This time, she wasn’t so quick to nod.
I watched her swallow and glance away for the barest moment. “No. I know nothing, Alek. I was never trusted.”
I don’t believe you. I refused to think she was coming completely clean, but I wouldn’t hold it against her. I already knew she was feisty and strong. All that meant was that I’d need to try another way to get the truth out of her.
“Never trusted, huh?” I twisted, reaching her wrists where they were still bound. “I guess I’m no different.”
She glowered at me as I dragged my fingers down her arm, teasing her skin with a delicate touch.
“No. All you men are exactly the same.”
I kept my hand on her, lowering it over her shoulder and moving toward her breast. Her breathing increased in tempo, and her eyes lost some of that sass. Something like desire lit them now.
“You want to compare me to your groom?” I taunted.
She parted her lips to reply, but she never spoke. A sweet gasp left her mouth instead as I tugged her dress down and revealed her breasts. The generous swell of her tit spilled out, and I latched my gaze on her nipple. “Fuck.” She was exquisite. So smooth, so curvy. All ripe, and mine for the taking.
“Alek.” She uttered it on a breathy exhale as I cupped her globe, taunting her with a hard squeeze.
I leaned down to kiss her at the same time I yanked on her gown again. As her other breast was exposed, I closed my mouth over hers and stole a deep, rough kiss.
“Marrying a man like Andrey isn’t what you would have wanted,” I warned against her kiss-swollen lips.
She blinked at me, panting and alert with lust. “You…” She shook her head slightly. “You can’t begin to know what I want.”
“No?” I kissed her again, thrilled when she growled into my mouth and sucked on my tongue. But I didn’t linger. Keeping one hand on her tit, I left her mouth and trailed kisses along her neck, intent on proving her wrong.
“You need a strong man.” I sucked on her neck as I rolled her nipple between my finger and thumb.
She huffed a single laugh. “You mean one who won’t hide behind me in gunfire?”
I continued down, kissing along her collarbone, leading toward her breasts. At the first touch of my lips on her sweet globes, she cried out and arched toward me. I laved and licked, then sucked and nipped. Between her breasts, I paid equal attention with my hand, mouth, and tongue. Only when she was panting and writhing, pushing her chest up to me, did I stop.
“You need a man who can handle you and appreciate your fire.”
She blinked, looking lost in a mix of surprise and desire. Perhaps she wasn’t used to compliments, and she should take that as one. As I sat up, she pouted until she caught herself. “I…” She glanced at her bare breasts, then my mouth. “I?—”
“You want a man who can give you what you need.” I knew she wouldn’t last. She was too impatient. I had her right where I wanted her, horny and on edge for more.
“I…” She growled as I stared at the wet peaks of her nipples. “I sure don’t want you.”
“I bet I can prove you wrong.” I returned to her breasts, sucking and biting harder. Once more, she mewled and cried out, so loud and eager to contradict herself. As she pushed her tits at my mouth, I yanked her dress up.
“What are you hiding?” I demanded again.
“Wha—” She tried to sit up as I crawled further from her breasts. “What?”
“I know you’re hiding something.”
“I… no.”
I tugged harder at her dress, annoyed with the billowing layers that prevented me from seeing her face as I lowered mine toward her sweet pussy. Liar. She could tell me that she didn’t want me, but her body betrayed her. I saw the truth in her glistening folds. She was dripping, soaked with her cream for me. Without bringing my lips to her succulent flesh, I stayed close so she could feel the whips of air from my exhales. Slowly and steadily, I pumped my fingers into her hot slickness.
So tight. So wet. She was perfection, and with a carnal glee, I knew that I would be the first to ever sample her.
“What are you hiding?”
She dropped her head back, groaning. “Nothing!”