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She swiped her tongue over her lips, wetting them. God, she probably didn’t know what she was doing, but everything she did made my cock throb harder. The way she pressed her lips to the glass whenever she drank from her martini, the way she wet her lips, and how her breasts rose and fell from how nervous I made her.

My gaze dropped to her skirt, and dark thoughts filled my head. What if I flipped her against a wall, lifted that silly piece of fabric, and slid my dick in her? I almost groaned from the imaginary satisfaction it gave me.

I bet she would be soft, wet, and tight down there.

“My instincts are telling me to run,” she rasped. “It’s telling me you’re thinking of me in ways a predator would think of its prey.”

Good girl.

“You’re right.” Her breath hitched when I leaned in and whispered, “I want to do all sorts of dirty things to you, Giselle. I want to taste your lips and hear you scream as I fuck you.”

When I pulled away, a scotch of red burned the beige skin on her cheeks.

“I don’t do bad boys.”

I smiled. “I’m not a bad boy, darling.” I was worse than that. I was second in command in the Bratva, which meant many things, but abad boywasn’t the word to describe it. A cold-blooded murder and a monster maybe.

“I find that hard to believe.” She breathed, dragging her knee between my legs. “You seem really dangerous.”

My fingers trailed her legs, sinking beneath her skirt and reaching all the way to her thighs. “How about I show you something dangerous?”

Her pulse skyrocketed. “What is that?”

I groaned when my finger met with her laced panties. I imagine it to be red and a G-string. I pushed her panties to the side, and my body was electrified by how wet she was.

Damn.

She looked around anxiously. “They’ll see us,” she whispered, her breath heavy. “We can’t—”

She trailed off when I cupped the back of her head and hauled her closer. “Do you want me to stop?”

Her reply was a slow shaking of her head.Good.

I brought my lips to hers, and she shut her eyes, expecting a kiss from me. I didn’t kiss her though. I brushed my lips against hers slightly. “Meet me outside,” I whispered. Then I stood from my stool and started to exit the club.

The soft breeze in the parking lot made my cock harden even more. The thought of fucking her hard tonight and the moisture she left on my fingers weren’t helping matters. They drove me over the edge even more, awakening every nerve in my body.

Giselle.She was all I could think of. I brought my finger to my nose and sniffed it. She smelled so good, so intoxicating. I was tempted to look back and see if she was following me, but I managed to hold back.

I could tell she wanted me as much as I wanted her from her wet cunt and hitched breath. All I needed to do was wait a little longer.

“Waiting for someone?”

A victorious smirk touched my lips as I turned around to face her. Even with the heels she had on, she was barely tall enough to reach my shoulders. “I was.” I stalked towards her, thinking of all the positions I was going to put her in tonight. “Good thing you didn’t keep me waiting for long. I’m not a very patient man,dorogaya.”

She paced back as I neared her, stopping only when her back hit my tinted S.U.V. Then she narrowed her eyes on me. “What does that mean?”

I took the last step forward and closed the gap between us. I noticed how she tensed when I pressed my hardness against her. “Why don’t you find out yourself?”

“You could just tell me,” she argued. A stray ray of moonlight filtered into the parking lot, illuminating her face.

God, how can anyone be this beautiful.

Her breathing roughened when I placed a finger on her cheeks. “You made a mistake coming out here,dorogaya.Such a big mistake.”

“Are you going to hurt me?”

“With my cock, yes.”

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