Marrying the Mobster - Victoria Vale Page 0,43

to draw a yelp from her, my dick pulsing at the feel of such soft, giving flesh. I slip the fingers of my other hand beneath the hem of her dress, finding the underside of her ass. I trace the smooth, round cheek, making her shudder in my arms. Then, Elena squeals into my mouth as I give that perfect ass cheek a light smack, then grab it and squeeze. She’s kissing me back, writhing against me and driving me crazy with the scrape of her fingernails through my hair.

Lifting her leg and draping it around me, I knead her thigh and push into the opening between her legs. The thin, silky covering of a thong is the only thing in the way of what I want. It would be so easy, and with how cranked up I am right now, it would be quick. I’m shaking, losing hold of my self-control. I wouldn’t care if the entire party gathered around to watch; I’m two seconds away from snatching that thong to the side and fucking her against this wall.

Elena snaps us out of the dangerous haze we’re in. She pushes me away, her raised foot falling to the floor. I stop myself just short of forcing her back against the wall and picking up where I left off. But a glance over my shoulder proves we’ve been successful. Oleg’s broad back disappears into the room, so I assume he saw everything.

Resting against the wall across from Elena, I watch her with hazy eyes, my cock so hard it’s painful. She pulls her hem down, her lips puffy and her eyes glittering in the darkness. If we stay like this much longer, I’m not going to be able to stop myself from dragging her into the nearest empty room.

“Go back to the party,” I say. “I’ll be there in a minute.”

She wrinkles her brow. “But, why—”

“Go!” I snap, turning to walk away.

Does she have any idea what she’s doing to me? Does she recognize the dangers of letting me have even the slightest taste of her?

I pause at the door to a bathroom and watch her disappear into the sitting room. Relief sags my shoulders and I go inside to collect myself. I pace the bathroom for a little while, trying to forget what just happened and settle the conflicting needs tearing through me. Nothing is worth ruining relations with Oleg, and the only way I could do that now is by slipping up.

After splashing my face with cold water, I do my best to smooth my hair. A few strands are rebelling, tousled by Elena’s fingers and content to remain that way.

With nothing left to do but face what’s left of the evening, I leave the bathroom. Elena continues to perform well. Sparing her life has offered the perfect wedge between myself and Oleg’s wedding ambitions.

It also seems to be having another effect—one I might come to regret. It’s making me want something I shouldn’t. My obsession with Elena only stands to strengthen the longer I have control of her. It’s exactly the sort of thing I never wanted to be a slave to—the kind of bullshit that has led to other men in my position dying as a result of stupid mistakes made with organs other than the brain. I’ve always considered myself stronger than them, but Elena is testing my limits.

The worst part of this isn’t lost on me.

I have no one to blame other than myself.

15

Elena

Diego is stone-faced and silent through the rest of the party. Viktor keeps his distance and everyone watches us with curiosity. My cheeks heat up every time I look at him, our kiss in running through my mind on an endless loop.

It didn’t mean anything. Diego only kissed me because Oleg was watching … and maybe even to put me in my place. That’s all there was; nothing more, nothing else.

Except, that’s not true. There was no mistaking Diego was turned on. If the shudders going through him weren’t enough, there was the erection he shamelessly rubbed against me. The lingering dampness in my thong can’t be ignored, either. Diego wasn’t the only one who affected by that kiss.

I’m angrier at myself than I am at him. Diego Pérez kidnapped me, and has held me at gunpoint on multiple occasions. He has terrified and imprisoned me, taking away my life as I know it.

Keeping a level head and a smile on my face gets more exhausting by the minute, but I

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