His powerful, piercing gaze makes me feel shy. My cheeks faintly burn, and I find it hard to meet his eyes. “You’re welcome. It was nice to meet you, too. And thank you for not being upset with my bad manners.”
His smile is small and mysterious. “Those bad manners will serve you well in the future. Empires aren’t run by the meek.”
It sounds eerily like a prophecy.
Like he knows something about me that I don’t.
But there’s no time to dwell on it, because Mal is pulling me away, dragging me out of the restaurant and into the waiting car.
He pushes me into the back seat, slams the door behind him, and lunges at me.
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The kiss is rough, dominant, and demanding. It’s also totally unexpected and takes my breath away.
With his hands gripping both sides of my head, Mal ravages my mouth until I’m mewing and shaking all over, clutching the lapels of his suit. Breathing hard, he breaks away and stares at me with eyes like fire.
He says gruffly, “You told the king of the Bratva that you have feelings for me.”
I’m too dizzy to know if that’s praise or a rebuke, so I shake my head wordlessly.
“Yes, you fucking did. Said it to his face, in front of all his captains. Said it in a fuck-you tone that would’ve gotten anyone else killed.”
He kisses me again, devouring my mouth.
When he breaks away this time, my heart is racing, and I’m gasping.
He drags me onto his lap, pulling me over so my legs are spread open around his hips and my dress is bunched up around my thighs. He sinks his fingers into the tender flesh of my ass and yanks me against his crotch so I’m sitting astride his erection.
Fisting a hand in my hair, he pulls my head down and rasps, “You said I was generous. Wonderful. Loyal.”
He crushes his mouth to mine and drinks deep from it until I’m whimpering.
Then he turns his mouth to my ear and growls, “You fucking defended me.”
I say breathlessly, “I can’t tell if you’re mad or happy about that.”
He flexes his hips, grinding his erection against me. His answer comes through gritted teeth.
“Oh, baby, I’m gonna show you exactly how I feel about it.”
He takes the neckline of my dress in both hands. With one hard yank, he rips it wide open, tearing the fabric apart. Then he latches onto one of my exposed nipples and sucks on it, hard.
When I gasp, he grips both my breasts in his hands and goes back and forth between them, sucking and licking, teasing my rigid nipples with his thumbs, tongue, and teeth. Shivering, I sink my hands into his hair.
Between my spread legs, his erection is rock-hard.
“Mal,” I whisper. “The driver.”
“Dom!” he barks over my shoulder. He says something else in Russian.
I hear a low hum and glance back. A tinted privacy partition rises between the driver’s seat and the passenger section of the car, separating them.
Then Mal’s greedy fingers are between my legs, pulling aside my panties and sliding inside me.
“Always so ready for me,” he growls. “This sweet pussy is always so plump and slippery, ready for my dick.”
He goes back to sucking my nipples, finger fucking me as I rock back and forth on his hand. When he presses his thumb against my engorged clit, I groan, dropping my head back and closing my eyes.
My heart beats like mad. My skin burns like fire. My nipples ache, and my breathing is rough.
I want him to fuck me, right here on the back seat of this car.
He knows. Of course he knows. With an animal’s snarl, he pulls his fingers out of me, unbuckles his belt and unbuttons his trousers, and rips open his fly. His big stiff cock springs out into his hand.
Rubbing it against my soaked folds, he whispers harshly, “Mouth.”
I kiss him. He kisses me back like I’m a life preserver, and he’s drowning. He flexes his hips, nudging the crown of his cock at my entrance. With a thrust, he slides in.
He’s thick, hard, and throbbing. He grips my hips and starts to pump into me, grunting in pleasure, then leans in and takes a mouthful of my breast.
He bites it, sinking his teeth into the flesh beneath my nipple.
I love the way it feels, pain and pleasure wound up in a hot little concentrated ball. The feeling makes my pussy throb and my chest ache. I start to grind against his pelvis, rubbing my clit against him as his fat cock spreads me open wide.
He slides a hand around from my hip to my ass and fondles the sensitive bundle of nerves between my ass cheeks, teasing his fingers back and forth over it.