In spite of the lingering embarrassment, Kelly laughed.
"I didn't say he had a thing for me, point of correction" she said. "We just had a.... Some moments actually... But I don't think he has a thing for me, it's just sexual attraction... Doesn't mean anything"
Lizze cleared a throat in a funny way that made Kelly give her a look. "He definitely has a thing for you" she insisted.
Kelly didn't want to think about that right now, especially since she was still angry with Dimitri over what he did with Edward Franklin. Capitulating, she waved toward the living room. “These better be some shoes,” she muttered.
Lizzie walked ahead of her carrying the small pile of luggage, “One thing you should know about me. I don’t kid about stocks, world peace or footwear. Just let me do this for you, as a thank you for what you did for me at the fashion show”
<The song wasn’t a slow tune, which meant he really didn’t need to hold her so closely. Yet Kelly didn’t pull away. She was certain any one of the media staff that were present would snap a picture on their phone and immediately text it to their editor. The picture of her dancing with Felix would no doubt grace the cover of at least one tabloid first thing tomorrow morning.Any other company looking to snag Felix would see that Darcy Enterprises had beaten them to the punch. With that thought, Kelly moved easily to the rhythm of the music. She smiled and eased out of Felix's embrace so she could spin around before coming back to join him. The move gave anyone aiming for a photo op an unfettered view of her smiling…and wearing such a beautiful dress.... Thanks to Lizzy.Another minute and the song was over. The band would probably continue to play until midnight when the DJ, who was set up in the far corner
Kelly frowned. Yes, She did not enjoy gatherings like this.... Most wealthy people did, but she wasn't one of them. Whatever events Kelly attended were carefully selected and always related to business in some way. She would not admit that the last thing she'd wanted to do tonight was attend this party. If she'd been able to do exactly as she'd wanted, Kelly would be in at home, in her bedroom with a cup of hot chocolate and a tray of Oreo cookies-her favorite guilty pleasure. She would be in bed wearing her pajamas and watching some movie.And if she'd been able to do that, instead of attending this party, she would have missed seeing Dimitri. Kelly was definitely okay with that. She was still mad at him for what he did with Edward Franklin, but the longer he stayed so close to her, she felt that anger slowly slipping away.... Replaced by a desire to forget everything and throw herself into his arms. She hated feeling like this.
She was on the phone with her back to him.He should walk away now. It was tempting as he stood there and thrust his hands into the front pockets of his pants. There were still plenty of women in the ballroom who he could dance with, have drinks with while talking, and maybe even take back home for the night. He also hadn’t forgotten Peter's offer to attend his private party. Again, plenty of willing women.Dimitri did not have to stand here and deal with Kelly Darcy especially with everything going on with her father, who had glared angrily at him throughout the entire night.But the moment he heard the small hitch in her voice as she spoke to whoever she was speaking to, he knew he wasn’t going up to any private party.And he wasn’t going to snag some other woman from the ballroom. He was going to stay right here until he knew Kelly was okay.“Yes,&r
Kelly didn’t look away.“You’ve no place to run,” he said, his voice going lower. Sexier.She remained unfazed, at least on the outside. “I don’t run from anything,” she told him. “And I’m not easily intimidated.”He tilted his head curiously and arched a brow. "That's good to know.” he said.He took another step and leaned in before pausing to look down at her hands. Kelly had not moved a muscle. She held eye contact with him. A part of her wanted to take another step around him, while an-other part—the stubborn and inquisitive part—stood still and waited. For what, she wasn’t quite sure. All she knew for certain was that she wanted to know what he was going to do next."I feel like you are avoiding me, Kelly. Why is that?" he asked."I didn't say anything l
But he didn't. Knowing that it was a bad time and he would only end up pushing her further away from him. So all he did was to step closer and stand beside her."This party was organized so we could find potential investors. Your aim is to bring down the company, so why exactly are you here, Dimitri? To talk them out of it just like you did with Edward Franklin?" she asked.He didn't look at her. He couldn't. Maybe because he was a little embarrassed about what he had to say, and he didn't even know why, but he wanted to be honest with her."I guess I came because I wanted to see you" he said simply, still staring out the balcony, refusing to face her.She turned to face him then, and he knew that she was surprised by his answer. Hell, he was surprised that he had admitted it, so he didn't blame her when she gave him that look and said, "What?""Yeah I kno
She knew that Dimitri was right. She wanted him all right, but she was seriously overthinking the consequences that this decision could have on her.It was different when she didn't know who he was, but now, even when she knew, her feelings didn't change one bit. She wanted to be with him, and she was considering his suggestion that they spend the night together.The car sped through the night, smooth and silent, the darkness of the interior ensuring their privacy and increasing the intimacy. And again, Kelly made a wild decision.Dimitri was staring out the window too, and he had one hand on the car seat. Kelly watched him for a few seconds and then slowly, she let her hand slid to his. Gently she stroked his wrist with her fingers, and she felt Dimitri tense immediately.Dimitri didn't turn to look at her, because he wasn't really sure she was touching him on purpose. And he was a
“Do you understand what you do to a man like me when you say that?” he growled.“A man like you?” she rasped.“I told you,” he said, voice rough, harsh. His hand shifted from her face and up into her hair, loosening the bun and gripping the strands. “I’m greedy. Selfish. And will take without conscience what you’re offering me.” He tugged on her hair, and pinpricks of pleasure danced across her scalp. She sank her teeth in her bottom lip to trap a moan. “What are you offering me, Kelly?” he asked.“Me,” she breathed. “For tonight. All of me.”As if those words snapped a fraying leash on his control, Dimitri swooped down and crushed his mouth to hers. Oh God. She hadn’t been prepared. Maybe she’d believed she was. But foolish, foolish her—she wasn't. One hand rose to his wrist, the s
“And I want to feel you cum for me, I want your muscles clenched around my cock, milking me, making me spill inside you.” Dimitri spoke slowly, his voice husky and calm at the same time. He was tempting her to surrender to him.Her hand had a mind of its own as it suddenly reached for him, finding his swollen shaft hidden behind the fabric of his pants. She felt how hard he was for her. Before she could enjoy the heat under her palm, he gripped her hand and pulled it away.“No touching.....at least not yet.”Her gaze darted to the side, toward the front of the car and his driver. “The divide is soundproof,” he assured her.Kelly looked into his eyes and was drawn into them, their depth, their beauty. She wanted nothing more than to kiss him, touch him, feel him inside her.“Kiss me.” She said.
