Page 6 of Drawing Dead


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I can tell he’s a big man. I’ve only had one other lover. He was my boyfriend in college. The sex was awkward and not a big deal, so much so that I haven’t tried it since then. I’ve dated a couple of times but not much. My father doesn’t like me dating, and when most guys find out who my father is, they have a one-track mind with getting an in on the Melody Casino. They want me for the money they are sure I’ll inherit. I’ve told my father I don’t want the money, but that doesn’t stop them or even him. Now Sparrow and I will both inherit his fortune.

I can’t stand the distance and turn to face him. His jaw tightens for only a moment before he advances on me. His lips crash down onto mine. Taking. Consuming me. I open my lips and let him enter my mouth. His tongue dominates me, and I wrap my arms around his waist to hold myself up. My knees are shaking. My body wants him. I press into him as he backs me up against the counter. His hands slide down from the sides of my head to my back. Big hands that press me closer to him. I feel like we are becoming one. I’m going to melt into his body soon.

He pulls away with a growl and looks down at me as my eyes flutter open.

“You tempt me, little minx. Come on.” His voice has a thick accent I didn’t notice before. I know he speaks Russian, but is he from there or here? His hand trembles slightly, and I can see the outline of his hard cock behind the fly of his pants.

The shower kicks on and he pushes me under the spray. My head falls back, and I sigh from the warmth. I rub my hands through my hair, getting it wet. When it’s completely soaked, I finally open my eyes and see Dmitri standing in front of me naked. He’s slowly rubbing his cock as he takes me in.

“I wanted to wait, but I’m not going to be able to,” he growls before he releases his cock and roughly pulls me into his body.

I wrap my arms around his waist and dig my nails into his back. He moans and throws his head back. It’s a heady feeling knowing I can make this strong man lose control. It doesn’t escape my notice that like my sister, I fell for an older man.

“You tempt my control,kukla,” he groans before he takes my lips in a deep kiss.

Every bit of me is taken as he consumes my mouth. His tongue dominates mine and slides along every crook and crevice. When he finally pulls back, I keep my eyes closed, savoring it all.

“Open your eyes,malen'kaya kukla.”He sounds breathless, and his chest is heaving.

I open my eyes and look up at him. He’s a good foot taller than me. The urge to call him Sir is so great, but I don’t know what he called me.

“What are you calling me?” I ask.

“Little doll,” he answers, and I start to pull away, feeling offended. “No, you don’t. It fits you. You’ll be my little doll. I’ll take care of you in every aspect of our relationship.” His words kind of confuse me. As his doll, does that mean he controls everything, or is he saying I’m small and little?

I’ve read enough romance books, and I watched thatFifty Shadesmovie. I know what a Dom/sub relationship looks like, but that’s not what he’s explaining to me.

“Just feel this time,malen'kaya kukla. Let me show you how good I can make you feel.”

I nod because I want that. I want to forget everything I just went through. I want to feel something other than fear.

“Words,” he demands.

“Yes, please, Sir.” The last word slips out and I watch his chest puff up.

“I’ll be your Master.”

His lips land on mine again and obliterate anything I was going to say. His hands pull on my butt cheeks. His long fingers slide to that forbidden place and gently massage it. I tighten up but only for a moment before he lifts me up by my ass and presses me against the wall of the shower. He moves his mouth from mine down to my neck and nips, licks, and kisses as he goes down my body. He’s so strong. He holds me up with little effort.

I moan and sigh as he marks my skin. When he takes my nipple into his mouth, I throw my head back and feel some of my desire leak from my body. I’d be embarrassed if I didn’t feel his rock-hard erection against me. In the past, I’ve never felt like this with a man, and I want to give into what I want for once. I don’t care that he’s probably just saying all this to get me into bed. I don’t think of anything but his mouth as he continues to work down my body.

When he presses me harder into the wall and his mouth is at my core, I stop thinking of everything but what he’s doing to me. The feeling is like nothing I’ve ever felt before. No man has ever gone down on me.

“I’m going to live right here,” he says against my sex, and the vibration from his voice causes me to close my eyes. “Watch me. You’ll always watch me. I want your eyes,” he demands.

I look down my body to him. He slowly drags his five-o’clock shadow along my core and thighs. I moan at the sensation. My breath catches as he uses his tongue to spear into me and moves his head to rub his nose against my clit.

I start to protest when he pulls away.

“Use your fingers and open yourself up for me.”

I move my hands from his head to my core. I pause for a moment in embarrassment as I spread my nether lips open so he can see all of me.

“Chertovski seksual'no,” he rumbles.

“What?” I ask him.

“Fucking sexy.” He dives back in, and my fingers slip. He arches one of those strong brows, and I hold myself open to him again.

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