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“Is this your way of calling me an Uber and kicking meunceremoniously from your bed?”
Humor sparkled in his eyes as his brows furrowed. “Normally,wouldn’t we have had to have fucked first?”
Her face heated at his choice of words. His naturally harshaccent somehow made the profane word even more jolting. Roman seemed toimmediately recognize what his words did to her, and she held her breath as hestepped closer to her, closing the distance between them.
“I could fuck you against this car right now,” he grumbled,his hands settling on her hips with flexing agitation.
Tilting her head up, she moaned when his lips met hers in awet consuming kiss. “I wouldn’t stop you,” she whispered.
Pulling away from her, his eyes crackled with checked energyand he murmured something foreign and most likely obscene under his breath.Stepping away from her, he walked past the truck towards the fourth car bayswiping at a switch on the wall as he went. The fluorescent lights overheadcame to life, revealing a vehicle covered in a taupe cloth tarp. Grabbing afistful of the material Roman snatched it away from the car uncovering a brightcream yellow two-door Mercedes GT Roadster.
For the next few minutes she didn’t move or say anything,she just stared at the beautiful gleaming car in front of her. Slowly, sheturned her head and looked to Roman questioningly who wore a satisfied smirk.
“Yes, it is yours,” he answered her unspoken question.
She turned back to stare again at the car for a few secondsand then turned back to him with another silent questioning expression.
“Happy birthday,” he supplied, amused by her stunnedsilence.
She caught the brief look of surprise in his widening eyeswhen she launched herself at him. Recovering with fast reflexes, he caught herperfectly mid-air, allowing her to wrap her long legs around his strong frame.Kissing him with a passion-filled frenzy, she felt him lean back against hisblack truck with a grunt of satisfaction as his hands tightened on each cheekof her ass. She did her best to keep up the lead in her assault, but thegrinding of his hips against the center of her jeans was maddening. Hisfrustrated but pleased groans humming against her lips made her moan for more.
The sudden, startling vibration of the garage door coming upjarred them. Frozen in position they watched as the door revealed Dimitristanding on the other side looking down at his phone.
The next movements all happened at once and in perfectsynchronization, and Rahina was sure she would laugh about it later. Absentlyshe felt one of Roman’s hands disappear from her backside and appear directlyextended in front of them. Looking up from his phone, Dimitri’s blue eyeswidened as he realized what he had interrupted and what Roman was aiming atdirectly at him. Holding his arm out with unwavering steadiness, Roman aimed ablack gun directly at his captain’s head accompanied by a look so severe itmade her heart jump. Dimitri didn’t even blink as he calmly pressed the garageremote in his other hand, activating the garage to slowly close back again.
Enclosed in the silent confines of the garage again and stillwrapped around Roman’s body, Rahina couldn’t stop the oncoming shakinglaughter. She wanted to ask where in the hell did he get the gun, but shecouldn’t stop laughing.
“I am going to kill both of them,” he promised as shedissolved into harder laughter.
Chapter 14
With his hand wrapped around the top of the SUV's doorframe, he braced himself as his tongue glided against hers, his other handburied in her hair, holding her head steady. Rahina could hardly catch herbreath as he moved his mouth over hers. Sitting sideways on the seat andpartially out the open car door where he stood, she had asked for one moregoodbye kiss before he boarded the large white jet with Dimitri. Rahina let outa small hurt whimper as he nipped at her lower lip. Her pulse spiked as shefelt the cruel smile against her lips. Opening her eyes, she let out a painedsigh at the sight of his heavy-lidded eyes so close to hers giving her onlyglimpses of his dark gray eyes as he looked from her and back to her lipsbefore placing another kiss against her bruised lips.
Feeling him pull away, she quickly wrapped her long legsaround his lean waist, trapping him to her. In the distance, she could hearDimitri shout something in Russian from the steps of the plane towards them andsmiled at Roman’s angry growl in response.
“Take me with you,” she whined with a pout. “I’ll be niceand quiet on the trip; you won’t even know I am there." She purposely madeher eyes large and hopeful and her expression sulkier.
Rahina could see Roman's emotions warring through him. Hewanted to laugh, but he was too angry to let himself.
“I wish I could, I even considered it a few times already,”he shook his head and leaned further into the opening of the door, causing hisbracing arm that held the door frame to flex under the movement. “But this isnot that type of trip. Where we will be going, and the people we will bedealing with are dangerous. I cannot help work this deal Vladimir wants andkeep an eye on you at the same time.”
She nodded glumly. “I understand.”
Pulling away from her, Roman gave her one last unreadablestern look before turning around.
Jumping out of the vehicle and followed him across thetarmac. “But what if you get seduced by some hot island girl while you areaway?” she moaned as she followed him part way up the stairs of the jet.
Turning in the jet door's entrance, he pursed his lips inthought and gave her a halfhearted shrug. “I willtrynot to let thathappen.”
Her mouth fell open with appalled shock. “Fine,” she crossedher arms in a huff. “And I will try to ignore all the hot dudes throwingthemselves at me while you are gone.”
Leaning partly out the door, his smile widened with achaotic edge. "Lean a little closer, baby, so I can wrap my hand aroundthat beautiful neck of yours and whisper in your ear just what exactly I willdo to you if you do not try and resist," he threatened.
That brand of delightful fear only he could invoke bubbledin her chest, and she looked away with a foolish grin and caught one of theground control attendants’ eyes who was standing next to the detachable laddershe was standing on.
“Sir, please if you don’t mind please wheel the ladder far,far away from the criminal threatening me.”
Already more than ready to move the stairs for the readypilot and crew, the man obliged and began slowly rolling the stairs away fromthe jet with her still standing on it. Unable to keep up her fake anger, sheturned back and waved at Roman who was now seated at a window. He didn't waveback, but he didn't take his eyes from her either, not until the plane turnedaway from her and taxied toward the runway.
