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  Her heart raced, pounded against her ribcage. “Yes,” she answered, but then stole a nervous glance around, thinking about all the couples she’d seen having sex in public. Surely he didn’t...

  “Then let’s play,” he said.

  Hoping her legs didn’t fail her, she let him guide her through the throng of people, toward the end of the bar. As if understanding her worries, he pulled her into what looked like a private wine room, pressed her back to the wall, and braced his hands on either side of her head.

  She looked out the archway and into the dark club. While she couldn’t see into the dimness, she knew if anyone sat at the stool near the end of the bar, they’d be able to see them, but when his lips came down on hers, and he pressed his solid body into her, she could no longer think with any clarity.

  He kissed her hard, his tongue sliding into her mouth to tangle with hers. After a long moment he groaned then murmured, “You’re every bit as sweet as I knew you would be.”

  A noise crawled out of her throat and she squirmed, hardly able to believe what was happening. One minute she was sitting with her new friends, the next Dimitri had her flat against the wall. He pillaged her mouth, ran his hands down her sides, shaping her contours and stroking the outer edges of her breasts. He pressed his hips against her and a whimper crawled out of her throat when she felt the impressive length of his cock against her stomach. Her body flushed, and when she became a little lightheaded, her hands gripped his shoulders to hang on.

  God, she wanted this so badly, but when he slipped a hand between her legs, she froze, her heart pounding erratically as a tremble moved through her. Air hissed from her lungs as she tried to loosen up and let nature takes its course, but her body remained stiff, a telltale sign that she was an ingénue. She bit the inside of her mouth, not wanting to come off as young and inept, but with the way she’d stiffed when he delved beneath her skirt, she was beginning to show her true colors. She was also starting to believe that College Boy was right. Maybe she really was frigid.

  Dimitri straightened and braced his hands on either side of her head again. Perceptive eyes full of heat locked on hers. “Alexis, are you okay with this?” he asked, his voice husky and raw.

  “Yes.” she managed to get out after a long moment.

  He cocked his head. “This is what you want, right?”

  She blinked up at him, and when her glance met with tender concern she found herself hedging the truth. “It’s happening so fast.”

  His hair spilled over his eyes making him look so damn sexy her sex clenched. “Do you want me to slow down?”

  She shook her head, her body tightening as she glanced down. “No, it’s not really that.”

  Dimitri put a finger under her chin and lifted it until their eyes locked. “What is it?”

  She nibbled her lip, and blurted out, “I might not be very good at this.”

  “I know,” he murmured.

  Surprised, her back straightened. “You do? How?”

  “Sweetheart,” he began, running the rough pad of his thumb over her cheek. “You have innocence written all over you.”

  A fine tremor rippled through her at his touch. “Then why would you want to do this? Are you taking pity on me too?”

  “Pity?” He groaned and raked a hand through his hair. “Have you not looked at yourself in a mirror lately?” He shook his head. “Alexis, you’re gorgeous. Do you have any idea how much I want you? Your body is so lush and inviting, all I want to do is touch you. You’re all I’ve thought about for days.”

  “Really?” She sucked in a quick breath, and felt something warm and wicked blossom inside her.

  “Yes, really. Why would you think otherwise?”

  She shrugged, her throat tightening with emotions. “The guys back home—”

  Her pressed a finger to her lip and finished her sentence. “—are assholes.”

  She grinned. “Yeah, I know,” she agreed and took a quick moment to wonder why she even cared what they thought.

  “They have no idea how to treat a beautiful, voluptuous woman like you.” His lips lightly brushed hers and in a voice full of promise, he murmured, “But I do. I can give you what you want, what you need, Alexis.” The roughness in his tone gave way to softness and pushed away the last of her reserve when he asked, “Isn’t that why you came to me?”

  “Yes,” she admitted, understanding how good everyone here was at reading her needs, which had her wondering if her boss was privy to her deepest, darkest secrets too.

  “Then don’t think, sweetheart. Just feel.”

