Page 23 of Bratva Prince
“Just give it a minute,” he whispered against my ear, his voice low and deep. “I’m sure they’ll leave.” His voice was almost strained, as if our bodies touching had tortured him as much as me.
Like clockwork, the man from the hot tub said something to the woman, and they went inside, leaving us alone, pressed up against the building.
“I think they’re gone,” I whispered, but his eyes were focused on mine. I swallowed hard, and he slowly backed up, shaking his head like he was shaking out the hormones.
“I knew he would see us and think we were hooking up behind the bushes,” he said, humor to his tone.
I scoffed and smacked his huge arms. “Don’t be disgusting,” I snapped.
He only smiled, heading toward the door. “It got him to leave, didn’t it?”
I shook my head, following his lead. We crept through the door and down the hall to the staircase, taking several flights up to the top floor where his suite was located. He opened the door to his room, holding it for me like a gentleman as we stepped inside the large suite that was way better looking than my double.
He stepped into the bathroom as I draped our clothes over the chair by the desk. Returning with two towels, I wrapped myself around the soft, warm fabric. He walked to the nightstand, phoning room service to have our clothes laundered and dried.
I could never afford such a luxury. This guy must be loaded. Nice suite, room service—and I’m pretty sure I heard him ask for a bottle of wine to be brought up. Minutes later, someone knocked on the door, collecting our clothes and handing off two bathrobes and a bottle of wine.
Soft, plush bathrobes. The best kind.
Dropping the towel, I wrapped myself in the plushy fabric and asked Ivan if he wanted to take a shower first, telling him I’d watch television until he was done.
“Or,” he suggested with a devious glint in his eyes, “we could take one together.”
“Well, Mr. Viking,” I answered in a sultry tone, watching his eyes heat with a flame of desire as I called him that. “If you think you can handle it.”
I slid the robe over my shoulders, letting it drop to the floor. His Adam’s apple bobbed as he swallowed hard, licking his lips while I unhooked my bra and let it slide down my arms, giving me goosebumps from the sensation.
My chest was exposed, yet he was still dressed.Oh, no sir. He’d have to work for it, court me,beg for me,before getting any further. Show me that he was willing to let go of his pride and male ego and be worthy of me giving him something so special.
Because to me, it was. I hadn’t slept with anyone besides Rolan—so not only was I lacking experience, I wasn’t giving it up so easily.
Teasing him, I sauntered to the bathroom nonchalantly, telling him, “If you want me, I'll be in the bathroom.” Despite my convincing tone, I was dying for him to chase me down and claim me as his own.
I closed the bathroom door, taking a deep breath to center myself and get control. My heart felt like it would beat right out of my chest. He knocked twice, opening the door and strolling in at a leisurely pace.
“Did you think you would get away from me so easily?” he asked, his tone even and unaffected. But the hunger in his eyes deceived his facade.
He smiles before lunging at me, making me jump. He grabs both of my arms and shoves me against the wall. His scent of sandalwood and salt from the ocean envelopes me, making me crave everything about him. My juices rush down my leg as his erection presses against my stomach, and I gasp and blush, wondering why he can't be naked right now.
I smirk and tilt my head up, soaking in everything about him, then I swiftly turn aside, pushing him away. “I told you where I'd be.” As I begin the shower, I bend over and give him a complete display. I look over my shoulder and notice him staring at me as if I were his next meal.
My act was starting to waver under the intensity of his gaze. I stood, facing him as my hands slithered to my hips, grabbing at my panties.
“Oh, no,” he said, stepping closer until his body was only inches from mine, the warmth emanating from his skin. “Allow me.”
He palms my ass, and I sink into him, unable not to. His fingers slid up and under the lacy fabric, teasing my skin before he jerked my panties down in one swift motion, falling to the floor. My pulse quickens, and my chest rises and falls faster as I step out from them, my gaze drawn to his boxers and the huge erection coming from them.
“Well, let me return the favor,” I replied as I rubbed my body against him again, my hands moving down his back from his shoulders to the band of his underwear. His chiseled ripped pecs and six-pack must have come from the gods because they are magnificent. Every inch of his backside was beautiful, whether it was his V-shaped waist or his muscular ass and thighs, makes my mouth water. Anticipation crackles around me, swelling in intensity to the point where another drop of arousal drips down my leg. He oozes sexuality.
Several seconds pass, and I finally work up the courage. My gaze flickered to his again, drawing out the moment before I pulled them down at an agonizingly slow pace, allowing my body to bend down in the motion, stopping when my face reached the patch of hair that trailed from his belly button down.
Now I see why they call it a happy trail. Ah, what a happy trail it was, indeed. I took another look down; his dick was tall and thick, extending all the way up to his naval. Stiff, upright, and terrifyingly huge. I raise my eyes and realize he’s noticed me gawking at him.
We were both naked, staring at one another with a lust-filled gaze, hesitant to make a move but impatient to wait any longer.
Steam filled the room, the hot shower awaiting us. I grabbed his hand and led him into the tub.
Instantly, he pushes me against the wall and began a trail of licks and kisses along my neck, leading to my lips. His tongue glides into my mouth, tangling with mine slowly at first, then speeding up with intensity. He greedily kisses me as if he would never get the chance to do it again. His body crushes into mine, and though I'd felt him outside against the wall, it feels so much better without the barrier of our clothes.
