Page 32 of Ensnared
"I have thought of nothing else but you for the past week," his words were like hot little caresses against her bare pussy. Eve shivered. "I want to taste you again. Will you let me, Eve?"
His words barely pierced the fog that suddenly clouded her mind. Was he serious? He was holding her bare ass cheeks in each of his hands, gripping her only inches from his face. Swallowing nervously, Eve stared down into his wild blue eyes and knew there was nothing she could say or do to stop this mad man.
The surrender must have been plain to see in her eyes because he let out a deep groan and buried his face in her sex. Eve let out a small sound that seemed to echo in the grand room and out into the hall. She knew the giant, Dominic, could probably hear her but she could not keep her voice at bay. Not with Dimitri's hot tongue tracing up her slit and batting at her clit. All of her anger and pride dissipated with one sinful lash of his tongue and she hugged his head tighter against her.
Her body quaked. The feeling only he could summon began to rise within her.
Dimitri pulled back, pressing one last kiss to the top of her glistening pussy and stood up. Eve just stared at him, frozen in disbelief as every nerve in her body still clung to the edge of unfulfilled desire.
Dimitri grinned. She watched as he stuffed her panties into his pocket.
He took her by the elbow and guided her to walk beside him as they left the room. "I think I have all the information I need to make a decision."
Eve couldn't decide if she wanted to scream and hit him or just break down and cry in the back seat as she got into the car. Partially naked and highly agitated, she refused to even look at the smug bastard as the SUV pulled away and headed out of the posh neighborhood in a familiar direction.
It took no time at all for the sleek black vehicle to cut its way across town through the light traffic before pulling to a smooth stop in front of her house. Eve was out of the car before Dominic could even get out, much less Dimitri. Her house key was in her hand as she marched across the sidewalk up to her door. All she had to do was put the key in the door and step inside and she was home free from this crazy—
A hand shot out from behind her and grabbed the door handle just as she planned to turn it.
Eve let out an exasperated little sound and whirled around on her heels to glare at Dimitri who was standing so close she could feel his body heat. He was alone. She glanced around him to see the large silhouette of his security guard still sitting in the front seat of the SUV.
"What else do you want from me?!" she said tightly. "You told me you wanted me to look at properties. I did that. What else-"
"You know what I want," he said, cutting her off, his accent thick around his words.
Dimitri took a step forward just as she heard the handle on the door turning behind her. Eve stepped back to put some room between them but she realized immediately her mistake as he backed her through the doorway step by step, closing the front door behind him.
"No," she said firmly, planting her feet on the living room carpet.
She tried to steel herself and stand her ground even as he reached out to her. His fingers lightly brushed her bare shoulder as he gently grabbed a lock of her hair. They both watched as he twirled the black curl around his fingers. With only the dim yellow light from the porch light outside trickling through the windows, it cast deep shadows across Dimitri's face but did nothing to those eyes. If anything, the low light highlighted the simmering intensity in his eyes which only made her feel even more trapped.
Eve shook her head and stepped back. Although it was useless and they both knew it. His hand gliding around her waist proved that. He would get what he wanted.
Her chest tightened as Dimitri's eyes dropped to her lips. Instinctively, her hands came up to his chest, fisting the fine material of his suit in his hands. To hold on? To push him away? She didn't know, all she knew at that moment was the feel of his lips as they pressed against hers. Her body seemed to sigh at the contact even as the logical side of her mind cried.
Knowing the battle was lost, she felt him slowly walk her backward further into the living room. Eve responded to his kiss. With her head tilted back, secure in the grip he had placed on her back and waist, she tangled her tongue with his. Dimitri rewarded her with a low sound in his throat, part growl, part hum of satisfaction.
With each step backward there was a growing fervor in his kiss. The soft nips at her bottom lips turned to bites along her jaw. Breathy sighs turned into groans as his hands curved over her ass. It wasn't until she felt the solid frame of her bed hitting her calves did she realize how much she was losing herself to this man.
As if sensing her returning clarity, Dimitri gave her a wicked dimpled smile and pushed down the straps to her dress.
"Don't bother fighting me. Nothing will keep me from you." Each word felt like a threat wrapped in silk leaving her with little choice but to obey.
Chapter 19
Herlittlequeenbedsqueaked in protest as Dimitri sat up. The thing probably squeaked all night, Eve couldn't be sure. Between Dimitri's harsh grunts and her own cries, it was hard to remember. Her throat felt dry. She didn't need to speak to know it would be hoarse. Never in her life had she ever spent the whole night moaning and crying out like she did with this man. That type of sex was damn near demonic.
Opening her eyes, she stared at the curtains. Eve grimaced. She regretted putting the bed so close to the window now. Her stomach turned a little at the thought of her neighbors or someone passing by for an early morning jog hearing her.
No one heard her, she assured herself clutching the cover tighter in her hands.
A hand settled on the curve of her waist and her thoughts froze. Staying perfectly still, Eve waited as the hand slid away and the bed shifted next to her. The sudden absence of his overwhelming presence registered instantly on her senses. The door to her room creaked softly as it opened and closed.
Eve let out a breath and lay there for a while.
Stretching, Eve winced. Her whole body was sore. Sitting up carefully, she held the sheet away from her and examined her body. More bruises. That man's mouth was a menace! If he wasn't whispering something threatening or lewd in her ear he was sucking and biting at her.
The bedroom door suddenly opened and Dimitri walked in. Wearing just his black slacks and no shirt, his tattoos were on full display across his sculpted chest. He was using one of her white towels with the printed pink strawberries on it, letting it hang around his neck.
