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I narrowed my eyes at her for the grandpa crack. “Watch it,” I growled. “And no, I pay people to do work like this.”
“Then you’re missing out on the joys of getting your hands dirty,” she said, kneeling down and pushing her way under the desk with me.
She deftly separated the plugs and had them attached in no time, but her expertise wasn’t what held me in thrall. Having her on her hands and knees, her dress hitched up her thighs, and her soft skin brushing against me in the confined space was working every last shred of my sanity. When she was done, she turned to me in triumph. I barely got my eyes up in time and smirked at her giggle as she realized our awkward position.
I couldn’t edge out without her moving first, and she stayed as still as a statue, our bodies pressed together while she searched my face. Our eyes locked and stayed that way, and I barely noticed anymore where we were at, only that we were touching.
“Thank you for this,” she said quietly.
A moment later, my mouth was on hers, parting her lips with my tongue as I reached for her. My hand slid up the side of her neck and into her hair. Her fingers curled into my shirt, her knuckles pressing against my rapidly beating heart. I couldn’t have said who leaned in first, only that I liked the taste of her. Far too much. Her soft moan mingled with one of my own as I pulled her closer, roughly, hungrily. At war.
This wasn’t someone I met in a bar. She wasn’t that mysterious redhead from the coffee shop who’d be perfect for a fling and wouldn’t care if we never saw each other again. Evelina was someone I already knew. Someone who was important to me. That scared the hell out of me. It also caused a sharp stab of sadness.
I couldn’t remember the last time I had a serious relationship, one based on mutual interests, love, and trust. Ever since Kristina’s mother ran out on us, I had closed myself off to keep from being so thoroughly fooled by a woman again, unable to trust enough to have deep feelings for anyone.
Did I think I had those kinds of feelings for Evelina? Something thrummed between us that was almost palpable as our hands searched for each other and our tongues tangled. Something that wasn’t just pent-up lust. I couldn’t deal with it, but I couldn’t pull away, either. We were magnetized.
“Mikhail,” she murmured as I dragged my lips across her cheek to lick the side of her throat. “Oh my God, Mikhail…”
Hearing her say my name in that breathy tone, not angry or sarcastic or teasing, made me throb almost painfully. Her hand smoothed its way down my chest to rest at the top of my jeans, and her sharp intake of breath to feel how much I wanted her made me smile against her neck.
I tugged her hair back, my other hand finding her breast and closing around the firm mound. Her nipple tightened beneath my palm, making me jerk her closer to me. With a crash, we tumbled out from under the desk. The evening light from the high windows made her blink as she landed beneath me. Shock at having her in a position I’d been thinking about far too much the last few days made me pause and look down at her.
Her lips were slightly swollen from our rough, fevered kisses, her hair tousled, and her green eyes glazed with the same desire I was once again trying to fight. Too much blood was being diverted from my brain to think clearly. Not when she was reaching for me and once again whispering my name.
She spread her legs, revealing a scrap of sheer white panties, damp and clinging to her pussy. I groaned as she quickly wrapped her legs around me, pulling me down to her chest. She gripped my shoulders and tipped her chin back, licking her lips. All but begging me to enter her mouth again.
“Please don’t stop this time.” She was actually begging me.
My mind went blank. A white room with nothing but her gorgeous body spread out beneath me, her hands pulling me close. Her mouth was open and needy for my tongue. My own need for her was strong, too strong to fight anymore.
“Nothing could stop me,” I assured her, dipping my head to taste her again. “You’re so sweet, Evelina. Like honey on my tongue.”
Her arms tightened around my back as she writhed beneath me. My cock throbbed stiffly between her thighs, so ready. As I kissed her, she arched her back, seeming to beg some more with her body. But I had been thinking about this to the point of distraction. Just because I was crazed with wanting her, finally so close to having her, didn’t mean I wasn’t going to make her enjoy every second of it. And make it last for a good long time.
Maybe I wanted a little revenge. Maybe I just wanted to mark her indelibly.
I tore myself from her lips and worked my way down her throat, smiling as she sighed and tipped her head back to give me better access. At her chest, I tugged at the thin fabric of the dress tormenting me, finally tearing it down the middle. Her luscious breasts were mine to lick and caress, and I dipped my head to draw a taut nipple into my mouth.
She shivered beneath me, running her fingers through my hair and finally gripping tight as I continued to tease her.
“Tell me what you want next,” I said, glancing up at her to find her biting her lip.
Her chest heaved, and she pushed my head further down. “I want more of that, but everywhere, Mikhail.”
“Good,” I told her.
Just what I wanted as well. She wriggled her shoulders to work the straps down, but I was too impatient. The dress was already ruined, so I continued ripping it open to reveal the curve of her stomach. I dipped my tongue into her belly button, eliciting a sharp giggle that she quickly stifled.
“Don’t be quiet. I want to hear everything I make you feel,” I commanded.
She nodded and let her head drop back onto the rug, the sunshine streaming through the windows still dappling her pretty features. My beautiful, golden girl.
“She’s not going to like what you did to the dress,” she murmured as I traced the curve of her hip on my way lower.
“What? Who?” I asked, frowning.
She shook her head. “Nothing, don’t stop.”
