He wrapped his fingers around her wrist and pulled her hand away. “I’m a granite beast, Ember, my soul froze a long time ago.”
“Then it’s time to get you warm, Timur. I originally came because I wanted to help. Synda is my best friend, closer to me than my actual family, not that I have any left. But I did have an ulterior motive.”
“Honestly Ember, what is it with you and Synda dragging things out? Tell me why you’re here and get it over with.” He released her arm.
She hiked her skirt up and crawled into his lap, settling her calves outside his thighs. “Isn’t it obvious?”
“No, spell it out and put it in terms I understand.”
“I want you.”
Chapter Five
Ember studied his expression as he cocked his head to the side, his brows drawn together. “Were you hit on the head?’ He smoothed a hand over her braids before letting it fall to his side. “Didn’t you see what I turned into?”
“I did.” She leaned in and pressed her lips to his.
Timur wrapped his fingers around her knees and tightened his grip as she inched closer. Frothy layers of deep red silk flew up between them, preventing her from getting next to him. She skimmed her hands up his forearms, felt his muscles tense beneath her palm. Ember pushed her tongue past his lips and ran it along his teeth. He slid his hands up her thighs and dug fingertips into her ass. Timur wedged his erection into the apex between her legs while the fabric bunched up between their bodies.
He dropped his head back, resting it on his seat. Light reflected off his eyes like it would a cat, and she caught a glimpse of his beast. “Take off the dress before I tear the damn thing off,” he growled.
She reared back. “Gimme a minute.” Ember reached for the side zipper.
The fabric rustled as he ran his hands beneath the material along her side and the ripping sound made her pull her arm back. “I liked this dress.”
“Fuck that. I’ll buy you another one.” He rose and set her on her feet. The gown slithered slowly down her body and pooled around her feet, revealing her breasts, belly, and finally her pussy. Self-conscious, she squirmed as she stood before Timur, wearing only a thong and a leg holster. He licked his lips and grabbed her hand, pulling her toward the French doors.
“Where are we going?” she asked as she kicked the dress away and stumbled forward.
“To a place that will ensure I can love on you uninterrupted for as long as possible.” They entered a marble-floored foyer and faced a bank of stainless steel doors.
Walking up to the first elevator, he stabbed the button. The doors opened with a faint swish. Timur stepped into the cab, flicked the console embedded in the wall open and placed his palm on the screen. Ember brushed against his shoulder to see what he was doing. He swung around and yanked her into his arms, then flipped them to push her up against the wall. She felt the edge of his teeth graze the tender skin of her throat as he slowly moved down her body.
The doors reopened and a faint chime dinged. Distracted by the way they continued to slide back and forth when a floor wasn’t chosen, she gave up caring when Timur wrapped his lips around her taut nipple and used his other hand to palm her breast. Ember tangled her fingers in his hair, tugging at the soft strands. Wisps of air enfolded her wet tip, tightening the nub as he slid his mouth from one breast to the other. Her vision blurred as he rolled his tongue over the sensitive bud. Holding his locks in a tight fist, she tried to push his head down her form and met with resistance. Her body hummed under his touch and her pussy throbbed. She needed to feel his mouth against her vagina. She spoke but her words were monosyllabic gibberish. He bit down and she arched her back, pushing more of her areola into his mouth. Timur released her breast with a wet pop and dropped minute kisses along her ribcage.
She dropped her head forward and watched his descent as