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“Hating me won’t stop me from protecting you.” My words are meant to comfort. It’s the best I can do. “I will make sure nothing happens to you.”
“I don’t want you to protect me.” She yanks a handful of grass out of the ground. “I never asked you to protect me! I didn’t beg to be your Little Ms. Lucky!”
Liar.“I felt how you kissed me on the altar.”
“I was pretending.” Her eyes narrow. “Like you.”
I pull her closer. “No you weren’t.” My hand runs along her exposed calf, and she inhales softly from the unexpected touch. Her soft skin yields under my fingers. Her warmth draws me nearer and she trembles, pressing her lips tightly together even as I press a kiss to her lips.
There’s a brief moment of stillness, and then she crushes her mouth against mine as her soft lips part to give me better access.
My tongue sweeps into her mouth as I pull her hard against me. Her breasts trapped against my chest feel soft and warm. I pull back just enough to watch her expression. Her gaze meets mine as she lies there breathlessly beside me. My hand moves to grab the back of her head, and I push my tongue against hers once more.
I lift my body, moving on top of her. My legs tease apart her thighs, finding no resistance. A soft moan flutters past her lips.
I kiss her skin as if I’m starved. The damn dress is in my way.I should’ve made her wear the other dress,I think hotly.
I roll my body off hers, and instantly, she’s lying on top of me. Straddling my hips. I pull her down for a deep kiss. Smelling the scent of her skin as on the damp grass. Her breath warms my face as my hands grip her thighs, pushing the dress up. She moans against my cheek and when we connect again, a delicious burst of electricity hardens my cock.
A branch snaps too close to us. We both freeze as reality comes crashing back. My gun rises in my hand as I press a finger to my lips.
This time, she remains silent, and her alert eyes let me know that she finally understands.
Chapter 22
Paige
Andrei points toward the cart, his nostrils flaring, and I crawl between the two vehicles to take shelter. Staying close to the ground, I watch him rise to his feet and scan the landscape with his finger on the trigger. He towers over me to survey our surroundings, daring anyone to even try and hurt me. When he turns away for a moment, I nearly reach out to grab his ankle and keep him from going.
But he doesn’t move away. He doesn’t move. He won’t leave my side.
Panting, I lie facedown in the thick grass and will my body to relax. I feel protected, and my body slowly heats up from the intense kiss we just shared a few moments ago.
He’s not like any other man I’ve ever met. A man has never acted like this for me. I’ve had to make my own way to the bar to get drinks while on a date or ignore catcalls by men who claimed they wanted to know me.
But with Andrei … No matter what has happened, he has risked his life for me.
Something tells me that I won’t catch Andrei with Carole’s big mouth around his cock when I come home one day.
My mind turns to what he said. I’m in danger, but never when he’s around. Am I a hostage? Or am I really his wife? And when he kissed me just now … I close my eyes and take a shuddering breath.Relax, Paige. Relax. Don’t forget that he kidnapped you!
He takes a step away, craning his neck to see behind a tree, but never keeping me out of his sight. In the evening light, I see his men moving into the tree line like wolves. I cover my ears and wait for the inevitable gunshots. My eyes turn back to him. His broad shoulders tighten slightly as he aims his gun. His eyes narrow against the dying sun, masking the anonymous threat in the trees.
His expression changes abruptly when he approaches me, and I realize that my hand is pressed against my lips. I gaze at him as if he’s a dream and fidget against my dress. Andrei studies me and looks pleased as he puts his gun away and lies down beside me, his arms pulling me against him. I snuggle up to his warmth and rub my cheek against his muscular chest. I fidget again, rubbing my legs together as a traitorous drip of desire slowly snakes through me.
“You’re safe,” he whispers against my neck before he kisses it. “But don’t you dare run again.”
His icy warning snaps me out of it, but it’s too late to back away. Andrei’s hand tightly grips my thigh as he buries his face against my neck. His tongue darts out over my neck and slowly descends toward my cleavage, pushed tight against the dress. A gasp tumbles from my lips and in that singular moment, I wish I could be out of this dress.
“Don’t rip it.”
He smirks. I realize too late how loud I must’ve sounded.
I wonder if he also knows how wet I am.
He buries his nose against my neck, and his grip is a little too tight on my thigh. I run my fingers through his hair, messing up his perfectly combed waves. Andrei looks up with a hazy gaze and keeps his eyes on me. His eyes pin me in place as his hand slowly inches up my stocking. His fingers sweep under the garter. He leans in close and takes a sniff of my hair.
My chest rises and falls rapidly as I watch the effect I’m having on him. He said at the last wedding that he wanted me. I thought he was lying, but his touch proves that he was telling the truth.
