I’m literally stunned, for all of about three seconds, until my brain catches up with my body.

Her lips are soft and sensual, as she puts all of her frustration and anger into it as I reciprocate, my hands moving to her hips as her other hand clutches my bicep.

I haven’t had sex in a while, and my dick is well aware of it.

Her scent. Her mouth. Her fucking everything. It fucks with all my senses and almost brings me to my knees.

When she touches me, she lights a flame inside me I thought had long since burned out.

Sure, there’s been plenty of women, but all of them are complacent, pleasant, predictable.

None are like Katiya, that is for fucking sure.

I kiss her back with a reverence that makes me want to do more. I want so much fuckingmore.

When her tongue touches mine, I move one hand up to her hair and grip harder.

Fuck yeah.

She grinds her pussy into my cock, and if I’m not mistaken, I hear a moan leave her throat.

I’m so goddamn hard for her.

As I deepen the kiss, she’s pushing on my chest, breaking away.

When I let go of her, we’re both panting hard.

“Katiya,” I breathe. “What the fuck was that?”

She shakes her head as if shaking me off, like she was transfixed for a moment and unaware of what she was even doing.

“A mistake,” she says, rubbing both her arms with her hands in a protective move that just about drives me up the bend.

“Katiya, wait…” I try, but she’s already fled, and I don’t chase her.

Whatever is going on in that pretty little head of hers just went way past complicated.

14

KATIYA

Oh my God.What the hell did I just do?

Once I’m in the elevator, I hit the top floor and palm my forehead.

Stupid. Stupid. Stupid.

What was I thinking?

Clearly, I wasn’t thinking, or something overtook my brain, and instead of slapping him, I planted my mouth on him.

All the pent-up rage I felt, all the powerless days and nights I’ve had up until this moment, feel like they’ve all been worth it for a kiss like that.

I lost control, just for a second.

And Marco going all alpha on me, questioning me on Vlad and wanting to cut his head off; for a minute, I had the power.

I had the strength.