Chapter Nineteen
She loosened a hand from his hair and clapped it over her lips, muffling her cries as she came against his mouth, her hips rolling and jerking. Her muscles convulsed in an endless release as Dimitri continued to pleasure her, until Kelly finally collapsed back weakly, completely sated.
The moment she came down from her high, Kelly because aware of the coldness and hardness of the desk against her back. She was immediately brought back to the reality of where she was, who she was with, and what had just happened.
"I have always found regret to be a wasted emotion," Dimitri murmured dryly some minutes later, when Kelly made no effort to lower the hand she had draped over the top of her face. She was so embarrassed.
As if not being able to see him would make all that had just happened go away! Which was pretty ridiculous when they were both still half naked… Dimitri leaned over her, looking down at her. Her breasts were slightly red, the nipples still engorged and dusky pink from the ministration of his lips and tongue, and those fiery curls between her legs were damp from her recent release.
He drew in a shaky breath. "Kelly..." he began to say.
"I don't want to talk about this now!" Kelly snapped fiercely, lowering her hand so that she could glare up at him.
"Or ever?" he guessed ruefully.
"Or ever!" Kelly echoed as she sat up to adjust her clothes.
Dear God…!
What had happened to her just now? How could she have allowed herself to completely unravel in Dimitri's arms like that? Especially after she knew who he was. Something was definitely wrong with her. The man was after her father's company. Imagine sleeping with the enemy! How could she have been so foolish!
"I like your hair all soft like this—" Dimitri said
"Don't touch me!" Kelly flinched back as Dimitri would have reached out and touched the silkiness of her hair.
Dimitri's eyes darkened angrily as his arm dropped back to his side. "You didn't seem to object a few minutes ago when I touched you!" he said as he began to fix his clothes too.
Colour burned Kelly's cheeks as she remembered all too clearly the shameful way she had pleaded for his touch. She had been so aroused, so aching, so desperate for release as she urged Dimitri to give her what she needed… Something he had done beyond her wildest imaginings! Just like he had that night....and she had spent the whole weekend thinking about him.
She swallowed hard, her gaze no longer meeting his. "I must have been out of my mind." she said finally.
"Oh, you were," Dimitri said pointedly. "Completely and wildly out of your mind."
Her eyes shot furious sparks at him. "Do you have to sound so—so damned triumphant about it?"
He gave an unrepentant shrug. "It's a natural reaction in a man when he knows he has just given his woman pleasure."
What the hell did he just say?
"I'm not your woman," Kelly gasped incredulously.
"Just say the word and you could be," Dimitri drawled softly, having no idea how he would handle having someone like Kelly in his life, especially with all this drama with her father, but knowing that giving this woman pleasure twice hadn't been nearly enough to satisfy his own appetite for her.
He wanted to make love to her again. And again. And have her make love to him, too… The throb of his thighs ached all over again just at the thought of having the fullness of her lips about him, her tiny tongue lapping the length of him…
"For how long?" she came back challengingly.
Dimitri shrugged. "For as long as it lasted." he replied.
"'It' being a purely sexual relationship?" she asked again.
"Of course." came his reply.
Kelly gave a disgusted shake of her head. "I have absolutely no wish to become the latest woman in what I have no doubt is the very long line of your conquests!" She spat the words at him as though he had just mortally insulted her.
The coldness of her rejection was like a slap in the face. "It's funny how you insinuate that I'm some kind of guy who just goes around and sleeps with people when you are doing exactly the same thing I'm doing. You were the one who was just moaning half naked on my office desk two minutes ago." he taunted sarcastically.
Colour heated Kelly's cheeks at this, knowing he was right, and the smart thing to do right now was leave. She had already embarrassed herself enough.
"I'm going back to my office now," she bit out abruptly as she rose to her feet, pulling her skirt down and smoothening it while Dimitri made no effort to hide his admiring glance.
When she was decent again, she returned her attention to Dimitri. Hating that they had completely diverted from the issue that had brought her to his office. But they had to talk. She had to find a way to keep her father's company.
"Leave my father's company alone, Dimitri" she said.
He frowned instantly, then turned away from her, "I'm afraid I can't do that" he said stiffly.
"You can't or you won't?" Kelly asked behind him and Dimitri groaned inwardly. He never let his personal life affect his business and he wasn't going to start now. He turned to face her.
"Kelly, I'm not going to deny the fact that I have a thing for you" he began, and Kelly had to stop her silly heart from doing a stupid dance when she heard those words.
"Hell, I have a soft spot for you because I'm attracted to you" he continued, "But I don't get sentimental when it comes to work. I understand that you might be upset, but your father will be getting a lot of money when this is over...."
"It's not about the money Dimitri" Kelly yelled, and stomped her feet on the floor. "My dad just wants the company to continue running....This is something he has spent his entire life building and you can't just tear it down"
"Oh I'm sure your father will understand that it's just work and nothing personal. He will get over it eventually" Dimitri said casually as he walked past her to go behind his desk. He took his seat and looked up at her and Kelly hated it. She looked like a student being scolded in the principal's office, she thought.
