Chapter 6
Chapter Six
Daniil
“This is your room.” Stepping back, I let her go in first before following after her and letting the door close behind me.
She jumped, the small overnight bag falling from her shoulders.
“I think you will find it adequate.” I scanned the room quickly before letting my eyes fall on her slender back and travel down to her round ass, which was perfectly encompassed in the blue denim.
Jesus, she had a great ass, round but not like she’d had surgery. It wasn’t too big, but it was biteable, and my mouth watered at the thought of sinking my teeth into it one day soon. And it will be soon. The way she had reacted to my touch in the car told me that much.
“It’s beautiful.” Half turned towards me, she flashed a small, uncertain smile in my direction. “Thank you.”
A blush crept up her cheeks as I continued to let my eyes roam up and down her body. I didn’t know how it was possible that she looked so tasty and fucking edible. My mouth watered for the smallest of tastes. Just one little bite, or maybe a kiss.
My eyes found her lips and stayed there. She was biting the bottom one again, worrying it between her even, white teeth. I wanted to pull it out and kiss and suck it better.
“There is a bathroom here.” With difficulty, I tore my eyes from her face and moved past her into the room. Swinging open doors. “And a dressing room and closet here.” I swung open the next door.
“I have a dressing room?” she asked so close behind me that I could feel the warmth from her body against my back. I whirled around, catching her around the upper arms when she stumbled back.
“Of course. Where else would you get dressed and ready for the day?” My fingers flexed around her arms. Not hard enough to hurt, but just so she would know who had her and who was in charge.
She shrugged slightly. “I don’t know, the bedroom or the bathroom. I don’t mean to be ungrateful, but this seems a little over the top for a personal assistant.”
My eyes locked with hers. “If you don’t want to seem ungrateful, Lily, say thank you and move on,” I chided.
“This isn’t over the top. This is a bare minimum.
It’s not my fault that you are used to less.
In fact, it’s your fault for settling for a man who couldn’t supply you with the things you deserve. ”
Even as I said the words, I could feel my anger swelling. It was pretty obvious that I was talking about Greg, and we both knew it. I hated men like him. Not just because he had no passion and drive for anything and made his woman support him, but also because he didn’t deserve her.
Lily Rdgeway was beautiful and talented and passionate, and he had sold her like she was nothing but a pair of sneakers he was done with, all because he wanted to make a quick buck.
The man who was meant to love her had sold her to me. She hadn’t realized the meaning of that yet, but it would hit her soon enough.
“I have some calls to make.” I let go and stepped back.
If I kept touching her when I was this angry, I would leave marks on her arms, and I didn’t want to do that.
The only marks I wanted to leave on her were my handprints on her ass when she disobeyed me.
And that would also come in time. “Please make yourself at home.”
“There is nowhere I’m not allowed to go?” she called out to me.
“This is your home, and you must treat it like it is, Lily. If there is a room or wing that I don’t want you in, the door will be locked.
” I rolled my eyes. What a strange question.
“The kitchen is stocked. If you want something to eat and the staff aren’t around—” I trailed off.
“Well, I’m sure you can make your own food anyway, right? ”
She nodded her head silently.
“Then I’ll wish you good night. I leave for the office at seven a.m. Please be ready to leave by then.”
Again, she nodded, but her damn lip was back between her teeth. She chewed on it thoughtfully. “Good night, Mr. Popov,” she said finally.
“Good night, Miss Ridgeway.” I closed her bedroom door behind me silently and let out a sigh.
She was here in my home, her room right next door to mine. She had trembled at my touch in the car. Her breathing had gotten all whimpery, but I didn’t feel any closer than I had been an hour ago to getting her in my bed.
It would happen, I knew that much, but I wasn’t sure how much longer I could wait.
Another sigh, this one ragged, and I moved away and headed down to my office.
I just had to be patient a little while longer, and I hadn’t been lying.
I did have calls to make. Timothy was coming home, and I had things to arrange.
Hopefully, that would keep me busy enough this evening so that I didn’t barge back into her room and take from her all the things I wanted.
What would she do if I just kissed her? Would she slap my face? Not letting myself think too much of what ifs, I locked myself away in my office, letting the quiet solitude wash over me. This was my sanctuary, a place I could get away from the world and just bask in the silence.
Time passed quickly like it always did when I finally had a moment alone, but I was just beginning to relax when I heard the slight rap of knuckles against the door. Grumbling loud enough for the person on the other end to hear me, I sat back on my chair. “What?”
The door opened a crack, and a small face appeared, topped with a mass of red hair. Almost instantly, my bad mood evaporated. “ Lily,” I smiled. “What can I do for you?”
She hesitated in the doorway, her face a mass of uncertainty. “I was wondering if you needed me for anything before I turned in for the night, sir?”
My cock twitched at her use of the word sir. Smiling broadly, I motioned for her to come in and shut the door.
