”
I’ve never been easy to shake. But tonight, I unravel with her verbal assault. Whipping around, I snarl at her like the caged animal I’ve turned into from being stuck in this tomb with her. “I’ve kept my vow. I’ve never done anything but honor you.”
“Yes, you and that maddening honor. I’m an adult now so who are you holding on to that honor for? Me? My father? Or do you have a death grip on that honor to protect yourself?”
“You’re barely an adult, and your recklessness makes you even younger than that.”
“I seem to remember stories about someone reckless. A legend. And despite all the risk he took, he’s still standing right here before me.”
“I’m not a wo—”
She shoots her hand up between us and cocks her head with attitude. “Don’t finish that. Don’t you dare condescend to me because I’m a woman. I don’t need a man telling me what to do. I only need a man for one thing. And you’re the man who bought me.”
“A technicality, Pcholka. And nothing more.”
Her smirk slides into a knowing grin. “Are you sure, Kostya? All those young girl fantasies, all leading to here, to now, to us—alone.”
Truth tumbles in the space between us, leaving nowhere for either of us to hide.
“You don't know what you're talking about.”
“Then let’s find out. One kiss, Kostya. Just one. I’m an adult now and one kiss will leave my virginity intact.”
I sidestep her and make my way to the bed. “No.”
“You’re afraid.”
Jesus Christ, she’s everywhere. Relentlessly taking shots at my control. She’s absolutely maddening. If it wasn’t directed at me, I’d be proud. “It’s not right.”
“Says who?”
“God.”
“God? So what’s his opinion on the killing, the drugs, the illegal weapons, the whole foundation of our family being built on a life of crime?”
“You’re trying every bit of patience I have, Pcholka.”
“The same way you try mine.” Neither of us blinks as the air grows thick with the challenge she’s sprung between us. My hands turn white with the force of my closed fists as a war wages inside me.
She bites her bottom lip and drags her teeth along the flesh, a nervous habit of hers that looks a whole lot less innocent now. Now it only makes me want to shove my cock between those lips until she’s choking on every inch with tears streaming down her cheeks as she gags on me.
Her fingers unfurl from the towel and a strangle sound comes from my throat, making us lock eyes on one another.
“Hold on, Kostya. I’m about to try your patience even more.” Her hands fall away from the towel and just a mere second later, the terry cloth slides to the floor at her feet.
My control snaps under the weight of wanting. Any bit of resolve crumbles. I suck in a rush of breath, my shoulders swelling, and in one long stride I’m on her. Looming over her. Just one kiss. She’ll still be a virgin, a point she proudly made. She won’t be sullied by one kiss.
My fingers spearing through her hair, I yank her head back and drag her fresh mouth up to mine.
Slanting my mouth over her stubborn one, I plunder until my tongue takes command of hers with long, seductive strokes.
Blood rushes to my head and I sway on my feet as every taste of her only makes me greedy for more. Until I’m helplessly devouring her. A starving man who had no idea what wanting really meant until now, until she stood naked before me.
The helpless hungry sounds from her throat make my pulse pound behind my eyes as she leans into me, her full breasts pressed between us as I taste her over and over, her mouth imprinting on me, changing me, making it impossible to go back even if it’s impossible to move forward.
