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“What is your main stream of income?” I ask.
“Drag racing, that’s all I’ll say on that.” He pours us another shot and we both down it.
We go back and forth until we run out of questions and are warmed by the tequila.
I stand up and sway slightly, and Luka reaches out to steady me, though he’s not much better.
“We should go to bed,” I say.
“We should. I have another question.” We stumble together toward the stairs. “Why are you not charmed by my charming smile?”
“Charmed by your charming smile? Delicious English.”
“Answer the question.”
“Who says I’m not charmed,” I shoot back as we ascend the stairs. “Who says I don’t find you good-looking?”
“Do you?” he asks, turning to face me as we reach the top.
He looks down into my eyes, and for the briefest moment, the world stops.
“Luka,” I breathe out the word softly.
Of course, I find him charming. He is extremely good-looking and suave.
“Hannah,” he whispers gently. He lowers his head, and I can smell alcohol on his warm breath. I tilt my head up.
I shouldn’t be doing this.
We aren’t really married.
We don’t even know each other.
He’s kidnapped me.
He crushes his lips against mine, and I slide my arms around his neck to hold him. He wraps his arms around me and crushes me against him. I can feel every contour of his body, and I’m sure he can feel every curve of mine.
I break the kiss, and he kisses down my neck before moving me to press me against the wall. He grabs my ass, and I hop with a leap of faith. He catches me in his hands and grinds against me while he uses the wall to hold me up. I can feel his erection straining in his suit pants.
I shake my head, and he starts to back off, but then he kisses me again. “Trust me,” he whispers against my lips before I wrap my legs around his waist, carrying me to his bedroom.
He lowers me down on the bed gently. “Luka, I’ve never…”
He looks at me with a fiery, passionate gaze. “It’s okay. I won’t hurt you.”
I believe him. In that look we share, I believe him, and I don’t know if it’s because I’ve lost my inhibitions because of the alcohol.
I give him a short nod, and he kisses me softly. “If you want me to stop, we’ll stop,” he murmurs before he kisses and nips at my neck.
I groan and tilt my head to give him access. I feel his hand sliding under my shirt and moving its way up to cup my breast. I gasp softly as he pinches my nipple between his fingers.
He massages my breast as we share a flurry of kisses. Then he sits up and undoes his shirt, tossing it aside. He’s in a vest now, but I can see how muscular he is. I get up onto my knees and reach down to yank my shirt over my head.
He kisses me softly before he reaches behind me. With a quick movement of his fingers, he’s undone my bra, and I slide out of it. I lie back down, and he buries his face in my breasts, licking and sucking at them. I squirm under him when suddenly he reaches between my legs. When he touches me there, it is suddenly very hot.
He rubs me through my leggings and underwear, simply moving his two fingers back and forth over my mound.
I choke a little and then groan, arching my back. Luka smiles and hooks his fingers into my leggings, sliding them off. I’m left now just in the pure white panties I put on this morning.
