Page 139 of Cruel Honor

A good thing, then.

My heart feels like it’s going to fall right out of my chest from sheer happiness. “You love me?”

“I really do.” He cups my face; his fingers tracing circles into my cheeks.

“Dimitri, I love you, too.”

“Honestly?”

“Yes, honestly,” I say, laughing. “Why do you sound so surprised?”

“I mean, I used to get a lot of women telling me they loved me, but it was never real. It was usually just infatuation. Lust. Sex.”

“Well, with me, it’s none of those things. I love you for you.”

“I can’t help but think you’re a little crazy,” he says against my lips.

“Crazy for you.”

“That’s my line.”

“Then you should kiss me to get it back.”

His smile is dangerous, but I know I’m not in any actual danger. I’m completely safe with Dimitri, and that’s why I love him.

He lets out a low growl as he captures my lips with his. The kiss starts off slow and gentle but soon moves into a frenzy. We cling to each other as we walk back to the bed, both of us falling down onto it at the same time. We share a laugh through our kiss.

Dimitri’s touch knows exactly how to light me on fire. Now that I’ve had a taste of him, I know I’ll want more and more forever.

His hands travel down to my thighs, leaving goosebumps behind on my skin. I sigh as he slips my dress off. My arm is achy from gettingshot, but the medicine Dr. Wilson gave me helps me relax, and Dimitri is careful to be gentle with my arm.

I let out a soft moan as his fingers release my bra and touch my breasts. He traces his hands down to my underwear, where he slides them down my legs. Rolling me onto my back, Dimitri lifts each of my legs one at a time to remove the fabric from my body. He gives each of my inner thighs a kiss, sending a heat straight to my core.

“God, you smell so fucking good.”

Not surprisingly, I blush.

He captures my eyes from his spot between my legs. “It’s cute how you still blush when I talk dirty to you.”

“I can’t help it.”

“I don’t want you to help it. I never want you to stop being you.” He plants a kiss right between my legs. My hips roll up to meet his lips, but he moves on to my lower stomach. A small whine escapes me. “All in due time. I want to savor your body.”

Dimitri plants kisses over my stomach then moves up to my breasts, where he kisses each nipple, before moving on to my neck. My arousal is seeping out of me. I need him desperately. I’ve never needed anyone like this.

He spends time kissing my neck and behind my ear, and my toes curl from the pleasure of it.

“I need you,” I whisper.

He smiles right before he kisses me deeply. I cling to his back, tugging at his shirt. He lets me pull it over his head, and it joins my clothes on the floor.

My hands roam over his muscular chest, feeling every ridge of him. I bring my legs around his hips and slowly arch my back into him. Dimitri growls low in his throat. It turns me on even more.

He unzips his pants. “I need to get these fucking things off me.” My laugh rings through the air. That’s another reason I love him—he’s always good at making me laugh.

Once Dimitri has his pants and underwear off, he settles back between my legs. I can feel his erection pressing against my innerthigh, and my body clenches at the memory of him inside me. The closeness we share. I’ve never had it with anybody before.

No wonder people get addicted to love and sex. I can’t imagine living my life without Dimitri.

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