Wicked Boss by Willow Fox

Author:Willow Fox
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Slow Burn Publishing

THIRTEEN

Hannah

I may have had two drinks, but I'm fully cognizant of what I'm about to do with Luka Ivanov in his office.

In the past two days, Luka has made me feel far more than that loser ever did. Why was I going to marry Mark?

Oh, right, stability.

Luka's hands are rough and strong as he pins me against the cold leather. His whispered words, "I want to hear you scream my name," cause me to shudder.

It's been too long since I've felt the impending tide wash over me. Sex had become a chore, a duty.

I get the feeling it won't be like that with Luka. It certainly wasn't the last time. How could I forget that night?

He drags his tongue along my neck, gasping as I struggle beneath his weight. I wrap my legs around him, pulling him down against me, wanting to feel his weight above.

"You want to come, don't you, Zaya?" His lips trail down to my stomach as he releases his hold on my arms.

"Zaya?" Is that his nickname for me?

I loosen my legs around him, letting him take control, just this once.

He doesn't answer in words. Luka inches my cotton shirt higher as his tongue dips into my navel, and he traces a path of warm kisses across my abdomen. His fingers tease the waistband of my bottoms, caressing my bare skin.

My stomach flutters from his touch.

"Condom?" I ask.

"Not something I keep in my office," Luka mumbles against my stomach.

"That's not why you keep a leather couch in your office?" I should feel relieved that he doesn't make it a habit of bringing women in here.

He smiles warmly, his eyes shining down at me. "No, it's not."

I move to sit up on the sofa, and Luka drags me back down.

He straddles my hips, his hands clenching mine, pinning them into the sofa. "Where do you think you're going?"

"You don't have a condom," I say.

"Not in my office. I have one upstairs, in my bedroom." He leans down, his lips teasing mine apart as I drink him in.

I want to kiss him. Taste him. Devour him.

"I didn't tell you my deepest, darkest secrets so that you'd have sex with me," I confess. That wasn't why I told him about Mark. I'm not sure why I said to him that the sex was terrible, and I've been craving the touch of a real man.

Luka's eyes glint. He doesn't move from his position above me, trapping me between him and the leather couch.

"Trust me, that's not why I'm doing this, Zaya," Luka says. "You deserve to be worshipped, but I'm not a selfless man."

I lean up for a kiss, silencing him. He's set my body on fire, and I don't want this moment to end. Luka is nothing short of perfection, and I haven't even unwrapped the prize.

His lips move to my neck, and his hand grazes my side. I whimper from the recent bruises that Mark left on my skin. The scars are still fresh and sore.

Luka senses my discomfort.

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