“Yes,” I say, hating how easily she bends me without even trying. This woman may be delicate, and think she’s powerless, but she doesn’t need to be big and strong if she has me wrapped around her finger like I’m her own private warrior.
“Okay.”
“I’ll draw up a contract for you to sign in the morning,” I tell her. One I’ll likely spend way too long drafting tonight, ensuring every word is perfect.
“A contract?” she repeats with her brow furrowing. “Because you think I’ll change my mind after you beat the shit out of Archer?”
“Yes. And I want to make sure the terms of this arrangement are clear to both of us.”
“Then the terms are simple,” she says. “Archer lives, walks away, and is never hunted again, so long as he never betrays you again. In exchange…I’m yours in your bed for one week.”
“I need you to be more specific than ‘in my bed for one week,’” I tell her while a million specifics of what I want to do to her race through my filthy mind.
“I’ll let youfuck meevery night that I sleep in your bed,” Alina clarifies.
She offers one sentence that nearly brings me to my knees.
“That’s better,” I reply with an eager grin. “Still, you make it sound like you plan to lie there and wait until it’s over whileIfuckyou. I want you to be an active participant. I need you to be an enthusiastic participant or I’ll refuse.”
“You wouldn’t,” she declares confidently. “But I wouldn’t have offered if I planned to simply grin and bear it.”
“Is that right?”
Hearing her admit that she wants me is everything. The urge to throw her over my shoulder and start the seven nights right now is strong. So strong I have to tuck my fisted hands into my pockets. “How enthusiastic are we talking? Will you climb on top and ride me at least…twice during those seven nights?”
“T-twice is acceptable,” she stammers, her green eyes glazing over as if she’s thinking about it too now, in great detail. Seeing the blatant lust on her face has my cock so hard it’s weeping.
“I also want to pleasure you each night,” I declare. “Oral sex, in case that was unclear.”
An exhale of breath leaves her parted lips. “As long as you don’t expect me to reciprocate.”
“I wouldn’t dream of it,” I lie. I do dream of it, a hundred or more times a day, likely again when I force myself to tell her goodnight and lock myself in my room to shower.
But first…I decide to push my luck. I don’t want to leave her turned on and aching tonight. I also need to know that she’s serious about her offer.
Cupping Alina’s jaw, I rub my thumb over her bottom lip and tell her, “Let me have a taste of you right now, and I’ll let you come tomorrow.” It’s risky, stupid even, but I can’t resist. Especially after her lips part and she lets me swipe the pad of my thumb over her hot tongue.
She doesn’t answer, but she doesn’t refuse either when I grasp her hip in my free hand and back her up against the wall.Pulling my thumb free, I replace it with two fingers instead, shoving them deep enough that she has to open wider. Her fingers wrap around my wrist.
“Suck them,” I demand.
Alina complies, making me groan as I work the digits in and out of her pretty mouth with her hand gripping mine. At the same time, I hike up the bottom of her dress until it bunches around her stomach.
Glancing down, I curse when I see her sexy black string thong. Unable to wait another second, I remove my fingers from her mouth to claim it with my own. Wrapping my fingers around her throat, I shove my tongue deep against hers. Alina grabs onto the back of my neck while my wet fingers slip down her stomach, sliding inside the front of her panties.
Alina whimpers when my fingertips graze her slit for the first time.
“Fuck,” I groan. She’s soaking wet, allowing me to easily bury my fingers inside her tight heat.
After that, our kiss turns feral. Alina hikes one of her legs up on my hip, spreading herself wider for me. The heel of my hand presses against her clit as she begins to ride my hand. Her fingers grab onto the back of my jacket like she wants to rip it off.
When her slick walls clench around my pumping fingers, I reluctantly tear my lips from hers to watch her face. She throws her head back against the wall where my hand on her throat has her pinned.
I press down harder on her clit, and she erupts. “Dom!”
Eyes slamming shut, she gasps my name again as her entire body begins to quake from the pleasure.
Hearing her scream the shortened version of my name while she comes on my fingers nearly sets me off. But I hold off, making tonight about her alone.
