Page 31 of Ruthless Claim

She bites down on my bottom lip hard enough to draw blood and I pull back sharply.

There’s a wild and intense storm in her eyes as she looks up at me.

My lip stings from the bite and I run my tongue over it before a slow smile creeps up on my face and I bring her mouth back to mine.

The intense pleasure the feeling of kissing her gives me is unbelievable.

My kiss turns hungry and I let out a groan against her. Valentina roughly yanks off the rest of my shirt before her nails scrape against my neck.

My own hands slip down her body, pulling and squeezing wherever I can reach.

My hips slam into hers forcefully against the table, ignoring the screech of the table as it moves from the force of my movements.

I kiss her so hard I’m sure my lips will be bruised the next morning.

I can already feel my lower lip swelling.

The harder I press against her, the more intoxicated I feel. I can feel every bad decision I have ever made float away at the scent of her.

A growl escapes Valentina’s lips as she forcefully shoves against my chest.

My body is flush against her as I grind my erection against her thigh. She moans at the contact.

Reaching up, I finish unzipping her dress and impatiently tug it off her.

Valentina’s dark eyes rise to mine as she pushes at me again.

The movement causes my eyes to drift down toward her exposed black lacy bra.

Her chest is rapidly rising and falling as she pants, trying to catch her breath.

I inhale through my nose. “Fuck,” I mutter as I take in the sight of her. She’s so fucking beautiful and intoxicating—all wrapped in a fiery package. I know I shouldn’t, but I can’t get enough of her.

Valentina squirms against me.

Her nails dig into my exposed chest as I reach up and take hold of her arms.

She feels so small against me.

Delicate.

But the woman in front of me is anything but delicate.

She’s a fucking viper.

“Quit struggling,” I command in a deep voice.

I don’t know why I bother because she does not stop. Instead, she fights harder. She claws against me as she struggles to push me away, but the blush across her skin gives her away. We both know the fight is pointless. We both know where this is leading. I already told her after all.

“I hate you,” she spits. Her pupils are dilated, but the gold in them glitters like embers in a fire. I can see myself in the reflection and it takes my breath away. “I shouldn’t be allowing you to touch me.”

I chuckle low in my throat and lean my head down until my lips are resting just above her ear. “But you are,” I taunt. “You want this just as much as I do. Consequences be damned.”

Valentina scowls at me. “I shouldn’t let you touch me,” she snaps. “Give me one good reason why I should.”

I clench my jaw, pondering her question. I have her. Now I just need to reel her in.

“Because you’ll enjoy it as much as I do.” I trail my fingers down her arms, watching as her flesh erupts in goosebumps. “You’ll get turned on by all the dirty things I say to you. You’re already horny as fuck, Valentina. Besides”—my eyes trail over her body slowly until they meet hers again—“the forbidden-ness makes the reward so much sweeter.”