Page 60 of Claim Me (Dmitriyev Bratva #2)

I sat back, becoming more content than I’d been in a long time. As the movie began to roll, lights around us were dimmed.

“This is pretty good,” he said in a husky, deep voice.

“Told you so. No more lobster and caviar for you.”

“We’ll see about that.”

His chuckle vibrated through me. I continued enjoying the food until I recognized the movie. “Are you kidding me? The Godfather ? How did you do this?”

When he didn’t answer, I glanced over my shoulder.

“I have my ways,” he answered, the grin remaining.

I was still surprised by the man I’d been so intent on hating. He was just as powerful, even more dominating, yet a youthful soul who allowed him to enjoy more of life than I would have believed.

We sat quietly, eating and watching the movie until our tummies were full and the movie was one third over. But the draw to him continued to pull me like a moth to a flame.

With the trash tossed in back, the bad girl side of me took over. I eased my hand to his leg, squeezing his thigh.

“Be careful, my little virtuoso. You might get more than you bargained for.”

“Oh, yeah?” I crawled my hand up to his groin, using the tip of my index finger to taunt him relentlessly. His cock immediately responded, pressing hard against his shorts. “I think I know what I want to do with my casino winnings.”

“Oh, yeah? What is that?” The look on his face was entirely too seductive.

“I noticed a for-sale sign when we drove in. I think I’d like to own a drive-in movie theater.”

Snorting, he brushed hair from my face. “I think that’s an excellent idea.”

“So glad you agree since you don’t control me.”

“Think again, baby girl.”

I took my time stroking him, acting as if I was more interested in the movie.

As with all things regarding the big, rough Russian, I should have known better than to think he would sit by passively.

Suddenly, he tugged me from my seat, somehow successfully forcing me to crawl onto his lap yet keeping me on my knees.

“What do you think you’re doing?” I asked as I shifted my hips back and forth.

“Whatever I want. You should get that through your pretty little head. I own you.”

“You just think you do.”

“Hmmm…” Kazimir pulled me down and nipped my earlobe while sliding his hand under my thin cotton dress. Without warning, he fisted my lace panties, snapping his wrist.

“Oh, you did not just do that!” I looked around, scanning the movie theater. While instinctively I knew we were alone, a rush of embarrassment still tore through me.

He slipped his hands under my dress and he pulled it off, leaving me completely exposed to the elements. “I can do whatever I want, Marissa.”

The warm air tickled my skin, the naughtiness of what we were doing keeping me wet and hot, my pussy throbbing.

He flicked a finger across one nipple, the ache and need immediate.

When he pinched the hardened bud between his fingers, another wave of tickles swept through me.

I was already on fire, goosebumps prickling my skin.

“Two can play at that game.” I ran my palms down his chest, immediately unfastening his shorts.

“You’re playing with fire.”

“So you keep telling me.”

He pressed his hand between my legs, cupping my mound.

While I tried to concentrate, he fingered my clit, the smile on his face a clear indication he was enjoying himself.

He pushed me back as much as the steering wheel would allow, shifting his hand and driving several fingers into my slickened pussy.

All while rolling his thumb around my clit.

He had a way of making everything fuzzy. Panting, I finally managed to unfasten the button, but my hand was shaking as I tried to unzip.

“Having trouble?” he asked.

“Doing just fine, thank you very much.” The lightheadedness continued and I had to stop doing anything for a few seconds as the pleasure rolled through me.

“So wet for me, baby. I plan on keeping you that way for a very long time.” His thrusts were perfect, driving me almost instantly to the point of sheer bliss.

I threw my head back, staring at the stars while congratulating myself for releasing his cock.

When I wrapped my fingers around his throbbing shaft, he took a deep and scattered breath.

He was so huge he filled my hand. I dragged my tongue across my lips as I stroked him, twisting my hand until I was able to create friction.

“Bad girl.”

“Uh-huh. Nothing you can do about it.”

Every time he laughed, I was thrown into another dimension of time and space. I rocked forward, meeting every thrust as he flexed his fingers open. The heat was becoming oppressive, the excitement keeping my core aflame.

The moment was perfect.

I squeezed his cock, my concentration shaken and my vision completely foggy. But it didn’t matter. The orgasm was brought so quickly I issued a sharp yelp, gasping as soon as I did. If anyone could see us now…

“That’s it, baby girl. Come for me. Come on my fingers.”

There was no way I could stop. I bucked hard against his hand, riding his fingers as if a bucking bronco. He loved every second, his jaw clenched and his eyes lit up like a mason jar full of fireflies.

“Oh… my God. Yes. Yes.” Every inch was shaking, the vibrations more powerful than any before. As I slowly started to come down, I lowered my head until our lips were able to touch.

Kazimir continued to torment me, sliding his fingers in and out in a beautiful rhythm. When he pulled his hand free, an involuntary whimper left my mouth.

“Be a good girl and part those luscious lips for me,” he commanded.

“What if I don’t?”

With his other hand, he smacked my bottom three times until another yelp escaped.

“Then I’ll toss you over the hood of my car and punish you for the duration of the movie.”

His words thrilled me, but I did want to see the end, so I opened my mouth. As he slid his fingers deep inside, he cocked his head, completely mesmerized as I sucked and licked his long, salty digits clean.

He exhaled, shaking his head slightly as he pulled his fingers free. “We’re not done yet.” Without any additional pretense, he pulled me down, the tip of his cock easily sliding into my tight channel.

With a hard jerk, I was sitting on his lap, my pussy filled and throbbing.

“Oh…” The rush of current was incredible.

With his fingers digging into my hips, he lifted me off his pelvis, pulling me down roughly. After repeating the move, we developed a rhythm, moving together as one.

Gunshots were our music, stars and the warm glow of the screen our guiding light, but it was our hearts beating to the exact same rhythm that made the evening so special.

There were no words needed, no worry about whether I could hear him and every word he said.

There was just the here and now and nothing else mattered.

His cock filled me, the rocking sensations keeping me completely electrified. I was happy to be lost in the moment, refusing to acknowledge there was anything or anyone else in the world.

Seconds passed then minutes and he refused to stop. The thick cords on the side of his neck were straining, beads of sweat dappling his rugged features, but to me, he was the most handsome man in the world.

Another loud noise brought a gasp from my throat, a laugh from his. He rolled his hands to my bottom, holding me in place as he controlled the moment. Soon, neither one of us could take it any longer, the rush and need too intense.

“Come, baby,” he managed just as his body tensed.

There was no way of ignoring his command. I closed my eyes, fading into a dream state as another orgasm rushed through me just as he filled me with his seed.

Love wasn’t supposed to be easy nor was it something that could be ignored. The emotion needed nurturing and quiet revelation. We were two damaged people who’d managed to find each other in a dark and stormy world that could break spirits and hearts.

I loved him.

He loved me.

It was that simple.

Even though danger would always lurk in the shadows.