  He brushed his thumb over her mouth, and with impulse flooding her, she parted her lips and drew the rough tip into her mouth. He growled and pushed the hard ridge of his cock against her belly. Alexis sucked him in deeper, having no idea what possessed her to take his finger into her mouth in the first place. Perhaps sharing her fears with him filled her with bravado. Or perhaps it was the sexy way he looked at her that made her feel sexy, brazen.

  Confident.

  Either way, even though having sex at the club was risky and inappropriate, she wanted this. Here and Now. With him. And suddenly, being inappropriate felt like a good idea.

  As if sensing the shift in her, he grabbed her hands and pinned them above her head, holding her captive against the wall. His burning mouth came down hard, claiming her and branding her with his heat. Delicious warmth spread over her skin as she undulated her hips against his, rubbing herself against him and giving herself over to the heat between them.

  She savored the sweetness of his mouth, until he pulled away, to begin a slow path down her body. “Dimitri,” she whispered, when he reached her breasts and sucked her nipple through her silk tank top. The pleasure was most exquisite.

  Raking her fingers through his hair, she held him to her, quivering in delight as he gave a lusty groan. She arched her back when she felt his mounting desire, thrilled to know she had this affect on him. Warm and wanting, her body buzzed to life and she ran her hands over his shoulders, loving the way his muscles clenched and bunched beneath her touch.

  The scent of her arousal perfumed the room, and she listened to Dimitri suck in sharp breath, as he sank to his knees, his mouth going to her stomach. He held her tight, and with excruciating slowness, moved his lips over her midriff, nipping her sensitive flesh with his teeth. As her passion soared, she gave a low groan of need, his slow, tender seduction nearly killing her.

  He trailed his hands over her inner thighs, a slow lazy caress that left goose bumps in its wake. He paused before reaching the damp triangular patch that needed his attention, his eyes gauging her reactions. When her gaze met his, and she saw raw lust in his eyes, her sex fluttered, her breath leaving her lungs in a whoosh. They exchanged a long, heated look, her eyes conveying without words how much her body beckoned his touch, his mouth, his cock.

  Taking charge of her pleasure, one hand slid higher and higher, and he didn’t seem to be turned off by her chubby thighs. His hand stopped when he reached the lacey band of her panties. With one quick tug, he pulled them from her hips.

  A strange, strangled noise came from the depths of her throat as he bared her pussy. Her entire body moistened, and when he growled in return, it made her feel so desirable, so sexy.

  He fingered the soft material on her skirt, then bunched it into his hands. He leaned into her, his breath hot on her thighs as he parted her pink lips with his tongue. She gasped, a tremor wracking her body at that first sweet touch to her clit. Hot, and oh so wet, his swirled the soft blade of his tongue over her sensitive cleft, and she widened her legs, granting him deeper access as he took full possession of her pussy.

  “So sweet,” he murmured, his rich decadent rumble of pleasure curling around her. “So damn sweet.”

  Feeling wild, frantic and not wanting to hold anything back she let loose a breathy moan, her body craving so much more. “Please...” she begged.

  “Is this want you want?” He pushed a finger inside her
and fire whipped through her blood.

  “Yes,” she cried out, moving against his finger as basic elemental need took over.

  “You are so responsive,” he murmured as her body burned up with need. Another finger slid into her and he pushed deeper, slowly pumping into her as he raised her passion to never-before-known heights.

  As his gifted her with long, luxurious strokes, her mind stopped working. No longer able to think, and only able to feel, she began to rock her hips, letting go of all inhibitions and moving against his mouth, her body shaking with an intensity that was both frightening and exciting.

  Her pussy dripped with desire as he ravaged her, and their moans of pleasure blended. It shocked and thrilled her to watch Dimitri take joy in pleasuring her, and as she loosened, some working brain cell alerted her to the fact that she wasn’t frigid, she just wasn’t with the right guy—one who gave her confidence and encouraged her to embrace her body, just the way it is.

  Sagging against the wall as he feathered heated kisses over her pussy, she succumbed to the pleasure. Her skin grew tight, and her insides quaked in a way that was unbelievably mind-blowing.

