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The glint in his gaze, the soft touch, his protective embrace all work to free my muscles of tension. He lowers his lips to mine and murmurs, “Otkryt' dlya menya.Open for me.”
My face warms but I do as he gruffly commands. Because what are my other options? I look like a drowned mouse in the middle of nowhere on a speedboat going I have no idea where and it’s going to be dark soon.
Besides, I want this. I’ve had it bad for this man for a long time. He traps my mouth in a hard, claiming kiss. I use the word trap, but I kiss him right back. The need to feel drives my tongue into his mouth and the second the tip of my tongue finds his, he hollows his cheeks and sucks.
I groan into his mouth. Damn, that is sexy.
He tastes of wild adventure, forbidden lust, and bittersweet desire I have no business entertaining. Wanting him is the worst thing I can do right now but I love the feeling of the hot blood rushing through my veins. The feeling of being alive.
So I kiss my mafia stranger back twice as hard. My fingers work their way up his hard chest and into his hair. I moan into his mouth again when he releases my tongue and sweeps his over mine. I press against his hard cock and it is as if he reads my mind.
Strong hands turn me fully around and I spread my legs over his lap. Straddling him like this, I cling to him and whimper for more shamelessly. His hips grind against me and I return the favor and melt a little at the jolt of excitement shooting through me.
Beneath me, I feel the boat slow and moments later we come to a gliding stop.
It’s kind of funny to think about, but I nearly died today and it seems my reward is a dark, broody mafia man whose kisses are bringing me back to life.
Five
Vannah
“We’re here,malyshka. Let’s take this to my private quarters.” He buries his face into my neck and sinks his teeth into the tender flesh between my shoulder and neck.
I hiss from the feel of the delicious pain and can’t help but groan. “Oh, sweet baby Jesus, Maxim,” I murmur and tighten my hold on his hair.
It only makes him bite harder. Pain and pleasure mingle in my system. The combination of excitement sends hot juices to wet my bikini bottoms. Right when I think I can’t take it anymore he releases and strokes the warm wetness of his tongue over his bite mark.
I know what I hear but I am still in shock when he gruffly murmurs against my skin, “Marked and all mine.”
I lick my lips and let out a shaky breath. The heat in his eyes tells me this isn’t over and that makes me equally scared and excited. Not because I fear him, but because I know I’ll give him anything he wants. All he’ll have to do is command it. Knowing how I will react is scary as hell. I’ve always been a sucker for making others happy no matter what. But in this case, what can one night of making myself happy do? No harm no foul. Have some fun and then come morning get dropped back off on dry land. And then get the hell out of town before my father’s loan sharks get word I’m not dead.
Admittedly all this makes me sound weak, but what I truly am is starving for the explosive energy Maxim feeds into my…soul. I shouldn’t be thinking that but there it is.
“You’re wet aren’t you, my sweet siren?” he husks deviously next to my ear. And it’s just like my betraying body to tighten with desire. My eyes dart over my shoulder at our captain as if he can tell I’m over here practically squirting all over his boss.
Before I can ask if he thinks he owns everything he plucks from the ocean, his hands roam over the plump globes of my ass and I’m being hauled up his hard body as he stands. I’m still wearing my denim cutoffs and bikini but they are no match for the sizzling heat of his touch. He kneads my cheeks hungrily. There’s a small voice in the back of my head screaming this isn’t what I need to be doing.
I bat it away and wrap my arms around his neck. “What are we doing?” I whisper as my hands glide over obscenely defined abs, rock-hard pecs, and…fuck me. The man has the shoulders of Hercules.
“Whatever the fuck we want and right now that is getting you on my boat and under me as quickly as possible before I release in my shorts from merely touching you.”
Direct.
I can appreciate that. Today more than any other day.
Gray, if I remember his name correctly, guides our smaller boat into a port in the back of a muchmuchlarger yacht. There have to be a million lights glittering off the darkening waters. We must have traveled a good twenty minutes in the opposite direction of land. Or the direction I think land would be in. The quiet peacefulness this far out is serene for someone who shares an apartment between a bunch of partying college kids on one side and a new mom on the other.
Maxim settles me a little lower and I gasp when this shaft comes to nestle between my thighs and right over my pulsing clit. Seems like I’m not the only one with no shame. The friction of denim and the way he cradles me close have my eyes nearly rolling into the back of my head.
Maxim steps onto a platform that slopes upward to a higher deck carrying my weight as if it is part of his own. “We’ll need the evening, Gray. Take care of the crew. No one above deck two.” He speaks to his man without taking his eyes off mine.
“You got it, Boss.”
I offer a small smile to Gray in thanks and then I’m swiftly carried through winding passageways until we are in an elevator going up two floors. Inside the small space, the walls close in, and the heat swirling between us intensifies. The desire flickering in the dark depths of his eyes and feeding through every area our bodies touch is making me crazy horny.
I don’t care where he takes me as long as he delivers on the lustful promises of his caresses. The door slides open and I see we are in a suite. The scent of his smoky orange cologne and the masculine touches of dark wood and black sheets tell me this is his space. And I’m in it.
When I think he’s going to toss me on the bed and ravish me, he takes a hard right at the last minute and slides open a door. Behind it is a large shower.
