Had I known that I would piss off a mayor and gangster in one night, I might have stayed home and read a book.
I turned off the water, went over to the gold dryer, and held my hands under it. Hot air blew against my fingers.
Please, God. I hope they are not arguing with each other. No more drama this evening.
Sighing, I stepped away from the dryer and left the wash area.
Okay. Time to slip out of here.
I went to the door, unlocked the knob, and turned it.
Shit!
Dimitri stood on the other side. Power and the threat of violence dotted every inch of his face. Still, it was impossible to not drink him in. I couldn’t help but slide my gaze all over his towering frame. He remained silent and menacing as he watched me.
My pulse leaped.
I swallowed and pulled up all confidence existing withing me. “W-what are you doing?”
He said nothing.
I peeked my head a little out of the doorway and didn’t see Banks or Sid. Instead, five men in yellow blocked the hallway leading to the bathroom. I looked back at Dimitri. “Where are my guards?”
He glared at me. “What do you think you’re doing?”
“What do you think you are doing?”
“I don’t share things with every woman that I meet.” Dimitri stepped forward, forcing me to inch back into the bathroom.
Now, only two feet ran between us. And I was very aware of the space closing up.
He continued, “I don’t take my time trying to learn about her, reading books that she enjoys, investigating what makes her laugh, smile, and orgasm.”
I raised my eyebrows. “Orgasm?”
“I don’t try to protect any woman I meet, assigning guards to keep her safe.”
“But do you call her back when she calls?” I placed my hands on my hips. “Because I called a lot, and I don’t call every man that I meet.”
He sneered and moved forward.
Now, only one foot lay between us.
I stepped back again.
He shut the door behind him and then locked it.
“No. No.” I pointed at the knob. “Open that back up.”
“Or what, Rose?”
I swallowed.
We stood in the bathroom’s elegant powder room. Just him and me. It should have been anger or annoyance running between us. Instead, heat and desire bridged between us.
My body’s reaction to him made me nervous.
I calmed myself. “This is the women’s bathroom. And I don't want to be in here with you if you’re upset.”
“I’m not upset.” He closed the distance between us. “I’m furious.”
I looked up at this towering man. “Then be furious in the hallway.”
“Or I can be furious right here.”
“What did I do to make you so mad?”
“Oh. I’m sorry.” He held his hands up and backed away. “I have it all wrong? You’re not on a date right now with an asshole mayor?”
“The audacity.”
He growled. “The audacity is right.”
“Are we in a relationship together? Are you now my boyfriend?” I walked around him.
He caught my waist fast and pulled me to him, taking my breath away. His mouth crashed against mine next, sealing and silencing me at the same time.
I parted my lips.
His tongue tangled with mine.
I pressed my body against his. We perfectly molded together. Arousal shot up my body, telling me just how much I craved him. And he smelled so damn good. That masculine scent blended with cologne.
He grabbed the back of my head and dove his tongue deeper into my mouth as if trying to taste the very essence of me.
When he pulled back, he sneered against my lips. “You don't date anyone else.”
I began to speak.
“You don’t make any plans with anyone else.”
“But—”
“And you most definitely don’t wear this dress or anything similar for anyone else.”
I drew in a shaky breath. No panic or fear filled me. Instead of being terrified by his audacity and anger, I became wet and insanely aroused.
He licked his lips. That movement seduced me more than his kiss or alpha, heat-laced words. My nipples stiffened.
“Do you understand?” He licked his lips again.
I tried to respond.
He had his mouth back on me. His tongue twirled and twisted. All my resistance fragmented into nothing. Intense passion soared throughout me.
A soft moan escaped me.
Kissing him back, I raised my hands and clutched his head. He slid his tongue along mine. So slow. Savoring my taste as I feasted on his.
Grunting, he used the other hand to pull me closer to him. I tugged at his hair and sucked on that skillful tongue.
So wicked, he moved one of my hands and put it on his cock, showing me how rock hard he was in his pants.
Shivering in delight, I tugged at his cock through the pants, needing to free the thick length. I longed to see if it was as big as it felt.
When he pulled from my mouth this time I almost begged for him to return. My brain went dizzy. My senses exploded from the heat of him. His words were a growl of desire against my lips. “I’m sorry I didn’t call you back.”