As she processed my words, I could almost see her brain spinning in a million different directions. Part of me wished I could reach into that beautiful and fucked up mind and taste every single one of her thoughts. It might’ve helped me predict what happened next.
The corners of her lips stretched into a huge grin. Alisa’s eyes practicallyglowed. I meticulously memorized the expression as she threw herself into my arms.
“Thank you,” Alisa whispered against my chest.
I stared down at her to make sure I wasn’t hallucinating.
“Are youthanking mefor forcing you out of your apartment?” I asked, unsure if this was some sort of reverse psychology.
Alisa’s head bobbed against me, and her entire body seemed to move with it.
I stifled a groan. She felt so good against me. Finally, she was back where she belonged. Still, I couldn’t let me dick overtake my brain.
I threaded my fingers through her silky hair and pulled until she was looking up at me.
“You really aren’t mad?” I said, watching her closely.
“Mad?” she said with a laugh.
Her giggle was so mirthful and cute I wanted to memorize every high and low pitch…
And then fuck her mouth while she made the exact same noise.
“This entire time, I’ve been praying that it never stops snowing, so you wouldn’t throw me out.”
She opened and closed her mouth, struggling to find her next words. I brushed a finger against her lips. Alisa smiled against my touch and finally found her words.
Lucky girl, I might’ve given her a use for that mouth otherwise.
“Being here with you is the happiest I’ve ever been. For the first time in my life, I feel safe.” Alisa swallowed and stared at me. A hint of disbelief shone in her eyes, but I could almost taste the truth in her words. “If you’d asked me to leave, I think I might’ve begged to stay.”
I smiled, some of the tension leaving my chest. Her eyes brightened to a depth that I hadn’t known was possible.
“There’s still time for you to beg…” I said. “Although, there’s something else I’d prefer you beg for.”
Alisa bit down on her lip. With a groan, I yanked her face towards mine, kissing her hard enough to leave an imprint in her memory. She opened for me with a mewl, and I reminded her with my tongue who owned her body.
My lips moved down the sensitive part of her neck and marked her so everyone would know who she belonged to. Her groans of appreciation left me hard as a fucking rock.
When I swallowed those cries with my tongue and finally pulled away, her lips looked so bee-stung it took all of my self control not to immediately go back in for another taste.
“Dmitri,” she groaned, resting her head against my shoulder. “God, I missed you tonight.”
With those words, my brain finally overtook my dick and reminded me she left. As much as I wanted to push her to her knees and properly welcome her home, I needed to know why she’d disobeyed me.
“Why did you go back to your apartment?” I asked.
My hand twitched as I noticed a strand of golden hair that’d fallen across her face. No, if I touched her again, I’d lose all focus.
Her breaths came out labored as she collected herself enough to speak. Clearly I wasn’t the only one turned the hell on.
“I’m sorry for leaving. It’s complicated, but I promise it was thelast thingI wanted to do.” A heavy sigh exited her mouth. “I went back to my apartment to grab money… Did you happen to bring my stash back here?”
I blinked. Well, that wasn’t what I’d been expecting.
Still, I didn’t like the sound of ‘complicated’. I’d uncover that soon enough.
“Everything’s in that room,” I said, nodding towards the door at the end of the hall. “Well, everything except for that shitty furniture of yours.”
