Page 13 of Caught By the Bratva Boss

“Mr. Popov,” she said finally, and I knew whatever she was going to say, she had been thinking about it since we started driving. “I hope that the video you accidentally saw,” she sucked in a breath and turned even redder. If she continued to blush, she would be purple soon. “Doesn’t affect our working relationship. It was honestly not meant for you.”

I mulled over her words. “Yet I’m the one who watched it.” Reaching out, I placed my hand on her knee and squeezed. “More than once,” I whispered. “It’s my new favorite pastime. Watching you.”

My fingers danced up her thigh, and every part of me wanted her to be wearing anything but jeans. Something that gave me access to more skin, something I could slip my hand under. “The sight and sound of you getting yourself off is burned into my brain. All I keep thinking of is making you—”

She trembled. “Mr. Popov, please. You gave Greg your word that you wouldn’t.”

Laughing, I flexed my fingers around her again. “Is that all that matters? That I gave Greg my word. Don’t you want my promise as well?”

“Of course.”

It might have been my imagination, but I was sure her breath was catching in her throat. She liked my hands on her.

“I promised not to force myself on you, and I will stick to that. But this,” again I let my hand drift up higher. “This isn’t forced because you aren’t moving away. You’re just as intrigued by this heat between us as I am.” Not giving her a chance to argue, I spoke over her. “You’re a beautiful woman, Lily. You shouldn’t have to touch yourself to get a man’s attention. Your man should—” my fingers were almost at the apex of her thighs, and she still hadn’t moved. “A real man wouldn’t let you be neglected like that.

Like earlier in the shower. He was too busy with me to even notice what you were doing in that shower. I noticed, and believe me if he wasn’t around I would have come up, wrapped your legs around my hips and fucked you so hard we would have broken the tiles. I’d have made you scream so loudly that the police were called. I’d wake you up with my tongue in your pussy and an orgasm as your alarm clock. You wouldn’t go to sleep without being covered in my cum.”

Turning my eyes from the road, I found her staring at me. “That’s the kind of man you deserve. One who wants your juices dripping from him every second of the day. And that’s what you would get with me. A real man.”

She blinked like someone in a daydream. But she still didn’t pull away.

A slow, knowing smile spread across my face. “That’s what you’ve always wanted, isn’t it? You hide it behind those prissy blouses and skirts in the office, but the video showed me the real you. The you that’s just begging for a real man between your thighs.”

“Greg is.”

“Greg is a moron, and we both know it. When he kisses you, it doesn’t turn you on. You’re fighting for something that isn’t there.”

“He loves me, and we are getting married.”

I scoffed at her words. She was deluded. “If you say so, but it doesn’t change the fact that he doesn’t really do it for you. I do. That’s why it was me who you thought about in that video, and why you are wet now before I’ve even touched you. Just hearing what I want to do to you turns you on, Lily. You can’t deny it.”

She swallowed so hard I heard it, and my smile grew wider.

“What do you want to do to me?” she whispered.

Laughing, I shook my head. “So much, Lily. All of it depraved and filthy, but right now? I want to cup you through those jeans and rub that thick seam into your clit until you’re creaming into your panties and making a mess on my seat.” I turned and grinned at her.

“I’ll just keep the pleasure going until you’re in agony. Teetering on the edge. A little punishment for the misery I’ve been in since I saw the video.” I winked. “And when you can’t take anymore, I’d rip those jeans off you, and fuck you until you couldn’t walk.”

“Oh,” she whimpered, and the sound went straight to my balls, which drew up tight. “Right.”

I couldn’t help myself, I let my thumb brush against the seam of her jeans just once and was rewarded by a shudder and another whimper.

“But of course I can’t do any of that unless you agree, Lily. That was the promise, wasn’t it?”

Mutely, she nodded, her bottom lip between her teeth.

“So when you’re ready, you just let me know.” I slipped my hand from her tight thigh and turned my attention back to the road. “And I’ll make sure you forget that loser you call a fiancé.”

She didn’t say anything. She didn’t need to. I already knew I had her.

Chapter Six

Daniil

“This is your room.” Stepping back, I let her go in first before following after her and letting the door close behind me. She jumped, the small overnight bag falling from her shoulders. “I think you will find it adequate.” I scanned the room quickly before letting my eyes fall on her slender back and travel down to her round ass, which was perfectly encompassed in the blue denim.

Jesus, she had a great ass, round but not like she’d had surgery. It wasn’t too big, but it was biteable, and my mouth watered at the thought of sinking my teeth into it one day soon. And it will be soon. The way she had reacted to my touch in the car told me that much.