He set me on the bed and pushed me back. His hands moved to his shirt as he looked down at me, his eyes dark with lust. I sat up and tried to take his belt off. A flicker of a smile passed his lips when I struggled with it.
He ripped his belt off in one fluid motion and then wrapped it around both hands, flexing the leather length in the middle.“Hands above your head, Kat.”
Shaking with want, I obeyed. He knelt over me, tying my hands together firmly. Next, he stood and stripped off his shirt and pants. Standing completely naked before me, like in the shower, I couldn’t tear my eyes away from his beauty. He moved toward me and flipped my knee-length blue dress, exposing my bottom half. He stared at me for a long moment, and heat blazed across my skin.
“I have the implant,” I murmured, squirming to look up at him. All part of protecting Konstantin’s asset. He’d warned me that my new husband would probably remove it when I got to Russia. The thought of being knocked up with a stranger’s baby had pushed me to run sooner rather than later.
“I didn’t ask,” Jae said shortly.
He reached for my panties and pulled them off in one fluid motion leaving me bare. I fought the urge to cross my legs.
Jae tutted. “Don’t tell me my wise-cracking Kat is shy now?”
“Not shy. Inexperienced,” I confessed.
Jae stopped as he reached for something in the drawer, his other hand fisting his arousal. I sensed his surprise, and it made me blush in a way that being naked and spread-eagled hadn’t.
“How inexperienced?” he asked.
“Er, the maximum amount? The kiss at the church was my first real kiss.”
Jae turned away.“Christ, Kat,” he breathed on a ragged breath.
“It doesn’t matter. I’m here because I want to be.” I tugged my arms from over my head and sat up. I was losing his interest. I could feel it. I supposed fucking a virgin wasn’t enticing if you weren’t the kind of guy who got off on being first.
“You’re here because you have no choice.” Jae’s voice was strained.
The crush I had on him roared into something more, deeper and everlasting.“I had a choice. I chose you. You think I couldn’t have run away from here a hundred times? I’m an Ivanov. I’m here with you because I want to be. I chose you, Song Jae Han,” I said quietly, mimicking the formal way of saying his name his parents had used.
He stiffened, his long back tightening deliciously, and half turned toward me. His eyes were narrow, considering me.
The thought that he might leave me high and dry before handing me back to my brother sent panic flooding through me. “Anyway, why do you care? I’m here. I’m not going anywhere. I can’t unless you let me. Take what you want from me.”
I licked my lips and let my eyes fall down his magnificent body. I lingered on his erection, still as long and hard as ever. It hadn’t flagged even for a second. I continued to push him. “Break me in because if you don’t, the man who buys me from Konstantin will.”
With a curse, he moved toward me and pushed my wrists over my head. His skin scorched into mine, searing me, and his hardness dug into my belly when he straddled me.“Talk about another man having you in front of me and see what happens,” he warned with a possessiveness that made my heart leap.
“Then stop me. I chose you. I want it to be you, unless it’s too much of a turn-off, and—”
I didn’t get to finish as his mouth slammed into mine, stealing my words. He kissed me hard, at odds with the gentleness of his hand wandering down my body. He reached my chest and opened the tiny buttons of the dress, delving inside to cup my breasts without breaking his brutal kiss. His thumb rubbed across my nipple, making it a hard bud of want. His hand explored further, running down my belly to my center and sinking through my folds. I was so wet that I could feel it on my inner thighs. I didn’t care. I wasn’t embarrassed. I wanted him to know how he affected me.
“You—” Jae broke off as he slid his fingers between my slick folds and sank them inside me. The intrusion felt unbearably good. “Nothing in my life ever prepared me for meeting you,” he finished as he fucked me slowly with his fingers.
His thumb pressed against my clit, and I writhed beneath him. I was going to come embarrassingly quickly, and I didn’t care.
“I’m sorry,” I muttered a half-teasing groan as I rotated my hips against his hand. The sound of him pumping his long fingers was a loud squelch in the quiet of the room.
“You should be, sweetheart. You’ve made everything very complicated,” he reprimanded.
There was no heat in his tone. He’d come to terms with who I was. The storm had passed. I realized I hadn’t been afraid of Jae even during the storm. He was cut from a different cloth than any man I’d ever met. He had an ingrained sense of honor that made me trust him implicitly.
I rose at blinding speed, peaking suddenly. My strangled cry pierced the air, and my body filled with warm waves of pure pleasure. His hand moved against me until I couldn’t take the exquisite friction anymore and shied away.
He pulled his hand from my sopping center, leaning on one elbow and staring down at me. His eyes traveled the rosy flush spreading across my breasts and neck, down my belly to my pussy, still twinging from his expert touch.
“You regret finding me that day?” I couldn’t stop that question from popping out. I was a glutton for punishment, apparently.
He held my eyes as he shook his head.“Not even for a minute,” he murmured, bringing the hand that had got me off so effortlessly to his mouth and sucking his fingers clean.