Page 81 of Deceitful Bond

And then I feel it again. The familiar weight returning to my finger. Andrei never takes his eyes off me as he shackles me to him once again. My mouth opens to say something, but this time, he presses his lips hard against mine.

I struggle underneath him, but it’s half-hearted as my tongue seeks out his. I writhe against him, anger and need building into something I can’t stop. I don’t want him to stop. This time, Andrei must admit he wants me. He has to show me how much.

He pulls back and I stare at him, panting.

“Is this what you want?” I ask when I finally catch my breath. “For me to surrender everything? To be completely yours?”

His dark eyes are inscrutable, and something quickly passes through them. “Yes,devushka.”

“Are you using me?” I ask again. “Tell me the truth this time.”

“I’m not.”

Liar.

Two can play this game.

“I see the way you stare at me,” I whisper, turning my head this way and that, but keeping my eyes trained on him. “Iknowyou want to use me. You dream of using me. And on my weakest days, that’s what I want too. So why don’t we be honest with each other for once?” I take a deep, trembling breath.

My heart screams in joy while my brain shrieks in horror at the words that tumble out of my mouth.

“You want it?” I whisper to him. “Then fucking take it.”

Chapter 50

Andrei

Fucking take it.

I will.

Paige challenges me with a steel gaze, her eyes filled with anger, hurt, and desire. Straddling her hips, I lean in and slip my tongue into her waiting mouth, exploring it. She responds eagerly, pushing her hips against the erection straining against my pants.

My frustration blinds me, and I’m rougher than I should be. I yank the top of her dress down to her waist and lust for her hard nipples, ready to be sucked. I tug the hem of her dress over her hips, revealing the panties between the V of her smooth thighs.

I struggle with my zipper, yanking my cock out and squeezing it in my hands. Paige’s gaze lowers, and she licks her lips with a slow sweep of the tongue, and then she looks into my eyes. Her steady gaze is wanting.

My hand rests between her legs, and I rub my fingers over her pussy. She’s soaked through her panties, and I feel her under the thin fabric. Moaning louder, Paige tosses her head back against the door to expose her neck. The length of bare, delicate skin produces a growl from deep down my throat.

My teeth nibble and bite as my fingers explore her. My thumb grazes her swollen clit, making her wetter. Her thighs shake as my bites go deeper, and my fingers tease her bud. A nibble, then a stroke, until she’s gasping desperately for air and grinding hard against my hand. Paige holds onto my hips as her body trembles from pleasure. I descend lower until my mouth is between her legs, sucking and licking her sweet juices away until a moan punches from her throat.

“Is this what you wanted, Andrei?” Her voice sounds bitter and resentful through clenched teeth.

My eyes narrow as I stand back up until I’m staring down into her eyes. But I don’t answer.

Paige takes hold of my shirt, tugging it off me. Her hands roam over my muscular chest and back, causing me to shudder from her gentle touch. She bites down on my shoulder, tentatively at first, until I moan from the sting. She bites harder. I grab her hips, squeezing her and daring her to do more.

“Is this what you fucking wanted?” Her dress is wrapped around her waist, exposing the curves of her lush body. The body I’ve desired since our first dance, a body I want to fill. Paige arches her back and parts her legs, showing off her sweet pussy, glistening in the sunlight.

Unrestrained, my hands seize the thin material of her dress and rip it open in one swift motion until she stands naked in front of me, trembling in anticipation. Paige looks surprised at first, but soon relaxes into her newly discovered power.

“Answer me, Andrei!” She glares at me. “Is this what you fucking wanted?”

“Yes,” I growl. “Every second since the moment I saw you.”

I grab her by the hips and position her. Breathing deeply, Paige lowers her eyelids, watching me through her lashes as she pretends to surrender.

“Then what the fuck are you waiting for?”

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