Starlet: A Dark Retelling - Cora Kenborn Page 0,57

fuck Greg Rosten.” Resisting the urge to punch him, I turn to stomp back down the hall when I’m spun back around and slammed against the wall.

The impact knocks the breath out of me. I open my mouth to gasp for air, but Dominic doesn’t give me a chance. His mouth comes crashing onto mine with such force I’m thrown into the wall a second time as he devours me. Consumes me. Incinerates me with every demanding delve past my lips. I moan as his nails dig into my hips, his cock hardening with every press against my stomach.

I’m powerless against him when he’s like this, and he knows just how to play my body to get what he…

Oh God.

Images flash in my head over the past couple of weeks. Intimate memories of us together. Outside the café when he kissed me after I refused his offer. On his patio when I let him touch me after evading my questions about his past. And now, kissing me like this after I refused to play nice with Greg Rosten.

I’m such an idiot.

“No!” Rearing back, I slam both palms against his chest and shove him away. “I’m not your fuck toy, McCallum!” I shout, not giving a damn who hears me. “You don’t get to be an asshole and then shut me up with a few kisses.”

A shiver rolls down my spine as he stalks toward me, his eyes dark and lethal. Grabbing my wrists, he swings them above my head, and pins me against the wall. “I don’t want to shut you up with a few kisses, Alexandra Romanov,” he growls, and hearing him say her name while grinding his hard cock against me makes it seem even more forbidden. “Do you want me to tell you what I want to do?”

Say no.

“Yes,” I shudder on a breathy exhale.

He releases my hands, but with one look from him, I don’t dare move them. Then with no hesitation or slow seduction, his fingers bunch around the opening at my thigh, widening the slit so fast it rips. A sadistic smile teases his lips. “This dress gives me perfect access without tearing the whole thing off. And, make no mistake, Miss Romanov, I wouldn’t care if we were alone, or the whole goddamn party watched, I’d shred every fucking inch and show everyone your pretty little pussy.” My breath comes rough and ragged as he reaches between my legs, lazily dragging a finger across the drenched scrap of lace. “Because then they’d know how wet it gets for me.”

“Oh God.”

“What would you do, Miss Romanov? Would you push me away”—his finger stalls, then barely dips under the edge—“or would you beg me to show them how hard I can make you come?”

Beyond decorum, I push forward, desperate to drive his finger the rest of the way. But Dominic’s smirk only widens as he continues rubbing back and forth with light strokes. I’m hopelessly falling, my body slipping into submission.

“Dominic…”

“Words, sweet heiress. I need the words.”

“Come,” I gasp. “I’d want them to watch you make me come.” I’m glad it’s dark because my face burns at my own wantonness. Biting my lip, I turn to the side, only to shriek as a brutal bite stings against my hips. Shocked, I glance down to see Dominic holding my thong in his hand.

“That’s a fantasy you can just tuck the fuck away, your highness,” he growls, his entire demeanor shifting as he lifts the shredded lace between us. “Because this pussy is mine, and nobody watches it come but me.” The corded muscles in his neck strain as he shoves my panties in his pocket.

“Dom—” I never get the rest of his name out. After only one syllable, he returns his hand between my legs, and drives two fingers inside me so hard it takes my breath away. “Oh fuck!”

His thrusts border on cruel, and when his fingers curl toward my front wall, seeking out the one spot he knows will send me over the edge, my nails dig into the wall over my head, preparing for the orgasm I know is going to wreck me.

“Yes…”

And then nothing.

I open my eyes, realizing his hand is no longer inside me, and he’s staring at me, something in his eyes I’ve never seen before. Something primal.

“Not this time.” Lifting his hand, he rubs his thumb and index finger together, already slick with my arousal. “I’m going back out there and shake hands with the most powerful people in