Page 57 of Fierce Pursuit

CHAPTER 14

KOSTYA

After tonight there would be no going back.

This wasn’t about the last few months.

It was about years of restraint, of fighting against the fire clawing through my veins. Years of forcing myself to look away when all I wanted was to devour her with my eyes. Of telling myself she was off-limits—untouchable. A temptation I couldn’t afford. A mistake I couldn’t make.

But the hunger never faded. It only grew sharper. Darker.

Now she was too close.

The past too heavy.

And I was done pretending I could resist.

Done pretending I even wanted to.

Rubbing my cock against her ass, I skimmed my hand along the curve of her back to cup her cheek, enjoying the soft hiss through her teeth as my fingers pressed into her punished skin.

I grasped the hated red thong and twisted until theflimsy fabric snapped. From this point forward, only lingerie I purchased and approved would hug her body.

I then slipped my hand between her thighs.

Her body stiffened. “Kostya, don’t…”

My finger glided along the seam of her pussy. “You take orders from me, babygirl, not the other way around.”

My taboo fantasy girl was wet from the spanking I’d just given her. Christ, it was every erotic dream I’d ever had about her come to life.

Her fingernails dug into my forearm as I pushed one finger deep inside of her.

She was so damn tight. Too tight. Virginal tight.

I ran my mouth against the side of her throat, rasping, “Did you save this sweet pussy for me, babygirl?”

She gasped but didn’t answer.

I increased my grip on her throat, to remind her who was in charge. “Answer me.”

Her palm slammed against the glass window, shoving back in a weak attempt to dislodge me. “Not for you,” she spit out through clenched teeth.

Dropping my hand to my pants, I opened the fly and with my fingers wrapped tightly around my shaft, I pushed the head of my cock between her thighs to tease her tight entrance. “Careful, little one. It is dangerous to bait a jealous man.”

Strange. I’d never been jealous over her sister and yet with Marina I’d tear the beating heart out of any man who dared to even look at her, without a second thought.

She deserved romance, flowers, and a soft, warm bed for her first time.

Unfortunately for her, I wasn’t going to let another minute pass before making her mine.

So instead, she’d get a hard fuck in a cold train car.

My hips shifted toward her.

Her back stiffened. “Kostya, don’t you dare…”

I thrust forward.

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