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“I togda u damy budet vse, chto ona pozhelayet.”
CHAPTER 13
Vissarian
I was a dominating,jealous man. I’d been that way for all my life. No other man could ever touch what belonged to me. The possessive thought washed through my mind and should be alarming. I also wasn’t used to laying claim to someone I barely knew.
Maybe that’s what I needed to change.
All the sorrow and grief had been shoved aside, freeing me to the point I didn’t feel as much guilt as I’d thought I would. There was so much electricity between us that the connection felt natural. How strange, yet how very freeing.
Fallon’s eyes opened wide, yet she held back from asking me what I’d said. I could tell the first time I’d spoken my native language that I’d turned her on. Why did women love a man with an accent?
However, what I’d said I meant.
Then the lady will have everything she wants.
Or maybe I should have said I would have everything I wanted. The longing to taste and touch every inch, to fill everyhole was much stronger than I’d experienced in a very long time. She had a way about her that seemed to control me even though I’d told her I was the one controlling the situation.
Maybe we were more alike than she’d likely give me credit for.
I’d seen her apprehension fade ever so slowly. She wasn’t trusting of people, only animals. Yet this beautiful woman with even more soulful eyes than the gorgeous pup she’d risked her life to save was gifting me the honor.
If only she knew what I was capable of and what I’d done in my past, she should run fast and far. It didn’t matter that I’d changed or that I would never consider hurting any creature so vulnerable and kind. Facts were facts. Something I’d faced more than once in love and in loss.
With Fallon in my arms, for a little while the world I was used to dealing with faded. It was only this moment, in a tropical location where seemingly no one could touch us, that mattered.
The way she kneaded my chest, digging her fingernails into my skin kept me fully aroused. Even the look in her eyes, the slight twist of her mouth kept my rapt attention. I was the predator she seemed so afraid of, yet wanted nothing more than to show her all men were not created equal.
She lifted her head, daring to dart her tongue across her bottom lip. Sweet Jesus, I needed to devour her.
I pushed her against the railing, laughing with her as she glanced over the side. There was nothing but lush greenery all around us.
With the exception of the balcony belonging to her cottage.
Where she’d watched me intently, her hunger growing where mine had yet to start. When I jerked her leg around my hips, she cooed.
“You’re trying to undo me. Aren’t you?”
Her question was just a hint of the defiance I knew existed, allowing another moment of sheer excitement and indulgence. What a perfect evening and spending time with her was an unexpected perk of the trip.
Not that I didn’t enjoy Jeffrey’s company, but this was so much better.
She raked her fingers down my chest, forcing her hand between us. As soon as she wrapped her fingers around my shaft, my balls tightened. “Fuck me.”
Her words were stated with a demand of her own.
“Are you certain you can handle me?”
“You must be kidding. You I can handle. I think it’s the other way around. Can you handle the heat?”
“Be careful challenging a beast.”
“Pfft. I’ll just purchase a whip or maybe I have one buried in my suitcase.”
Did she have any idea that toying with me wouldn’t be in her best interest? Instead of explaining it to her, I pushed her hand aside, driving my cock deep into her sweet little pussy.
She threw her head back, smacking her hand across her mouth.
