Page 38 of The Lieutenant

This man was a ruthless powerhouse with an image of a bloody dagger tattooed on his arm. That alone made a huge statement of what he was capable of.

Murder.

He was also someone I didn’t know, a complete stranger. Okay, so we’d gotten to know each other fairly well over the course of a few hours, but not enough to become intimate. My heart was racing, specks of vibrant color floating in front of my eyes like a swarm of insects. I pushed my palms against his chest in some crazy effort to free myself.

Mistake.

His arms tightened around me and he threw aside any possibility of allowing me any additional control. I was yanked all the way down, both the force and the friction just as alarming as how large he was. No man should have a cock that size. I was fearful he’d split me in two.

My pussy throbbed, the ache raw and blissful at the same time.

“What’s wrong,gatáki?”

It was just another rhetorical question. How could anything be wrong? “I…”

He didn’t extend the courtesy of allowing time for me to answer before driving his tongue into my mouth. This time I tasted hints of cabernet and the spicy sauce, a hint of tobacco mixing everything together in a toxically amazing concoction. I’d never been kissed like this before, the brutal savage topping what he’d done only minutes before.

He was so intense that I felt his two-day stubble as it shifted back and forth across my cheeks. I’d never known my skin to be this sensitive, the slight burn adding to the craziness of his actions. We were floating in the middle of the Aegean Sea somewhere close to ten or eleven at night. I was with a self-proclaimed villain and I was supposed to be keeping a professional distance.

Every bit of logic flew from my mind as he ground his hips back and forth, his cock pushing in even deeper. The ache remained, but as my pussy pulsed, clenching and releasing, I was pulled away from all good girl thoughts. Who cared if anyone saw us?

When he broke the kiss this time, a white-hot lick of lightning nearly destroyed my system. He wasn’t finished with taking what he wanted, wrapping his long fingers around my hair and yanking back my head at an awkward angle.

This time, I was positive I’d heard the growl, a deep and throaty sound only made by wild predators. I close my eyes as he dragged his tongue down the side of my neck, seconds later using his teeth to yank aside a portion of my bikini top.

I wiggled in his hold as soon as he flicked the tip of his tongue across one nipple. When I acted as if I was going to shove him away, I was rewarded with two sharp cracks of his hand on my naked bottom.

While the momentum was cut by the water, the liquid also exacerbated the pain to a degree. My moan was likely his reward. I was still shivering, but more from excessive heat and desire that seemed to have no ceiling.

I wrapped my legs around his hips as he sucked on my hardened bud. The feel of his mouth was incredible, my mind spinning as to just how amazing he felt. He was so muscular, easily holding me in place as he enjoyed licking and nipping first one nipple then the other.

He let go of my hair, running his fingers all the way to the end. I kept my back arched, a clear level of encouragement to keep doing what he was doing.

“A bad but beautiful kitten.” When he pinched and twisted my nipple, the rush of pain mixed with a sure shot of adrenaline.

I was forced to bite back a scream. Embarrassment for being caught was one thing, but I didn’t need to put an exclamation point on the fact we were fucking in the open.

Another moan floated up toward the sky and as he pulled almost all the way out, I grabbed his shoulders. “No.”

“I’m not going anywhere,” he growled. He thrust inside, his grin from my ragged sounds growing wider.

When he repeated the move, my pussy spasmed. I knew it wouldn’t be long before he gave me a mind-blowing orgasm.

He whispered words in Greek I didn’t understand and didn’t ask him to repeat them. The sensations were far too amazing. I pressed my knees against him, fingering his hair as he continued fucking me.

As impossible as it seemed, his cock swelled even more. The friction added to the moment and within seconds, a sweet, satisfying climax rushed up from the depth of my core.

“Oh. Oh. Yes.” I lolled my head seconds later, my eyes now only half open. They were completely unable to focus and the rush of blood through my system overwhelming. I twisted and tugged his hair as a rush of emotions rolled through me. I shouldn’t be allowed to feel this incredible. I definitely shouldn’t want this as much as I did. But here I was, moaning like a porn star as he plunged in and out.

For once and one time only, I let go, allowing myself to feel the utter thrill as I lost all control. I was uninhibited, a far cry from the woman I’d been only hours before. He’d done this, this larger-than-life man parading around as a pillager of women.

The passion we shared was unadulterated, the closeness I felt by being in his arms indescribable. Yet no one could ever know. Not a single soul. This was damning. I’d likely end up burning in the fires of hell for what was occurring.

Was it worth it?

Yes. God, yes.

He tweaked my nipple, the pain adding to the eruption of ecstasy. I pressed my forehead against his shoulder, no longer able to control any aspect of my bodily functions. I longed to see him in the light, to bask in his rugged body. I wanted to spend time going over every inch of his thick cock, scraping my fingernail down his sinewy veins.

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