be, but there were over fifty people working in and around the nightclub and casino, so why did he know specifically when her break was?
Because he made it his business to find out.
Why?
“Shall we go?”
Gaia’s eyes widened as she realized that while her mind had wandered, Gregori had moved down the bar and now stood just inches in front of her, a look of expectation on his face.
Her tongue felt too dry for her to be able to moisten her lips with it. “Go where?”
“My office.” Hard and mocking amusement now glittered in those dark eyes.
His office. On the third floor. Far, far away from the noise of the nightclub downstairs. And other people. So far away no one would be able to hear her screams.
Would her screams be ones of pain or pleasure?
Oh God…
Chapter 5
Gregori kept a firm hold of Gaia’s arm as the two of them traversed the casino together, Gregori nodding acknowledgement of several people he knew personally but unwilling to allow himself to be drawn into conversation with any of them.
He could also tell by the tension in Gaia’s arm that, given the opportunity, she was going to bolt. It wouldn’t do her any good, of course, because Gregori would only track her down, but he would prefer not to have to do that.
He wasn’t in the best of moods tonight as it was, having spent far too much of his day thinking about Gaia Miller rather than getting the sleep he required to get through the long night ahead. An ice-cold shower before coming to Utopia tonight hadn’t helped in the slightest either, when he’d only had to take one look at Gaia on the security monitor for his arousal to return with a vengeance.
He had spent the past two hours continuing to watch her as she moved smoothly and efficiently among the patrons of the casino serving their drinks. Once again wearing those four-inch-heeled, fuck-me shoes that he wanted to feel digging painfully into his back as he thrust deep inside her.
Finally he hadn’t been able to stand his lonely vigil any longer and had gone downstairs in search of her.
His mood of frustration wasn’t helped in the slightest as the two of them now stepped into the close confines of the elevator together, although Gaia took the opportunity to release her arm before stepping away from him as the doors closed.
There was no way, in the enclosed space of the elevator, that Gregori could avoid smelling the lightness of the perfume she wore, as well as feel the heat of her body.
The heated arousal of her body?
Her arousal was a delicate, musky smell that teased his senses and caused his cock to swell, to thicken and lengthen inside his boxers. Telling him that he was about to do something incredibly stupid. Something that had been building inside him since the two of them parted so tensely in the early hours of this morning.
Something as undeniable to Gregori as breathing…
He waited only long enough to close his office door behind them before turning to slam Gaia back against it and claim her slightly parted lips in a crushing, hungry kiss.
Oh God, her lips tasted and felt even better beneath his than he had imagined they would—and he had imagined kissing her and a lot more besides during the past nineteen hours.
Gaia seemed too stunned to respond at first, but then her body relaxed into his and her lips parted on a sigh, allowing his tongue to move over the softness of her lips before exploring and then claiming every hot and erotic dip and hollow of her mouth.
Gregori’s hands moved up to become entangled in the soft silkiness of her hair, and breathing deeply through his nose, he held her prisoner so that he could plunder that heady sweetness, tongue gliding alongside hers, tempting, enticing, needing—God, he needed…
He gave a groan as her tongue touched and then stroked along the length of his, tentatively at first, and then more aggressively as she followed that temptation and her tongue entered his mouth.
Gaia had lost every ounce of
Because he made it his business to find out.
Why?
“Shall we go?”
Gaia’s eyes widened as she realized that while her mind had wandered, Gregori had moved down the bar and now stood just inches in front of her, a look of expectation on his face.
Her tongue felt too dry for her to be able to moisten her lips with it. “Go where?”
“My office.” Hard and mocking amusement now glittered in those dark eyes.
His office. On the third floor. Far, far away from the noise of the nightclub downstairs. And other people. So far away no one would be able to hear her screams.
Would her screams be ones of pain or pleasure?
Oh God…
Chapter 5
Gregori kept a firm hold of Gaia’s arm as the two of them traversed the casino together, Gregori nodding acknowledgement of several people he knew personally but unwilling to allow himself to be drawn into conversation with any of them.
He could also tell by the tension in Gaia’s arm that, given the opportunity, she was going to bolt. It wouldn’t do her any good, of course, because Gregori would only track her down, but he would prefer not to have to do that.
He wasn’t in the best of moods tonight as it was, having spent far too much of his day thinking about Gaia Miller rather than getting the sleep he required to get through the long night ahead. An ice-cold shower before coming to Utopia tonight hadn’t helped in the slightest either, when he’d only had to take one look at Gaia on the security monitor for his arousal to return with a vengeance.
He had spent the past two hours continuing to watch her as she moved smoothly and efficiently among the patrons of the casino serving their drinks. Once again wearing those four-inch-heeled, fuck-me shoes that he wanted to feel digging painfully into his back as he thrust deep inside her.
Finally he hadn’t been able to stand his lonely vigil any longer and had gone downstairs in search of her.
His mood of frustration wasn’t helped in the slightest as the two of them now stepped into the close confines of the elevator together, although Gaia took the opportunity to release her arm before stepping away from him as the doors closed.
There was no way, in the enclosed space of the elevator, that Gregori could avoid smelling the lightness of the perfume she wore, as well as feel the heat of her body.
The heated arousal of her body?
Her arousal was a delicate, musky smell that teased his senses and caused his cock to swell, to thicken and lengthen inside his boxers. Telling him that he was about to do something incredibly stupid. Something that had been building inside him since the two of them parted so tensely in the early hours of this morning.
Something as undeniable to Gregori as breathing…
He waited only long enough to close his office door behind them before turning to slam Gaia back against it and claim her slightly parted lips in a crushing, hungry kiss.
Oh God, her lips tasted and felt even better beneath his than he had imagined they would—and he had imagined kissing her and a lot more besides during the past nineteen hours.
Gaia seemed too stunned to respond at first, but then her body relaxed into his and her lips parted on a sigh, allowing his tongue to move over the softness of her lips before exploring and then claiming every hot and erotic dip and hollow of her mouth.
Gregori’s hands moved up to become entangled in the soft silkiness of her hair, and breathing deeply through his nose, he held her prisoner so that he could plunder that heady sweetness, tongue gliding alongside hers, tempting, enticing, needing—God, he needed…
He gave a groan as her tongue touched and then stroked along the length of his, tentatively at first, and then more aggressively as she followed that temptation and her tongue entered his mouth.
Gaia had lost every ounce of
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