He came over and pushed me flush up against the window. Anyone looking up would see us. He turned me around and gripped my neck.
"You've felt me in your dreams, Nova," he whispered in my ear.
His other hand began to fumble with the hem of my dress. Slowly, I felt it rising until it was over my ass.
"Get your hands off me." I squirmed but realized that I've just started grinding into him.
Grinding into the hardness that is his cock.
"No, Little Thief," he continued to whisper. "You've stolen something else from me."
"What? I haven't stolen anything else from you...let go of me," I hissed.
I could feel him starting to unbuckle his belt. His pants were going to be next and pooled around his feet. Liam was going to slide into me like a hot hard knife cutting into butter.
"You've stolen my thoughts," he whispered.
I refused to let him be in control.
"And that's my problem how?"
"I told you...I'd take you by force." Liam nipped at my ear, his grip more slight now.
I whirled on him, sparks flying.
Poking him directly in his chest, I told him. "Then take it."
The smirk I knew so well appeared on his face. He was head of the Bratva. Liam Safaryan didn’t take orders from anyone and I knew this was new for him. Slipping out of my jacket, I let it drop to the floor. He came and lifted me and suddenly I was above his head, staring down into those mossy colored eyes that haunted my dreams.
He sat me down on his desk and came in between my legs. "I think you're going to part with it easily. No need to force you."
I threw back my head and laughed.
Liam didn't care, he was already kissing the side of my neck. "You smell so good, Little Thief."
I moaned, wrapping my legs around him. "You do as well."
My hands move between us and I undo his pants, then grip him in my hand. A gasp escaped from his mouth as I scooted forward and guided him to my entrance. He slipped inside of me and we both moaned it out.
Nothing could be heard except our flesh and moans. The lights begin to go crazy outside of the window and I could see the tv's strategically placed all around the ceiling so that the party goers could see the ball dropping.
Damn.
New Year’s was going to just be moments away.
"Ungh," I moaned.
"I'm never letting you go again, Nova," Liam's hands had begun to grip my back so hard I thought he was going to go through me and I had done the same to him.
I was screaming out in pleasure, not caring if anyone could hear us. My eyes opened briefly and saw we were five seconds away from a new year. Liam moved my head to the side and bit down into the flesh of my neck.
"Come for me, Nova!"
He gripped my face in between his hands and crushed his mouth against my own. It was all it took, his words and an orgasm ripped through my body. He came too, roaring in ear and spilling himself inside of me.
"Happy New Year, Liam," I breathed and laid my head against his chest.
It rose and fell for the longest moments, and I could hear his heart beating behind his rib cage. His arms wrapped around me as I remembered his words. He was never letting me go. Something fluttered in my own chest. Liam had found a way to get inside of my soul; I had never let anyone do that before.
