Running quickly, my heels clicked loudly on the wooden floor. I searched for an open cabin door to hide in. Noticing one at the end of the hallway, I hurried to reach it then jumped inside. I was about to close the door, when a black leather shoe stopped me. Swiftly, Dom entered and locked the door, his dangerous, amber eyes scanning my body from head to toe as I breathed heavily.
Licking my dry lips, I said, “You need to leave.” He just chuckled, pushed me against the door where my back hit a bit painfully, and pressed his body as close as he could.
Lifting his hand, he slowly ran his finger down my cheek.
Closing my eyes, I arched my back to give him better access to my neck as he nipped the skin, leaving an unfamiliar burning sensation all over me. My hands desperately tried to bring him closer, even though he already had me squashed between the door and his chest. His erection pressed into my core, and I whimpered in need, craving him deep inside me, although it was so wrong.
So, so wrong.
Lacing my hands through his hair, I tugged so he would lift his head and give me his expressive eyes that held so many secrets and a desire I could drown in. “What are you doing to me?”
Without answering, he captured my lips, demanding entrance. With a moan, I allowed it, his tongue seeking mine as we collided in a kiss so passionate and possessive my lungs hurt from lack of oxygen.
My hands trailed lower to his chest, where I felt the rapid beating of his heart. My fingers unbuttoned his shirt slowly while he wrapped my legs around his waist, hiking my pink dress in the process so nothing separated us but my lacy underwear and his dress pants. He pushed forward, right against my clit, and I gasped into his mouth. My head fell back against the door, and I breathed in much-needed air while he ripped my panties and unzipped his pants.
Biting my neck harshly, he murmured, “Mine.”
Not wanting to speak, because what we were doing was unacceptable on so many levels, I kissed him again while he entered me in one smooth move, and I cried out as the euphoric feelings spread through me. Thrusting to the hilt, he latched onto my nipple, sucking it harshly through the thin material of my dress while I hugged him closer, closer, as freaking close as I possibly could.
“Dominic.” My raspy whisper stopped his movement as he tugged on my earlobe.
He whispered, “That’s what it feels like to be owned by a man,krasavica.”
Lifting my hand to cup his cheek, my eyes registered the diamond engagement ring on my finger, and I froze as the cold reminder of reality slipped into our moment and shattered it into tiny pieces.
Why?
Because Dominic Konstantinov wasn't the man I had to marry in two days. “Oliver.”
Dominic pulled back and slammed inside me with force as a cry escaped me, while he harshly hissed, “You don’t call another man’s name while my dick is inside you.”
His tone, as if he had every right to me, pissedme off. “Another man who is my fiancé!”
He chuckled, stilling inside me once again, as he rubbed my cheek with his while his hot breath aroused me more—if it was even possible in our current situation.
“Yet you are here with me.” He pulled all the way out and then pushed forward again, catching my gasp with his lips, not letting me speak.
Maybe it wasn’t such a bad idea really. As long as I kept my mouth shut, I didn't have to listen to my conscience. I could forget myself with his masculine smell that tickled my nose, his ripped muscles under my fingers as I scratched his back, and finally, the feel of his cock hitting just the right spot. He knew how to touch, kiss, move. Like we had done it thousands of times.
“You will always be only mine,krasavica.”
The words set me off, sending me into a spiral of bliss where nothing mattered. I held on to him, with my eyes closed, daring to believe in this moment his words were true,as unrealistic as they sounded.
Conductor
As they groaned their release, I backed away from the door, feeling perverted for listening to them, but it didn't defuse the anger at the thought of Dominic loving his woman the way he did. No one ever made love to me or cherished me like that.
With my heels in my hands, I tiptoed across the floor so no sound could be heard. I noticed some Bratva people sniffing around the corners with various devices and hid behind a column, but not before understanding their intentions.
Vito had allowed them to come here and do this. The question was why.
Did it mean they searched for the rat or the mastermind inside thefamilia? My heart hammered against my ribcage, and sweat coated my back at the thought of being caught. It couldn’t happen to me, not until I had my revenge. Hectically scanning Vito’s close circle, I had little time to place the necessary evidence to remove suspicion from me.
The clock was ticking.
Dominic
Adjusting her dress appropriately, I concluded this couldn't go on. And since Vito gave me the all-clear to whisk her away from here, I would. She licked her lips, which were swollen and red from our kisses. “You need to go first, so no one will see us.”