“Have you unpacked and settled in?” My eyes raked up her body, dressed in nothing but what looked to be a man’s shirt. It showed off shapely legs and the outline of tits that weren’t strapped into a bra.
She was ready for bed and no doubt wearing that asshole’s shirt. Was she doing that for my benefit? To let me know that she was his and not mine, or was this just what he wore to sleep in? Either way, my hands itched to rip it from her body.
“Yes, thank you.” She scanned the room, and then she blushed when they landed on me. I leaned forward further. What had just happened to cause her to blush like that? What was the real reason she was here, dressed in hardly anything, in my office in the middle of the night?
“So, is there something I can do for you?” she blushed even redder. Turning a shade of red that a beetroot would be proud of.
Throwing back my head, I laughed. “There is always something you can help me with, Lily.” I patted my knee, and her eyes widened. “Come here.”
I didn’t expect her to obey, but to my surprise, she did. Moving around the desk on her bare feet, she paused in front of me. And again I tapped my knee.
“Sir?”
Oh fuck, there she went again. Calling me sir in her sweet little voice, like I was her master, and she would do anything I ordered her to do. God, I wanted that to be true.
“Sit,” I commanded.
There was a moment of hesitation, and then she turned and perched that delectable ass on my knee.
Hooking my arm around her middle, I drew her backwards against me, flicking a curl of red hair away from her face.
“Is there something I can do for you, Miss Ridgeway?” I whispered in her ear.
“Is there something I can help you with?”
She shivered on my lap, squirming just enough so that my dick felt like it was going to explode any minute. I knew I had read her correctly. I usually did. I was great at reading what people wanted and using it to my advantage.
“I”
“Ssshh.” My lips skimmed across her soft skin. “You don’t need to say anything. Lean back against me and close your eyes.” Using my knees, I parted her thighs. And her shivering intensified. “Let me look after you.”
I slid my hand up the inside of her thighs. “No panties?” I chuckled in her ear. “You really are dying for my hands on you, aren’t you?”
On my lap, Lily stiffened. “That’s not—” she let out a ragged breath as I trailed my index finger down her slit.
“There’s no point denying it, Lily.” I did it again, coating my fingers with her wetness. “You are literally dripping for me.”
She opened her mouth to say something, probably to argue back with me, and I silenced her by screwing a finger inside of her with enough force that she cried out.
“Mr.—”
“Daniil,” I corrected quickly, adding another finger and stretching her around me.
“I’m about to fuck you with my fingers and make you cum so hard you can’t walk.
You call me, Daniil.” I curled the fingers inside, brushing and pressing against her walls.
“Or sir,” I added. “I don’t mind you calling me sir. ” I couldn’t help but chuckle.
“Daniil,” Lily moaned my name, as my fingers continued to move inside of her. “We shouldn’t— I shouldn’t.”
Snagging down the neckline of her shirt, I bit down on her shoulder.
“But we should. Since the moment I saw your video, I’ve dreamed of what your body would feel like.
And now I don’t ever think I’ll get enough.
This pussy.” I brushed my thumb against her swollen little clit.
“Is mine now. Is that understood, Lily?”
She didn’t answer at first, but she didn’t need to. Her little moans were all the answer I needed. “You won’t wear this again, is that clear?”
“What?”
“Your ex-boyfriend’s clothes. You won’t wear his things in my home.” God, I wanted to rip it from her body.
“Greg is—”
“Your past.” Sliding my fingers from her, I pushed them against her lips. “Open up, Lily, and taste yourself. He doesn’t make you this wet. He doesn’t turn you on like I do. Open up and suck them clean, and I might let you cum.”
Her lips parted, and I pushed my fingers into her mouth as far as they would go. My other hand was already between her legs, circling her clit even as she sucked my fingers clean.
“I’ll make you cum harder and more violently than any other man, Lily,” I whispered in her ear as she began to shake. Her legs went first, tiny little muscle spasms that told me she was close.
“I’ll make you cum so often that you forget all about your ex.”
“He is still my fiancé,” she ground out and then moaned loudly, her body giving into the pleasure, even if her mind still rebelled against it.
“No, he’s not. Because you can’t belong to two men, and I don’t share.” I licked at her ear, nibbling on the lobe as she moaned and clenched around my fingers. “You belong to the man who has your cum dribbling down his arm, Lily. Make no mistake about that.”
I waited until the tremors had abated before kissing her cheek softly. “You may go to bed now. I don’t need anything else from you this evening.” I smoothed the tee down her thighs. “And don’t forget to throw this in the garbage.”
“But—” Wildly, she turned to stare at me. “I thought—”
Oh, I knew what she had thought. She thought I was going to fuck her. And I was, just not tonight. I wanted her to beg for my cock before I gave it to her.
“Good night, Lily.”