Chapter 33
CHAPTER 33
ELLIE
I am in so much trouble. It’s obvious from the angry gleam in Arman’s eye. He is furious and something tells me I will pay dearly for this.
He pulls me through the crowd, ignoring the calls from his peers, and as we reach the door, Luka shakes his head as we head through it.
An army of black suits surround us as we head down the stairs toward the exit and as we reach the sidewalk and the cool air dusts across my face, I take a deep breath and prepare myself for what lies ahead.
The car is waiting, and the door is open and as I step inside, Arman slides in beside me and, as the door slams, he leans back and exhales slowly.
“I’m–”
He holds up his hand. “Don’t say a word.”
He is so angry I can almost touch it. It causes me to shrink back in my seat and play with the hem of my dress because what the hell was I thinking? He has paid one million dollars for a date with his date . It doesn’t make sense, and he is raging.
I can almost see the steam coming from his ears as he struggles to contain his anger and I whisper miserably, “I’m sorry, Arman.”
He turns and looks at me properly for the first time, and the dark rage gleaming in his eyes takes my breath away.
Then he surprises me and before I can react, he reaches out and pulls my face to his and kisses me with so much ferocity it steals my breath.
He invades my mouth and I swear lights the fire inside me and as our tongues wrap in sinful darkness, I moan with heated lust.
He fists my hair and deepens the kiss, pushing my dress up with his other hand and forcing my panties aside. His fingers plunge inside me as he groans into my mouth and as he pumps them in and out, I mewl like a crazed kitten.
His kiss is demanding, an act of war and he forces my thighs apart, tearing my panties as if they are paper. I am open to him and ready for anything because I couldn’t stop this even if I wanted to.
His teeth graze my neck and he sucks roughly, pushing his fingers in harder and deeper. He moves back to my mouth and bites down sharply on my lower lip, causing me to cry out in pain as his thumb rubs circles on my clit .
It’s as if I unleashed a tiger and he is striking hard. There will be nothing left of me when we reach our destination.
He is claiming his territory and I’m the idiot letting him because I’m in no doubt I want this more than he does.
The car jerks and his hold tightens on me and it’s almost painful as he grasps my hair and pulls down sharply, exposing my neck to his angry attention.
As his fingers work their magic, I am blinded by mounting excitement and as I climb that hill to Nirvana, I balance on the edge, knowing one push will send me over the edge.
Suddenly, he pulls back and stares deep into my eyes and my breath hitches at the dark desire reflected back at me.
With one sweep of his thumb on my clit, I am falling and as I come apart on his hand, I drown in his eyes. He holds me captive in every way and demands ownership of my orgasm as if it’s his to enjoy.
I shatter at his hands and my moans of desire fill the car, probably entertaining the driver, but I couldn’t care less. I am floating on a feather cloud in a warm sunlit sky as I float to earth, every single muscle in my body relaxed and like jelly.
It’s intense and so unexpected it causes the tears to cascade down my face and only when the last gasp leaves my body does he leans in and whisper, “One million dollars, Ellie. I would have paid double just to watch you come under my hand. You are beautiful and worth every cent of that, and I have one word of warning for you.”
“What?” I gasp because my entire body is still shaking and he whimpers darkly, “You just sold yourself to me and one date will never be enough. I am claiming every date in your calendar and there is nothing you can do about it because now, my darling malysh, you belong to me.”