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Their lips were mere inches apart now, the anticipation crackling between them like electricity. Zia's heart was pounding so loud she was sure Lev could hear it.
Just as their lips were about to meet in a searing kiss, a knock on the door broke the heated moment.
Lev pulled away reluctantly, his gaze never leaving Zia's as he said, “We'll continue this later. For now, pick something you feel comfortable in.”
He kissed the top of her head ever so lightly and walked out of the room.
Zia stood in the same spot for all of five minutes after he left, trying to calm the storm of emotions bubbling inside her. But his presence lingered in the room long after he was gone.
She could still feel him. She could smell him, and she still yearned for his touch and kiss. How was she going to get through the night if she kept thinking of sex with him? She closed her eyes and drew in a breath. She just had to deal with the wetness between her legs somehow.
Tearing her eyes open, she picked a simple silver dress, a black purse, and black heels to go with it. She got dressed and peered into the standing mirror by the corner of the room.
The dress clung to her body, highlighting the softness of her curves. It wasn’t too revealing, just like she wanted it.
The door opened behind her, and Lev walked in. He went still for a moment as he took her in with lustful eyes that darkened each second.
Her chest heaved with every breath she took, making her cleavages even more revealing. Lev was too still, too silent for her to guess what he would do, but she could see in his eyes that he wouldn’t just walk away. And she guessed right as he walked toward her at the same speed a predator would use while it stalked toward his prey.
When he reached her, he pressed the warmth of his chest to her back. His erection pressed against her ass, and the hair on the back of her neck raised as his breath showered on her.
“You look so beautiful, Malyshka,” he whispered in her ears. His hands came up slowly and cupped her breast. “So fucking perfect.”
Zia’s breath became labored. Her body tensed as his touch burned liquid fire on her skin. Her gaze never left the mirror. Goodness, they looked perfect together. Lev, tall and muscular as he was with the darkness around him. She, as petite as she was with the little light she brought to him.
She threw her head back, exposing her neck to him.
Lev took the offer, kissing her neck fiercely, leaving a trail of sensual kisses as he trailed up her neck and began to suck her earlobes. One hand cupped her lips, and the other slowly slid up her dress, gliding higher at a controlled pace. Her spine went rigid, and she let out a gasp as he cupped her folds.
“I still can’t believe that you’re all mine,” he said in a deep, husky voice. “You’re too beautiful, too sexy, too perfect for me.”
“Still, I am yours,” she whispered back, grinding her ass on his erection.
He shifted her panties to the side and pressed a finger to her aching, sensitive clit. She moaned from the contact as a whirlwind of pleasure cocooned her body. With every swipe, her moans grew louder, her body arching back against him.
Suddenly, he thrust a finger inside her, and she felt her muscles tense and clench around him. Her skin began to feel electrified, her heart pounding as if it would explode from the pleasure surging through her.
He pushed another finger inside her, his thumb rubbing her clit vigorously. Her knees buckled under the wave of ecstasy that crashed over her.
“Do you like the way I touch you, Malyshka?” Lev growled, pressing his finger deeper, making her whimper.
“Yes,” she gasped, gripping the edge of the dresser, needing more, craving more.
Lev responded by rubbing her clit with firmer pressure, his finger going in and out of her folds, faster and harder. Zia’s moans became a series of gasps, and her eyes rolled back. She knew she was on the brink when her body trembled, begging for release.
Finally, with one more hard swipe of his finger, she came, the orgasm ripping through her like a train. She cried out, her whole body shaking, and she could feel her juices coating his finger.
Before she could recover from the force of her climax, Lev flipped her over and raised her dress. He wrapped her panties around his hand and ripped them off her.
The man had no patience at all.
She felt his erection press against her once, then he slammed inside her, fucking her hard and deep. She held the dresser tighter and cried out from the pleasure.
“Who fucks you, Malyshka?” he asked, his voice dangerous and possessive.
She moaned. “You.”
“I want to hear you say my name,” he purred. “Who fucks you?”
