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I had no more time to think or plot as he crawled onto the bed, immediately pushing me more into the center. When he planted both elbows on either side of me, I sucked in and held my breath, still intoxicated and lightheaded from his exotic aftershave.

As he slowly lowered his head, his lips plump and rosy, he shifted his gaze back and forth. This time, he whispered words in Russian that he didn’t translate but the sound was rich and seductive. He brushed his lips across mine, still mumbling, the slight vibrations sending more than a single wave of tingles down the backs of my legs.

The kiss was light. At first. But as he opened and closed my lips with his, taking his time to enjoy the moment, I sensed nothing else about him at this moment was going to be gentle.

Not that I wanted him to be.

“All mine,” he whispered when he pulled back momentarily, using his thumb to brush hair from my forehead. “A very bad girl.”

This time, the sentiment made me laugh. He had no idea how bad I could be. I wrapped my arms around his neck, forcing his head back down. I became the aggressor, capturing his lips for a change. The taste of him was exactly like his scent, rich and luscious.

He darted his tongue inside, moving his arms closer to my head. As usual, he resumed control, dominating my entire mouth with his. I found myself arching my back, struggling to get closer to him, even wrapping both legs around his hips.

The way he glanced down at what I’d done, the crazy smile curling on his lips was a reminder that for all my efforts, I would never be in charge.

“Beautiful. Bratty. Bodacious.”

“Am I?” I asked. How quickly things could change, including between us. I don’t know if I was being stupid, but I needed enjoyment.

His answer was sliding the tip of his cock up and down the length of my pussy before driving the entire length inside. He remained close, his lips dangerously so while I screamed from the brutal thrust.

“Oh. My. God.” My pussy muscles immediately ached, my mind spinning from the luxurious feeling. It was delicious and sinful, the moment exactly what I’d hoped for. His cock was even bigger as it throbbed inside of me.

“So tight. So wet.”

And I was.

How could any man make me feel so amazing, longing for this to continue for a long period of time?

He pulled almost all the way out, taking his time to slowly plunge back in. I could swear his shaft was expanding, growing larger by the second. How was that even possible?

“You continue to break my rules.” His voice was gravelly as he shifted his hips back and forth.

“Fuck your rules.”

“Speak to me like that again, princess, and I’ll need to wash that nasty mouth out with soap. That’s what all brats deserve.”

“You wouldn’t dare.” I knew teasing him wasn’t in my best interest but as usual, I couldn’t seem to help myself.

He placed his finger across both of my lips, giving me a stern look. “You really don’t want to tease and push a man like me. Do you?”

“Maybe I do.” When he thrust into me again, I raked my nails over his shoulder, down his muscular back.

He wrapped his arm around one of my bent legs, pulling it over his other shoulder. “Then I guess you’ll need to be taught yet another lesson.” The tender emotional side of him seemed to be gone, replaced with a man on a mission. He pumped into me like a wild man, pushing so many of my erotic buttons that I was not only caught off guard.

I was breathless, fighting to maintain focus so I could watch everything he was doing, basking in his beauty.

I realized just how perfect our connection truly was.

And that if anyone knew how close we were, we would indeed be targets. Everything about that moment was as freeing as it was damning. But damn if I didn’t want more.

Much more.

CHAPTER 16

Aleksander

Her luscious dark hair smelled of sunshine and strawberries, the realization keeping me far too stimulated.

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