Chapter 7

• CHAPTER SEVEN
• She nodded. “Yeah. So why don’t we just skip the whole drink thing and go straight to whatever has been building up between us since I was on that stage?” she asked. “We are both adults. We know what we want. So why beat around the bush?”
• Kelly had no idea where this bold, slutty part of her was coming from. Probably the alcohol. Or maybe it was the man…. Definitely something about him that made her go wild. But she’d gone too far to back away now.
• “No attachments. No commitments” she added, dragging a finger slowly across his chest. “Just two adults…. Taking what they want… An adventure if you will”
• Dimitri eyes followed her hands and a tiny groan escaped his lips when she moved against him again. The idea of heaving aside all responsibility for a little while, of grabbing on to a good thing and enjoying the hell out of it just because he could, was incredibly appealing. She felt so good crushed against him like that, so slight of build, but so feminine. She had the finest skin he’d ever seen, warm and smooth and pale. That top of hers…so feminine, so deceiving. Dimitri’s highs clenched and his heart raced.
• He didn’t give it any more thought. She wanted this. Who was he to say no to such a tempting offer? The look on her face said it all. The tiny hitch in her breath just now, and the sudden tension that had her curvy body grinding against his was enough to obliterate any thought and reason from his mind.
• An adventure. Sounded like a good idea to him.
• “Then your wish is my command” he whispered, then he lowered his lips to hers.
• Kelly’s breath caught in her throat, and the next second, his arms wrapped around her body, pulling her up so his lips covered hers hotly. She sighed against his kiss as it deepened, his tongue demanding entrance, and all she could do was allow him in. His arms held her close until her breasts were pushed against his chest. She wanted him desperately, needed to feel his naked skin beneath her hands.
• “Dimitri,” she whispered when she came up for air, her whole body crying out for his touch.
• “Yes?” he growled, and that fierce gaze pierced hers as he glanced down. His eyes slid lower to her cleavage, and his erection pressed hard against her stomach.
• She shivered when she felt him through the thin fabric of her clothes, and her hands dug into his back. The words wouldn’t come so she told him the best she could, with her eyes and her kiss, exactly what she wanted. When his lips claimed hers again, she knew he understood the message loud and clear.
• He allowed no space between their bodies, and hers molded to his in a perfect fit. She closed her eyes and let her fingers splay across the expanse of his broad back. She pulled her lips away from his and her face found the hollow of his neck and she rubbed her cheek against the smooth, sexy, scented skin.
• She was intensely aware of the press of her breasts against his chest, his thighs intimately close to hers, and the undeniable evidence of his surging desire. Someplace in the back of her mind she knew she should step back, gain some distance, reclaim rationality. But she didn’t want to distance herself from him in any way. She wanted to lose herself in him.
• His hands caressed her spine, gliding tantalizingly across the center, then dipping low to the top of her buttocks. She felt her heartbeat mirroring Dimitri’s in quickened pace, speaking of the passion that flared between them like a flash fire out of control.
• She tilted her head and looked at him. He gazed back at her, his eyes lit with the same desire that pulsed in her veins. He lowered his head and captured her lips with his again, like he couldn’t stop wanting to kiss her. Tentatively at first, his mouth played over hers. He deepened the kiss, his tongue touching first the tip of hers, then swirling deeper, more intimately.
• He stilled his feet as the kiss continued—sweet, hot, deep. His lips possessed her completely and she returned the kiss with a growing fervor.
• “Fuck” he whispered when finally his mouth left hers. “God help me, but I want you.”
• She stared at him, dimly realized that now was the time to stop this madness, now was the time to remind him of all the reasons this was wrong. But words of sanity wouldn’t come. As she gazed into his eyes, saw the desire there, she knew that for tonight she was a lost soul—lost to madness, lost to the sweet heat of him.
• “God help me, Dimitri. I want you, too,” she replied, then moaned when he rubbed the hard ridge in his pants against her stomach. “My car” she whispered, her voice husky, “In the parking lot”
• He didn’t need further invitation. “Lead the way then” he replied.
• Outside in the cool dark night, Dimitri took her hand and they walked hurriedly to the parking lot. Whatever doubts remained were like tiny shoots, withered by the warmth of his hand in hers and, she had to admit it, by the fact that she just plain liked him and wanted to be with him right now.
• “Here we are” she said when they got to her car in the darkened parking lot, before she could find her keys to open the car, he grabbed her and pulled her to him, crushing her body against his once again.
• “I actually miss feeling your body against mine” he said thickly, “You are so damn hot”
• She giggled, “So are you” she replied
• And then he kissed her again and it was so magical, to be standing in the cool air, his arms around her and the breeze playing with her hair, that nothing else really mattered. And they kept on kissing, trading places after a while so that she was leaning back across the car with Dimitri almost lying on top of her, kissing her so hard she felt his teeth against her lips.
• "You have far too many clothes on," he whispered,"I'm convinced there's a body under these clothes and I'm determined to find it"
• "You are definitely headed in the right direction" she replied.