“Mine.”She tried the word out, liking how it fit.But she wasn’t about to let him take full control of this the same way he had on everything else—no matter how attractive she found the idea.“I’m hyphenating my name.”
Dmitri barked out a laugh, the sound shocking in its authenticity.He lifted her onto the desk and slid his chair closer, forcing her to spread her legs to accommodate him.“O’Malley-Romanov.”
She didn’t actually care one way or another, but she liked pushing his buttons.“I don’t know.Romanov-O’Malley kind of has a nice ring to it.”
Dmitri guided her feet up to the armrests of his chair and then pushed her knees out, leaving her totally exposed.“I’ll make you a bargain.”There was nothing in his tone to show he was affected by having her in this position, but his eyes burned hot, and his touch was almost reverent as he coasted his hands from her ankles up the outside of her legs, and then around to her inner thighs.
Yes, yes, yes.She had to work to keep her anticipation in check and forced her voice to sound as polite and distant as his.“I’m all ears.”
“If you can keep from coming until two, you can have the order your way.”His lips curved in a wicked smile.“But if you cannot hold out, you will be Keira O’Malley-Romanov.”
She kind of liked the ring to that, but she refused to give in on principle.She checked the clock.“I don’t know,Romanov.You only gave yourself five minutes.I can last that long.”
“We shall see, won’t we?”He kissed the side of her knee.It was a chaste touch as such things went—there wasn’t even a hint of tongue—but she felt it like a bolt to her core.
Keira clamped her lips together to keep a moan inside as he dragged his mouth up her inner thigh.Dmitri took his time as if he wasn’t the least bit worried about the seconds ticking down to her victory.He licked the dip at the top of her thigh and then pressed his face to her pussy and inhaled deeply.He growled in Russian against the most private part of her as if telling her all the things he planned on doing to her.
It shouldn’t be so hot to hear him speak his native language against the most private part of her… except, she couldn’t think of a single thing hotter.Keira gripped the edge of the desk and fought to hold perfectly still.
He ran his tongue reverently over her, exploring her folds.Tasting her.Savoring her.Dmitri used his thumbs to part her.“You are beautiful everywhere,moya koroleva.But a man could become addicted to seeing this little bud swell for him.”He breathed on her clit.“So responsive.So fucking sexy.I could spend a lifetime fucking this pretty pussy with my tongue, my fingers, my cock.I’ll never get enough of you.”
“Dmitri.”His name came as a whimper instead of the command she’d been aiming for.She cast a wild glance at the clock.Two minutes to go.I am so fucking screwed.
As if sensing her thoughts, Dmitri spread her folds and circled her clit with his tongue.Once, twice, and then flicks that had her crying out.It was too much and not enough, and the seconds ticking down only made thewhole thing immeasurably hotter.He pushed two fingers into her, pumping slowly as if he had all the time in the world while he worked her with his tongue.
She looked down her body and found those gray eyes on her, hot and possessive.It was too much.She’d never stood a chance to begin with.Keira dug her fingers into his hair and came with his name on her tongue.
CHAPTER SIXTEEN
Dmitri licked his lips and cursed when someone knocked on the door.“Hold,” he barked.It was one thing to have Keira spread for him on his desk.It was entirely another to have any of his men witness the show.It was for Dmitri and Dmitri alone.He kissed first one thigh and then the other.“I have a task for you.”
She blinked those hazel eyes at him.“I’m going to need a minute before I regain the use of my legs.”
Sheer satisfaction flared.The sated look written over her face washisdoing.She’d be feeling the aftereffects of pleasure for a while now, and every time she did, she’d think of him.
Tomorrow, he’d give her more to think about.
“Dmitri,” she prodded.“The task.”
He dragged himself back to what had to be the priority.“I need you to take charge of the reception.”
“What?No.”
He spoke quickly and firmly.“This is important, Keira.I’m not giving you busy work.This will be our first event as a married couple, and as such, we’ll have half a dozen families there who want to kill each other.Your family will be there, which means both the Sheridans and Hallorans will be represented as well.Ivan and his wife will be there, watching to report back any weakness they see.It is vital that it proceeds without any issues.”
She thinned her lips, but finally nodded.“I don’t know how to throw a party.”
“I find that hard to believe.You might have never been a host, but you’ve seen countless ones put together.”He saw the flicker of doubt and relented.“I have a woman who I usually hire to take care of these types of things.I’ll set up a meeting for the two of you in the morning.”
“Okay.”She hesitated.“Are you coming to bed?”
A loaded question if he’d ever heard one.“Not tonight.”It was more complicated than he wanted to go into, but it had become increasingly clear that Keira truly could be his if they could get out of each other’s way long enough to make it happen.Dmitri didn’t think he knew how to do that any more than she did, and they didn’t have the luxury of time to figure it out.
Sink or swim.
Those were their only options.
He caught her around the waist, holding her in place, and waited until she met his gaze.“I want to.I would give damn near anything to spend the rest of the night with you.But if I come upstairs now, we will fuck, and you need time.”
