“You can fucking leave.”
“And risk getting shot? Those are my choices? Get killed or suffocate to death down here?”
“Shutting up is also an option.”
“Wow, you know what? I’ve just about had enough of this bullshit.” I spun around, ready to give him a piece of my mind, and ran right into him. Dimitri gripped my shoulders to steady me, but I jerked free of him. “Don’t touch me.”
“Oh,nowyou have boundaries.”
“You mean when I’m locked in a pitch-dark room after someone just shot at us and you had the gall to accuseme?” I seethed. “Yeah, consider this the moment I decided I don’t want your fucking hands on me.”
I could feel the bed pressing up against the backs of my knees as I stared into the dark void where I assumed Dimitri’s face was. It was probably a good thing I couldn’t see it, though. At least this way I could actually pretend I didn’t want him to touch me.
“Keep telling yourself that.”
“I don’t need to. All I have to do is remind myself what a giganticassyou’ve been these last couple of days, and trust me, the revulsion is real.”
“Which is why you’ve done everything in your power to seduce your way back into my good graces?”
I took a step forward, and was shocked when I ran into the equivalent of a brick wall.
Apparently this room was no bigger than a closet. Something I’d strutted out of decades ago.
“In case you forgot,” I said, jabbing at his rock-solid chest, “Iwas doing exactly whatyoutold me to. Act normal, like nothing’s happened. Don’t you think your watchdog Omar might’ve gotten suspicious if I suddenly decided the sight of you made me want to gag?”
Dimitri’s hand clamped around my wrist so hard I winced. Then his warm breath ghosted over my lips as he growled, “You and I both know you don’t have a gag reflex, so try again.”
“Fine. Then let’s say I was doing what I was told. You wanted the show. The farce. So I did just that.”
“Bullshit.”
“I’m a traitor, a liar, remember? Why else would I have gone to your bed? Why else would I have pretended to like it? Because I wanted you?” I let out a laugh that quickly turned to a gasp when his fingers dug into my skin. “That might be true if I didn’t loathe you as much as I do.”
“Something I might’ve believed five minutes ago until you just reminded me.” Dimitri jerked me forward. “You’re a beautiful fucking liar.”
He slammed his mouth onto mine, stealing my retort with a quick stab of his furious tongue. I grabbed at his arm, about to shove him back from me and then punctuate my indignation with a well-placed slap. But just as I was about to follow through, the hand around my wrist loosened, and he reached for the back of my neck.
The red haze of anger that had been driving my words swirled to instant desire as those strong fingers began to knead the nape of my neck and hold me in place. The tongue in my mouth had turned teasing, now urging me to reciprocate, and when I slid my hand across Dimitri’s chest and laid it over his heart, the rapid beat made my own pulse throb.
Putain.
This was the last thing we should be doing. And the lastplacewe should be doing it. But as Dimitri scraped his teeth over my lower lip and bit down, any thought of secrets, lies, guns, and bullets went flying out of my head.
It didn’t help that I couldn’t look him in the eyes—maybe that would’ve jolted me out of my lust, but the darkness only heightened it. I could pretend this was a hot moment with a stranger and not a dangerous man who wanted to punish me for my transgressions.
But two could play that game.
I ripped my mouth away and shoved him back, and he hit the wall behind him hard. He snarled, grabbing hold of my shirt and jerking me back toward him.
“You think that was smart? You think I couldn’t do anything I want to you? No one could stop me…”
The words he uttered were meant to scare me, but they had the opposite effect. My cock throbbed with a fierceness, days of being denied coming to a head.
“Do it,” I said, moving my hands to his chest and digging my fingers into the hard muscle there. “I dare you?—”
No sooner were the words out of my mouth than he had us turned around, and now it was my back up against the wall.
There went my advantage.