  A barrage of sensations overcame her, and her body convulsed. God, she’d expected it to feel good, considering he was a guy who knew his way around a woman’s body, but never had she expected it to feel this good.

  As if sensing what she needed to take her to the precipice, he changed tactics, and roughly brushed his thumb over her clit. Her entire body trembled and burned beneath his artful manipulations.

  “Look at me, Alexis,” he commanded, and when she obeyed, the scalding heat in his eyes left her breathless. “Watch me taste you.”

  Eyes hazed with desire, Alexis watched as he delicately slid his tongue along the seam of her sex. Desire twisted inside her, her breath came in heavy, panting gasps.

  She had never had an orgasm in her life, and honestly hadn’t expected to have one with Dimitri, but with the way her body was tingling, her sex muscles clenching around his finger and her clit throbbing against his tongue, she was pretty sure she was about to have her first.

  “It’s good,” she cried out, rocking her hips, desperate to feel the ultimate pleasure she’d only ever heard about. “So good.”

  Tension coiled through her and her eyes slipped shut as she vibrated from head to toe. He slipped one arm around her and absorbed her tremor as he continued to lick her, his fingers stroking deep inside. Then when he brushed his finger over something, something she assumed was the elusive G-spot that College Boy never bothered to find, she gasped and cried out his name. As bliss enveloped her, she fisted Dimitri’s hair. Lacking any sort of discretion and giving no regard to the crowd outside the room, she moaned out loud, and pushed harder against his face.

  Pleasure came sure and swift as the world around her closed in, nothing existing but this man and the delicious things his mouth and fingers were doing to her.

  “Oh. My. God,” she whimpered, the pleasure gaining momentum, building higher and higher, until her body finally let go with the hot flow of release. Coming apart like a piñata, moisture gushed between her legs. Dimitri growled, and stayed deep between her thighs, his tongue lapping gently as she rode out the pulsating waves.

  She struggled to breathe, her chest still rising and falling as Dimitri climbed back up her body. He pushed his cock against her stomach as his mouth found hers. He kissed her deep and she savored the taste of herself on his tongue as he quickly unzipped his pants. She listened as he ripped into a foil packet, and once he sheathed himself he lifted her clear off the floor.

  “Put your legs around me,” he growled, the need and impatience in his voice making her feel so gloriously sexy and wanted as he pinned her against the wall. “I need to be inside you.”

  She nodded and he positioned his cock at her entrance. Holding her hips, he guided her down onto him. As he filled her, her head fell back, the fit so deliciously snug.

  He buried his face in her neck and pumped into her, slamming into her so hard she feared they were going to go through the wall, but she loved the way he wanted her...needed her.

  As he pushed open her tight walls and ravished her with dark desire, she could once again feel soft ripples beginning at her core. Her nails dug into his back as she concentrated on the points of pleasure and when a second orgasm came out of nowhere, catching her completely off guard, her entire body shuddered. As her sex clenched around Dimitri’s cock, he threw his head back and growled.

  “I’m there, baby,” he whispered. He drove all the way back in and stilled, his fingers biting into her hips as he released high inside her.

  Her head dropped to his shoulder and they held each other for a long time, contentment singing through her blood. A little laugh welled up inside her, hardly able to believe what they’d just done, or how amazing she felt. Dimitri took deep labored breaths, then inched back to see her. He gave her a smile as he glanced over her face.

  “I was wrong,” he murmured.

  “Wrong?” she asked unease moving through her.

  He gave her a playful wink. “Yeah, you’re very good at this.” He brushed his thumb over her lips. “Damn good.”

  She laughed. “Maybe it’s just because I was with the right guy.”

  He eased his cock out of her and she slid down his body. Loving the sexy way he made her feel, she stood there, wrapped in his arms, reveling in the things this man did to her, the way he made her feel. Her body tingled from head to toe, everywhere he touched still burning. A noise near the bar had her turning her head. She couldn’t see into the darkness, but when she caught a very familiar scent, a knot of apprehension tightened her stomach.

