‘Sakis, please stop doing that. I can’t concentrate.’
He blew out a breath and slammed his hand on the stop button. ‘Then let’s both end this before one of us does themselves an injury.’ He reached over and did the same to her machine. ‘If you want a workout, I can think of a much better one.’
‘Sakis!’
‘I can’t think why I let you call me Mr Pantelides for the last eighteen months, when the sound of my name on your lips makes me harder than I’ve ever been in my life.’
The gurgling sound she made was somewhere between outrage and reproach as he swung her into his arms, but her arms curved around his neck all the same.
‘Should I even ask where you’re taking me?’
‘I’d love nothing better than to bend you over the handlebars of that treadmill, but I don’t have a condom down here, and I can’t risk one of my executives walking in on us. My steam room will have to suffice this time.’
He made short work of getting her into his shower to sluice off their sweat before he pushed her into the smoky interior of his private steam room.
He ruthlessly ignored the mocking voice that suggested he was hiding behind sex instead of confronting her about the text.
But, as he pulled her astride him and plunged deep inside her, Sakis knew he would have to confront her sooner rather than later. He refused to allow suspicion to eat away at him. He’d found a precious peace of mind in her arms this past couple of days and he refused to let distrust and shadows of the past erode it.
Her arms tightened round him as her climax gathered.
‘Oh God, Sakis. It feels so good,’ she sobbed against his neck.
His own control cracked wider. ‘Yes, agapita. It would be a shame if something came along and ruined it.’ His hand slid into her hair and brought her head up so he could look into her eyes. ‘Wouldn’t it?’ He pushed higher insider her, possessing her completely.
Her lips parted in a pre-climactic gasp as her muscles gripped him tight. ‘Yes.’
‘Good. Then let’s keep that from happening, yes?’
The touch of confusion that clouded her eyes was washed away a second later with the onset of ecstatic wonder that transformed her face from stunning to exquisitely beautiful.
He groaned deep as her convulsions triggered his own release, making him loosen his possessive hold on her. Her head fell back onto his shoulder and it was all he could do to hang on as he was plunged into the longest climax of his life.
He walked them back into the shower as spasms continued to seize her frame.
In silence, he washed her, then himself, all the while aware of the puzzled glances she sent his way.
They made it as far as his bedroom before she rounded on him.
‘Is this tense silent treatment part of your morning-after ritual or is there something going on here I should know about?’
He damned his suspicious nature and his inability to shake his gut’s warning. His gaze swung past the temptation of her wet, towel-clad body to the bedside table and he tensed further when he saw her phone.
She’d seen the message.
‘Sakis?’
He met her troubled blue gaze. ‘I start negotiations on the China oil deal this morning and they’re not the best customers to deal with at the best of times. In light of what’s happened, I want nothing to impede this deal.’
Her brow cleared. ‘Oh. Well, I don’t see anything that will hinder your negotiations.’
His chest lightened at the reassurance then immediately tightened at the thought that the message had been personal, from a man who viewed himself in a position to make demands from the woman Sakis had claimed as his lover. It struck home again just how little he really knew Brianna Moneypenny. Or was it Anna?
Sucking in a deep breath, he went to his drawer and pulled out a pair of boxers. ‘Are you sure? The last thing we need are skeletons popping out of closets right now. I think my company’s had enough of those to last a millennium.’
Her pause lasted a few seconds, but it felt like years to him. ‘I’m sure.’
He turned. ‘Good.’