MAKE YOU MINE

“Do you understand what you do to a man like me when you say that?” he growled.

“A man like you?” she rasped.

“I told you,” he said, voice rough, harsh. His hand shifted from her face and up into her hair, loosening the bun and gripping the strands. “I’m greedy. Selfish. And will take without conscience what you’re offering me.” He tugged on her hair, and pinpricks of pleasure danced across her scalp. She sank her teeth in her bottom lip to trap a moan. “What are you offering me, Kelly?” he asked.

“Me,” she breathed. “For tonight. All of me.”

As if those words snapped a fraying leash on his control, Dimitri swooped down and crushed his mouth to hers. Oh God. She hadn’t been prepared. Maybe she’d believed she was. But foolish, foolish her-she wasn’t. One hand rose to his wrist, the slender fingers wrapping around and hanging on to him. The other slipped inside his jacket and settled on his chest before sliding up to his neck, her thumb resting on his pulse.

Not prepared for the intensity, the hunger, the ravishing. She felt silly even thinking that antiquated word, but no other could describe how he consumed her. Dragged her under with the thrust of his tongue, the hard but sensual molding of his lips to hers.

His holds in her hair and on her chin tightened. He tugged her head back farther, and his thumb pressed firmer just under her bottom lip. Both helplessly and willingly, she opened wider for him, for the plunging and tangling of his tongue. For his possession. A possession she not only welcomed but craved like her next breath.

He had become that vital.

His mouth abandoned hers, and with a disappointed whimper, she followed him. But he shifted his grip to her jaw and held her still. He trailed a sizzling path from her lips, down her throat and to the crook between neck and shoulder. There, he nuzzled her, and she gasped as a jolt leaped from that spot to her taut nipples, through her knotted belly and down to the already damp and spasming flesh between her thighs.

Reaching for steady purchase to cling to in the erotic maelstrom, she dug her fingernails into his shoulder.

And held on.

“Come here,” he murmured, his hands dropping to her hips and drawing her toward him. Over him. In breathless seconds, she straddled his rock-hard thighs.

Slowly lowered herself until the long, thick length of his erection pressed against her lace covered sex.

A low, shaky gust pushed out of her lungs. Damn. He was… Screw it. He was big. Maybe bigger than before… That wasn’t possible… But that was how it felt.Nôvel(D)rama.Org's content.

Rolling her hips, she stroked her sex over him. A full body shiver worked its way through her, and she groaned at the stunning pleasure. Layers of clothes separated them, but they didn’t prevent her from feeling him. His width, his hardness, his strength.

Sinking her teeth into her bottom lip, she ground against him, rubbing, rocking over his flesh, getting lost in the swells of desire that threatened to quickly drown her in the release that already loomed wonderfully close. Jeez. She was going to embarrass herself by coming quickly just from some fully clothed dry humping, and she couldn’t bring herself to care.

“I like that you’re using me for your pleasure, baby,” he praised in a silk-and-gravel voice that both slid over and abraded her skin…her nerve endings. “But don’t hide from me.” He pressed his thumb to her lip and gently tugged it free from her teeth. “I want to hear every sound, every word of your need for me. Don’t keep anything from me.”

Oh God. He was temptation, a sinful lure enticing her to fall in the most spectacular of ways…. And he was going to destroy her.

His hand stroked her hip before he slipped it between her legs, touching her through the fabric of her panties. She sighed involuntarily. His touch wasn’t rough as she’d expected, but gentle, teasing.

“I was so fucking hard for you last night…. Actually It’s been that way since I met you. I have been thinking about you a lot,” he continued whispering into her ear while his finger ran along her folds. “I was in agony wanting to be inside you.”

Her breath hitched at the thought of it. He was? It was good to know that she wasn’t the only one feeling this way. The thought elated her.

Dimitri’s hand drew up and briefly slipped over her clit, before he let it slide into her panties. Kelly held her breath as he traveled through her curly mound of hair, then stroked lower. The heat shooting through her core made her exhale sharply. When his finger touched her naked sex, she realized she was wet and yearning to be taken by him.

“I want my cock in you tonight. To fill you, again and again. I want to eat your pussy and make you come with my mouth.” he said hoarsely.

The images he was projecting, together with his probing finger at her core, made her break out in an instant hot flash. His mouth nipped at her earlobe, not helping either. Instead of trying to stop him, she tilted her pelvis toward his hand. This was madness. But she didn’t care.

“I want to taste you again… And again….. And I won’t let you leave until you have been thoroughly fucked,” he said and dipped his finger into her. Her hips bucked toward him, wanting more, but Dimitri instantly pulled his hand out and away from her. She looked at him and saw how his finger came to his lips, and how he sucked it into his mouth, licking it clean.

“Delicious,” he murmured.

Kelly gasped and felt her knees buckle. This man! He was seducing her, plain and simple, and she had no defenses. They had all crumbled, and once again she had lost all control.

“Dimitri, please . . . ” She said. She had no idea what she wanted to ask him or tell him. Her brain was mush. His scent was all around her, enveloping her in a cocoon of desire.

Maybe he had understood what she was unable to tell him, because his hand came back, and again he slipped it into her panties. He penetrated her once more, then withdrew instantly and pulled his finger up and over her clit, circling it slowly.