Page 35 of His Smile
“Roman, please. What if I don’t…ohhhh,” her hands tightenedpainfully on the decorative wooden slats in the headboard as her head archedbackward.
Only a kiss. He only placed one kiss to the center of thetrimmed black curls expertly and directly against her hooded clit, but thefeeling was devastating. Oxygen seized midway in her throat, temporarilyconfused of its original purpose and function as he placed small cruel teasingkisses along the outside edge of her curls before coming back to target andpressing his lips harder for another single, simple kiss.
“Roman!” she cried in agony, needing so much more.
Looking down at him, she could see the carnal change in hiseyes as his grip around her legs tightened, and she knew he was going to switchgears. Rahina shivered in fearful eagerness.
The loud deliberate knock from the bedroom door stilled themboth in silent disbelief. There was a muffled noise on the other side, but theyboth heard it—it was Roman’s name being called.
Rahina was too shocked and confused to actually process whatwas happening, but the abrupt savage rage in Roman’s eyes told her he hadprocessed the interruption perfectly fine. With a snarl that made her jump,Roman grabbed a fistful of the comforter and threw it over her naked body as hegot up with lightning speed and stomped towards the door. Whipping open thedoor so fast she caught the barest glimpse of Mosca’s grave face before Romanshut the door behind him
Slowly, she sat up in the bed trying to make as little noiseas possible as she listened to the deep muffled voices on the other side of theslightly cracked door. When he did come back in Rahina wished she would havegotten dressed. It was a very disconcerting feeling being naked under a blanketas a giant of a man stood at the edge of your bed, looking like he was ready tomurder something.
“Is everything ok?” She had never seen him like this before.No smile, no eye contact, just seething rage.
His large defined chest lifted heavily with each breath; hisflinty eyes were like two winter storms staring off unseeingly at the far wall.Worried, she wrapped the cover under her arms, and she crawled awkwardly on herknees to the edge of the bed and gingerly reached out to his shoulder as if hewere some wild creature.
Turning to her, his eyes narrowed with a flash of renewedanger before he let out a ragged groan, using both hands to scrub up and downhis face. “That was my boss.”
“Oh, I didn’t think you had a boss. Or at least not one thatwas around like you are to your men.”
She could see his eyes softening a bit in laughter at herstatement, but his expression remained stony, he was still too angry. “I dohave a boss, but he is in Russia. Normally, I only have to see that old bastarda couple of times a year, but now he wants me and Dimitri to go with him andhis son, Boris, to Jamaica to make some fucking deal.”
She stayed quiet for a few moments, waiting for the othershoe to drop. When nothing came, she frowned. “Is that it?”
His eyebrow shot up in angry confusion. “Yes. He wants me toleave tonight. If it was anyone else, I would send Dimitri to kill them for theinterruption, but killing Vladimir would mean I would have to kill his sonBoris and that would be more trouble than it is worth.”
Letting out a large exhale, she slapped him lightly on theshoulder before sitting heavily back onto the bed. “Oh my God, Roman is that it?I thought it was something serious. You looked so angry I just knew someonedied or something.”
“It is serious, I will be gone for a week, maybe more,” hegrowled, trying to make her see his point.
“But you will come back, right?”
“Yes, of course,” he frowned.
“Ok then, that’s not that bad. It’s not ideal, and I can’tsay I am not disappointed, but you really had me scared,” her heart was stilltrying to calm down from the brief scare. “I assumed it was something “work”related,” she made a show of making air-quotes when she said work.
Now, he was smirking. “Yes, well I’m painfullydisappointed.”
Grabbing her hand, he placed it on the front of his boxers,and she could feel the curve of his erection twitch under her hand igniting thefires within her once again. Before she could second guess herself, she curledher hands suggestively at the waistband of his shorts.
“If you want, I could help you with that,” rising to herknees so that she was facing his abs directly.
The look of controlled hunger that passed over his face onlyaroused her more. Cupping her face with both of his large hands, he pulled herupwards, gently forcing her to stand from the bed onto the ground.
“Trust me, I will take that offer and more when I return. Iwill not rush what will happen between us.”
Looking down at his chest, she stared past the sprinklingcover of hair to the tattoos beneath fighting back an unexpectant urge to cry.
“I’m sorry I ruined our plans last night,” wrapping her armsaround his waist she rested her head against the heat of his bare skin. “If Ididn’t spend last night crying who knows I could have already been chained toyour bed,” she teased.
A deep sound of laughter rumbled beneath her ears. After afew seconds, he pushed at her shoulders and held her. “Get dressed, I want toshow you something.”
She thought about teasing him and telling him he should bethe one to dress her since he was the one who undressed her, but she could tellby the rigidness in his shoulders and firm set of his mouth that he was a manat the edge of his control. Throwing on the pair of jeans she had packed and aloose fitting black and silver crop-top t-shirt she padded in her socks behindthe giant man who still only wore his black boxer briefs. Her heavy sigh ofappreciation at the muscles in his broad back was interrupted by two eagernoses thrusting into her thighs as she stepped off the stairs.
“Hi there, babies,” she cooed at the two happy dogs seekingsome morning attention. Stroking both of their heads, she looked up to see thatRoman had paused, looking back at her with a shake of his head at her use ofbaby voice.
Rolling her eyes at him, she gave the two hounds one lastpat before resuming her path behind him. Following him into the garage, shegave him a quizzical stare when he stopped next to his truck.
