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“Trouble in paradise, Vas? Or shall I say, hell?” my second in command, Eric asks, grinning slyly.
The whole team thinks we are actually dating, per Kira’s request, and let me tell you, I am about done with their snide remarks and way too frequent questions about how I managed to get close to Ursula and not lose my soul yet.
Or if my dick hasn’t fallen off yet from fucking her. Or whether she is the top in the bedroom. Or any other nosy, idiotic questions they can come up with. So, I don’t grace Eric with a response once again, choosing a quick death by my furious boss rather than a slow one in interrogation land.
Kira stands at the door, waiting for me to enter, wearing another one of her black Prada suits, polished Louboutins, and her custom scowl with her flaming hair sprawled all over her shoulders in a fiery blanket.
She doesn’t move as I approach and walk inside. No, she stands guard and slams the door shut with a loud bang that I’m sure even our busy kitchen down the hall has the pleasure of hearing.
Whatever the fuck did I already do this morning?
“This is your only warning, Levidis,” Kira grits out as she steps around me.
“Warning for what?”
“Don’t play dumb. I thought I made it clear that we were to leave and come back into my building together. Yet”—her arms fly up—“you were nowhere to be found this morning.”
“A, I never agreed to this ridiculous plan of yours. B, like I said a million times already, I have a life. I have people who need me.”
“Save it!” she cuts me off, placing her hand palm up as if to physically stop me. “I don’t care about your little girlfriend. Tell her to take a hike. Dump her. Send her off to Antarctica. The fuck I care, but now you belong to me and me only.” She punctuates the statement with her finger jabbing into my chef’s coat-covered chest, but it’s not thick enough to not feel her heat. Her touch.
And I snatch that finger with my hand, holding it tight to my body like I did last night. Once again thinking with anythingbutmy head—the one with the brain. And I see that beautiful throat of hers bob with a gulp as her breathing grows shallow.
“Have I mentioned today how much I hate you?”
She turns her head slightly as if getting ready to kiss me, her eyes zeroed in on my lips and says, “No.”
“Let me rectify my mistake.” Once again, we are drawn to each other. Closer and closer until my mouth hovers over hers. Until the tip of my nose touches her flushed cheek and I feel her hot breath on my lips. “I. Hate. You.”
Kira makes a mocking tsk noise. “I don’t believe you.” She moves her lips expressively to really show me each word, and I narrow my eyes at the little witch. “You seemed to like me just fine last night.”
“Last night was a mistake.”
“Hmm. Was it? Tell me, Vassar, did you wrap that hand with my scent on it over your cock and come all over it?”
Fuck. I didn’t last night. I wouldn’t let myself. But if she doesn’t stop this, I might pay for that and burst in my pants right this second.
“I am not your toy, Kira,” I growl, my nostrils flaring as I try to reign myself in. It’s been a long time since someone made me feel this unhinged with desire. Where hate and lust swirled into a perfect sundae.
“Yet you play the game.” She licks her lips while they are a breath away from mine. And I feel her other hand, the one free of my hold, moving up my thigh. Lightly. Teasingly. Sensually digging into me with her nails until she is just a shy away from my now very hard cock.
Snap.
The control I tried to keep since leaving her on that kitchen island while she played with herself is gone.
“Oh, I can play alright.” Without waiting, I press her hand into my body and lean in to bite those wet lips hard, and she gasps, taken by surprise by my sudden action.
But I am just getting started.
“On your knees, Kira,” I command, and her eyes snap to mine.
“What?”
“You want to play? So, get on your fucking knees and suck my cock like the dirty witch you are.”
“Make me.” Kira looks up at me with defiance and a whole lot of lust swirling in those green pools. But she also doesn’t believe, doesn’t realize how deadly serious I am. What hidden secrets I cover with my professionalism and indifference.
“With pleasure.” I am a gentleman in most cases…but not in sex, so if she wants me to make her, I will. With my hands on her shoulders, I push her to the ground, and she falls on those knees like I wanted her to.
