Chapter 22

Dimitri couldn’t have spoken if he’d had a gun to his head. And he definitely didn’t have a gun. Instead, he had an armful of Lauren Grant, her blue eyes flashing with desire, her golden hair now tumbled over her shoulders, her lithe body writhing on his abs as if she was some sort of goddess of Eros come to life. She swayed down toward him, dropping one hand from her breast and lifting the other from where she’d been teasing him with her slick little clit and braced both of her palms on his chest. She kissed him, hungrily, thoroughly, hard enough to bruise her mouth, and he kept completely still, not wanting to do anything to hurt her. Not wanting to do anything to stop her, either.

Beneath her ass, his cock throbbed, its prize so near that it had to know how close it was to ultimate salvation, but Lauren acted as if the evidence of his arousal wasn’t so painfully obvious, that she had to somehow excite him more, tempt him further, drive him fully insane.

“You’re so big,” she murmured, and he didn’t know what she was referencing—his chest, his cock, his head—he didn’t care either, because she was shimmying around until she faced away from him, her fantastic ass in front of his face as she bent her head and?—

Dimitri’s brain almost exploded as Lauren’s mouth closed around his shaft. Her body was open, completely vulnerable to his gaze, but his eyes rolled back in his head as she moved her mouth down his length, taking all of him in her mouth before drawing back in one long slide, then plunging down again. His hands fell to either side of his body, limp and unresisting, as he gave himself over to the incredible pleasure of her mouth fully covering him.

She moved, and he could no more stop her than he could talk, but suddenly, the pressure of her body was off his chest and to the side, and he cracked his gaze open to take in her profile—the curve of her ass, the long, sweet line of her thighs, the dips and swells of her belly and breast. She circled his shaft with her fingers and dipped her head yet farther, drawing her tongue along his balls until they bunched up in tight expectation of imminent release. And then, as if knowing exactly how far she could push him, Lauren shifted again, positioning herself between his legs, one hand cupping his balls, the other tight on his shaft, as she watched him with heavy-lidded satisfaction, completely in control of his pleasure.

And damn him, he was happy to let that situation ride.

“You want only this?” she murmured, swaying forward to take the tip of his cock in her mouth, barely enough to give him a hint of the pleasure to come before rocking back again. “Or do you want to be inside me?”

Dimitri groaned. It was an impossible choice. But he’d sworn to himself that he would do whatever she wanted, do this completely her way, and so he forced himself not to grab her but instead stared back at her, trying to gauge her moods, her desire. She leaned over and plucked the condom from the rug and waved it at him. “Because I gotta tell you, I want you to fill me up.”

Dimitri’s sight went white again, and by the time he recovered, Lauren was ripping open the foil packet, positioning the condom over his shaft. “You’ve apparently done this before,” he managed tightly as she expertly sheathed him in one long, smooth motion, the immediate constriction made infinitely more pleasurable by the fact that her hands were the ones smoothing the latex against him, her fingers were the ones that had slipped beneath once more to cup his balls with a cool, fluttering touch.

“Once or twice,” she murmured. She shifted forward, and his mouth went dry as she draped her legs along his thighs, dragging herself up until her knees touched down on the outside of his hips.

“Are you sure this is the way you want to start?” Being on top would give her the most control, he knew, but it also provided him with the most amazing view. His hands finally recovered their ability to move, and he lifted them to skim along her thighs, trying not so much to anchor her to him as brace her.

“You think you’ll be too much for me?” She slid her body along his sheathed cock until he was positioned at the vee of her legs, nudging into her as his shaft instinctively swelled to seat itself deep within her. “Because I think that’s a risk I’m willing to take.”

“Good,” he gritted out, as Lauren pushed over him, enough that he fully appreciated how tight she was before she eased back, then moved forward again. The sinuous rocking motion of her body seemed as right and natural as the tides of the ocean, and when she finally allowed him to sink into her, he let out his breath in a long, ragged gasp. He’d not been aware he was holding it.

Lauren also released a soft moan. “My God, you’re amazing.”

“Mmm...” He sensed her gaze on him and flickered his eyes open, surprised by the raw curiosity in her expression. “Let me guess, I’m the first man who’s ever satisfied you?”

She laughed, squeezing him so hard his mouth watered. “The first man from O?ros, anyway. You’re a credit to your country.”

“We aim to please.”

“I’ll make sure to put it in my TripAdvisor review.”

She smiled with such carefree abandon that he was struck by how different it made her look. Now, focusing only on the pleasure of sensual give and take, with a man she felt safe with, a man who wasn’t a threat to either her body or her schedule, she could fully relax and simply be. The pressure within him built as much for how beautiful she was as the sensations she was generating in his body, the fierce, primal desire to make her his rocketing through him. She couldn’t be, wouldn’t be his, not really. But he could bring her pleasure, here and now. That he could and would willingly do.

He slid his hands up her body until they reached the crease of her hips and, when she didn’t reach out a hand to stop him, edged his fingers toward her sex. Her gaze challenged him. “I think you’ve already done your duty there, soldier.”

“My work is never done in this regard.” To punctuate his words, he brushed against the tight nub of nerves he’d found a few short minutes earlier, gratified when Lauren’s amused glance turned into a startled reaction.

“You don’t?—”

“Let me,” he urged, and once again felt a surge of triumph as she capitulated, her body going loose and lax as he massaged her clit, her eyes drifting shut even as she tightened her hold on his shaft and moved with greater urgency. He fell easily into step with her rhythm, his own need surging higher and higher until finally it was cresting too high to ignore.

At that moment, Lauren cried out, a soft gasp of surrender as her body convulsed against his, shattering anew as she gripped his shoulders and called out his name. The sound of his name wrenched from her lips gave him the strength to hold on for a few more precious seconds as he watched and reveled in her carefree abandon, her hair wild around her shoulders, her lips parted, her head thrown back?—

Then he was lost as well, and a release as powerful as he’d felt in years surged through him, pounding in his muscles, his brain, his blood vessels as he growled out his own cry of surrender. The world around him exploded with light and sound—just for a second, the barest breath—before he reined his reaction in, mercilessly clamping it down, controlling it.

Lauren didn’t seem to notice anything but her own reactions, thank the gods. She collapsed on top of him, totally boneless, and he hugged her to him fiercely, fighting against the possessive force coursing through him. They stayed that way for only a few moments, however, before Lauren shifted against him, sighing with feminine languor.

“Please tell me you have a working shower,” she murmured. “We’re supposed to be at your family’s house thirty minutes from now.”

“We do.” Dimitri’s military mind went instantly to the phone in Lauren’s purse, though his body cried out in protest. He shifted away from her, dropping a light kiss on her forehead before he stood. “The shower is basic, but it works,” he said, hoping his voice didn’t sound too gruff. “Anything you need, though, let me know. I’ll bring it to you.”

Her laughter followed him into the next room. “I’ll keep that in mind.”