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My head inclines. “And now?”
She fixes me with her daring gaze. “I don’t beg. I demand.”
My teeth graze my lips while I look at her, like a predator at its prey.
I pin her against the wall, my lips crashing against hers in a fierce, aggressive kiss, only to trail possessive kisses down her neck, down the deep cut of her dress. The way her body surrenders to my touch fuels me with overpowering need.
Without effort, I lift her into my arms, holding her against my chest. “Not here. Not the first time.”
I carry her toward the door and open it with one hand, still holding her in my arms. As it swings open, I see Remo standing by as always. Serena hides her face in the curve of my neck as if it would make him disappear.
“Boss?” Remo clears his throat.
“Send her family home…immediately,” I command.
He nods. “What should I tell them?”
As any fucked-up and unapologetic bastard with no conscience would say, I reply, “Tell them I’m going to fuck my wife.”
CHAPTER 26
Nikos
Her body trembles as I slowly drag the zip of her dress down her back, exposing her soft skin. A faint sigh escapes as I gently trail a path down her bare spine with the back of my gloved finger. There’s something about a woman’s back that I find strangely beautiful. The way the muscles subtly shift beneath the skin, the graceful curve of the spine, and the gentle slope of the shoulders combine into a work of art.
“Aren’t you going to take these off?” she whispers over her shoulder.
“No.” I slide the dress off her shoulders, letting it cascade down her frame. “Only to pleasure you.” I brush her long, thick black hair away and plant a kiss on her bronzed shoulder.
I swiftly turn her around, causing another gasp to drift from her lips. My gaze roams up her exposed body. She doesn’t wear a bra, and reluctantly, I pull myself away from the sight to meet her eyes, full of uncertainty but also anticipation. I lie her down on the black duvet of my bed and slide her thong down the length of her toned legs. Breathing slow, unsteady, heavily, she supports herself on her elbows as she watches me unbutton my shirt and drop it to the ground. She seems to savor the sight of my naked torso, her gaze trailing down inch by inch, lingering on my scars until it stops at my erect cock, now rid of the remainder of my clothes.
She’s seen all of me before, but the possibility of sex was never on the agenda, and she knew that. But now all bets are off.
“Are you scared, wicked one?”
She swallows. “Just a little.”
I position myself beside her, supporting my weight on my left elbow. With my right hand, I pinch the glove between my teeth and slide it off. “Will you trust me?” My hand makes its way between her thighs, and I gently stroke her clit.
Her teeth sink in her bottom lip. “I’ll try.”
“No.” I glide my finger through her folds and shove the tip of my finger inside her, feeling the heat and the wetness of her arousal. “You have to trust me fully.”
A moan purrs in her throat at the teasing movement of my fingers. “Okay.” Goosebumps rise on her skin. “I trust you.”
A smirk curls the side of my lips, shifting my weight to sit up. I maneuver her body higher on the bed, taking her hands above her head. With a silken binding I retrieve from my bedside drawer, I bind her wrists to the bed frame.
“What are you doing?” Her breath hitches.
“Trust me, remember?” My lips brush against her ear as I lean in. “I promise everything that I do will be for your pleasure.”
I reach for the black fabric and place it over her eyes. “Head up.”
She follows my order without question, and I tie the cloth at the back of her head.
“It will heighten the experience.” I plant wet, teasing kisses down her neck, savoring the way her body trembles in response to my touch. I make my way down her collarbone, cleavage, until I reach her most sensitive spot. “I promise you will never forget your first time.”
A hushed sigh escapes her lips as her body writhes against the restraints. My hands wrap around her thighs while my tongue circles her clit. Slow and gentle. Fast and rough. Seeing how she’s coming undone because of me is intoxicating. It’s powerful to have complete control over her body and senses. Her moans grow louder, more ragged, as I suck, then lick, then suck again. Her body shakes uncontrollably at the slow caress of my tongue, tasting her arousal. She’s so wet. She’s ready.
