Page 14 of Ruthless Commander

No.

You need to stop.

This is a mistake.

A bad fucking mistake.

One I’d tasted a year ago and had craved ever since, like a fucking drug. A haunting fucking drug. I’d spent a year trying to get her out of my damn system, burying myself in my work for the Commission until I didn’t know which way was up.

I lowered my hand to between her legs and flicked her nipple with my tongue. This woman was my way up, but my way down, as well. Down to Hell. Fuck, if her father knew…

I slid my finger along her crease, knowing too well what waited for me there. Sweet. Tight.Delicious.My mouth watered, my thumb instinctively pressing harder against her throat. I wanted more of her,fucking ached for more of her.

More of her in my mouth, more under my hands.

More wrapped around my cock.

The image of another woman with her mouth filled with cock rose in my head, an image that was bloody and violent and a long fucking time ago. I shoved it from my mind. That shit didn’t belong here. Not in this moment. Not with her.

I dragged my tongue along that tight peak and lifted my head. “What the fuck are you doing here, Xael?” I asked, my voice low and dangerous. Her long black hair spilled down over perfect, pale skin. She was just as fucking stunning as I remembered.

Christ, I had it bad.

“First you invade my study, then you fly halfway across the world to break into my apartment. What the fuck are you looking for?”

“You.” Her answer was a moan as she settled those dark eyes on me. “I’m looking for you.”

I never slowed my hand, curling my finger as I slid along her crease. “And what do you need from me?”

Her pussy trembled as she swallowed hard. I was playing cat and mouse here…only this little mouse had a lion at her back…actually, five of them.

Five families on the Commission, andonefucking rule.

No messing with their families.

That meant not fucking them, either. I fixed my gaze on her mouth. Her lips parted as I danced my finger around her clit.Need to touch her…need to feel her.I couldn’t wait. I pulled away, watching as panic flared in her eyes for an instant before I gripped her, lifting her feet from the floor, and carried her to my bed.

I dove forward, cradling her as she hit the mattress, before pulling away and rising above her. “Well, you found me.”

The words hung in the air as she lay underneath me, her feet hanging over the edge, one breast still peeking out of her bra. She looked desperate,achingly desperate.Poor little Mafia Princess, traveling halfway across the world hoping I’d fuck her.

My cock punched against my zipper and my pulse raced. Itneverraced. I gripped the other cup of her bra and yanked, watching as her other breast spilled free. “What the fuck do you want from me, Xael?”

She didn’t answer, didn't say the words that howled in her eyes.

Begging eyes.

Pleading eyes.

I reached down and shoved against the inside of her knee, parting her thighs. My gaze shifted to the glimpse of pink behind her sheer panties. I licked my lips.

“Exactly what you want from me.”

I jerked my gaze to hers as she finally answered, hating how she saw me. “And what makes you think I wantanythingfrom you?”

She reached down with trembling fingers, gripped the edge of her panties, and drew them aside. “Don’t you, Mateo? Don’t you wantsomethingfrom me?”

That was all it took.