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Dani is quiet for a long time, her brows knitted together in deep thought. Our breathing settles, so in tune with one another we fall into the same rhythm. She stares into my eyes. It feels like an eternity before she finally answers, raspy and desperate.
“Yes.”
“Yes what?”
“I want this.”
I surge forward and claim her lips with mine.
Chapter 18
Dani
He’s rough, but I’m rougher.
It’s like we’ve been reduced to nothing more than animals, biting and clawing and dragging at each other for dominance. I don’t know who’s winning, but I don’t think that’s the point.
The point is I need his mouth on mine, need his hands roaming my body, need these damn clothesoff. Every inch of my body is on fire, aching to touch. I want to be overwhelmed with him, covered by him, reduced to a puddle for him.
I don’t complain when Luka drags me into the bathroom. All I can do is moan as he bends me over the counter, his hands snaking around my body, one hand gently squeezing my throat while the other slips beneath my shirt. My back arches instinctively, driving my ass against his hard erection.
I’m a feverish mess. I don’t know what’s come over me, and I frankly don’t care. I need this more than I care to admit, and judging by how hard Luka is breathing, I’d wager he’s just as surprised as I am.
“So fucking beautiful,” he murmurs, breath hot against my ear. “Look at yourself in the mirror, Dani. Look how needy you are for me.”
It takes me a second to find the courage to look up, but when I do, I’m floored at the woman I see. My hair is a wonderful mess, my cheeks bright and rosy, lips pouty and parted. But what thrills me more is the sight of Luka behind me, one of his hands sliding down to my hip while the other moves to tangle in my locks. He grinds his cock against me unapologetically, a low growl rumbling in his chest. We both look crazed and starved, ready to devour.
Luka pulls me back by the roots of my hair. He has enough of a handful that it doesn’t actually hurt, but it gives him all the control. I straighten my back, following his movements so I’m flush against his chest. When he dips down to mouth at my neck, it takes every ounce of my willpower not to melt then and there.
A moan barely has the chance to bubble past my lips before he hushes me gently. “We’re clear of the cameras, but not the mics. You have to stay quiet for me, Dani.”
“Fuck, I—”
He turns me around and immediately pulls my shirt up over my head. My bra goes next, not an ounce of grace to be found. Who cares about being eloquent when we can get right to the good part?
I suck in a sharp breath when the cool air hits my bare chest, my nipples hardening into stiff peaks that Luka immediately bends over to suck on. Electricity crackles over my skin, my entire nervous system a live wire on the verge of combustion. This issomuch better than my alone time spent in my bathtub. This here is the real deal, and my brain is only just starting to understand it.
Luka is a runaway train. Once he really gets going, there’s no stopping him. His big hands trail down to undo the front of my pants. I have to swallow a yelp when he tugs the fabric down, allowing my pants and underwear pool at my feet. Thelookhe gives me… I’ve never felt more exposed and more revered, like a priceless work of art nobody has seen in a hundred years.
“Good fucking grief,” he grumbles to himself.
I gulp. “Is something wrong?”
He shakes his head. I’ve never seen a man so completely enthralled. Hell, I was with my ex-boyfriend for almost five years before we called it quits, and I don’t think he ever looked at me the way Luka is looking at me now.
Before I have a chance for a follow-up question, Luka swiftly grasps me by the hips and lifts me onto the counter. The surface is cold against my fiery skin, but the sudden chill is worth it when Luka gets down on his knees before me and pushes my legs apart. I quiver as he trails a line of kisses up my inner thigh. And when his lips finally find my core—
I’m a goner.
I should have known his tongue was as devilish as his smile. He takes his sweet time tasting me, dragging over my folds all the way up to my aching clit. Luka hooks his hands beneath my thighs and keeps me in place, humming softly as he works me over with his tongue.
“Ty vkusneye khoroshego vina,” he mumbles against me.
I lick my lips, curling my fingers in his hair. “W-what does that mean?”
I canfeelhis smile. “You better start learning some Russian, Agent Harper.”
“Just tell me.”