  Nikko...

  Chapter Five

  After only a few hours of sleep, Alexis kicked her sheets off and tossed and turned in her bed, her mind racing with unanswered questions.

  Had Nikko been there last night?

  Watching her?

  As equal amounts of unease and excitement moved through her, she threw her legs over the side of her mattress and sat. Even though it gave her an unfamiliar rush to think he’d seen her with Dimitri, Alexis couldn’t help but fear it could be the end of her summer job.

  A quick glance at the clock told her it was midmorning, and since the patter of little feet hadn’t woken her, she wondered if the others were up. She walked to her window, and put her hand over her stomach to suppress her nerves. How would she face Nikko this morning? Especially if he really had been there, watching.

  She glanced out over the ocean and into Dimitri’s backyard. When she saw Nikko standing there talking to him, her pulse jumped and she sucked in a quick breath. As if sensing her presence at the window, Dimitri lifted his head, a small smile on his face as their eyes met.

  Oh. My. God.

  Jerking back, Alexis pressed herself against the wall, praying they weren’t discussing her and somehow knowing they were. She rushed to the bathroom and jumped into the shower to wash the scent of Dimitri off her skin. She stretched, her body aching in all the right places as memories of last night ambushed her. But now was not the time to think about all the things Dimitri had done to her, the way he made her feel so glorious, wanted...confident. No, now she had to figure out how she was going to face Nikko, and what the future held for her.

  Once finished, she pulled on a demure sundress, one that hid her overflowing curves. Drawing a centering breath, and deciding to get this over with quickly, she opened her door, and made her way to the kitchen, fully expecting to find a pink slip waiting for her.

  But when she found the house empty, not even the butler or housekeeper around, she frowned, and moved on through the house.

  “Hello,” she called out softly, padding quietly from room to room, anxiety building inside her.

  She moved back to the kitchen, and Nikko’s deep voice came through the intercom. “Please come to the pool deck, Alexis.”

  She swallowed against the tightness in her throat, and made her way down
the winding staircase until she reached the sliding doors. She opened them, and stepped outside, the warm air washing over her body, but doing little to thaw the cold lump of dread forming in her stomach. Blinking against the bright rays, she spotted Nikko lounging at the table, a buffet of food spread before him. Sitting opposite him she found Dimitri, and when he popped a piece of fruit into his mouth, and then licked his fingers clean, her heart nearly stopped.

  What is going on?

  “Have a seat,” Nikko said, his face expressionless.

  She padded across the stone deck and lowered herself into the chair next to Dimitri. He shot her a smile, poured her a cup of coffee, and inched a tray of pastries toward her.

  “What’s going on?” she asked, wondering why Sophie wasn’t having breakfast with her father. “Where is everyone?”

  “The staff has the weekends off.”

  “Oh,” she said. “And Sophie?”

  “She spends the weekends with her grandparents.” Nikko arched a questioning brow. “Did I forget to tell you that we have this place to ourselves on the weekends, Alexis?”

  “Yes,” she answered, her glance moving over the plates of delicious foods, but her stomach was too tense to eat. Something strange was going on here, and she wasn’t sure what.

  Nikko took a sip of coffee, and pushed back in his chair. He looked at her with those dark sexy eyes, and said, “We have a bit of a problem, Alexis.”

  Alexis felt her heart go into her throat, and when Dimitri shifted beside her, his warm beachy scent bringing back hot memories of last night it was all she could do not to moan. “We do?” she croaked out, her mouth going dry.

  “Do you know who Dimitri is?”

  “Your neighbor.”

  “Yes, but he’s more than that. He’s my business partner.”

  Oh God, this wasn’t good, not good at all. She had no idea they were partners. But now that she thought about it, the signs were all there—both young millionaires, their summer houses next to each other likely for work purposes, both away all week at meetings—she’d just missed them. Regardless, whether she’d known it or not, she had crossed a delicate line. Getting involved with her boss’s partner wasn’t all that different than getting involved with the boss himself.