"You are being ridiculous..."His mouth moved closer to hers. "Do you really think that? You think what we share is ridiculous?""What we share is just sex, Dimitri. That's what this entire relationship has been built on. And I'm not prepared to stay with you until you get bored with me""Bored?" he laughed In genuine amusement. "Bored? I would give much for the opportunity to become bored by your company, Kelly. You tell me exactly how you feel.... I doubt you will ever learn to filter what happens between your brain and your mouth and you you are reliably unpredictable. There are many words to describe our relationship, but boring is certainly not one of them."He released her then and turned and paced back across the room, a weary look on his face. "I'm sorry" he said quietly. "I have been wanting to talk to you but you wouldn't give me the opportunity to do so"&nbs
She felt the force of him deep inside her as he took her with barely contained violence and she moved her hips and clung to him as excitement surged through her body, caring for nothing except the need which grew and grew from deep within. He came into her hard and fast and Kelly welcomed the union with as much savage satisfaction as he took in it, a tumultuous fever of possession gripping both of them.He thrust deep and he did it again and again until her vision blurred and her entire body exploded in a shower of sensation so exquisitely perfect that for a moment she ceased to breath. She felt him shudder as he reached his own desperate climax and then there was only the slow descent back to normality. The unsteady breathing. The sudden intrusion of the outside world into their private space. The scattered bed spread....Dazed and disoriented, it was only as he gently moved to the side that Kelly realized that, although she was
Kelly didn't let him finish."I'm fine, Dimitri" she snapped. "I was just tired and I lost track of time... Like I said before. Don't act like you care"Dimitri sighed. "You are my wife, Kelly. You are carrying my baby... Of course I care""Well not really" She pulled a face and turned away from him to fix the bed sheets. Anything to stop herself from looking at him. He was spectacular, she thought weakly. Stunning. Gorgeous. Virile. Masculine. Ignoring the slow curl of heat low in her pelvis, she closed her eyes briefly and talked sense into herself. "You married the company. And I sort of came along too, which must have been pretty inconvenient for you you"With a harsh expletive that she didn't understand, he crossed the bedroom and pulled her away from bed. "Enough, Kelly" his voice was a low, throaty growl as he powered her gently against the wall and trapped her there with the
He dropped the shirt on the floor, his eyes still locked on hers. "Why deny yourself what you know you want? The chemistry between us is all that matters right now" he said.The sight of his bronzed muscular chest was almost enough to make her believe him. Almost, but not quite."Yes, well, it would make it very convenient for you if I believed that. You think that everything can be solved by sex, but it can't" she muttered, ignoring the banging of her heart and the buzz in her ears.She couldn't do this right now, she reminded herself as she dragged her gaze away from the fascinating sight of dark, masculine body hair that followed a trail down his body and disappeared temptingly beneath the waistband of his trousers. Neverland, she thought to herself. She should never have gone there.As he reached for the button on his trousers she felt her blood heat and knew that urgent action was necessar
It occurred to her that she had never seen him look anything less than suave and well groomed. But tonight he looked anything but. He was dressed in the same suit he had worn for his meeting, but the jacket and tie had long since been discarded and what had started life as a crisp white shirt was now crumpled and dirtied. She wondered what he had been doing and where he went to."When I came back and couldn't find you inside, I got worried" he frowned slightly, as if that confession was as much of a surprise to him as it was to her."Worried about your investment, you mean. But it wouldn't have mattered if I had had an accident, would it, Dimitri? You've gotten what you want. There's no need to pretend to care anymore"He sucked in a breath. "Whatever you may think, this is not about the company""Of course it is" Kelly retorted.He dragged a hand through his gl
And neither did she, she realized miserably. Even when her dignity and common sense told her to leave the room.... Leave him... A tiny, stupid part of her wanted to hurl herself into his arms and lie there safe and warm while he used his diplomatic skills to talk his way out of this vile situation and made it possible for her to forgive him."I want to go home, Dimitri" she said, hanging on to the last of her dignity. "I want to leave""This is your home. You are my wife. You are carrying my child and you are not going anywhere" he replied angrily.One glance at the rigid set of his hard, handsome features told her that argument was useless. He wanted her here for some reason. His baby maybe. And she didn't have to be a genius to know what the other reason was.The sparks in his eyes. The sexual awareness that even now pulsed between them, all gave her the answer to that quest
"But that's because you are the reason why my plans never work. You were always there... Always at the right time to ruin it. You did it the first time and I let it go because you apologized. Turns out you never meant it"His firm hold on her was the only thing preventing her ignominious descent on to the smooth floor and perhaps he realized that because she felt his grip tighten.The way the sunlight came through the window made Kelly’s hair look like it was on fire. Her hair was red normally, but in the sun, like this? It looked like somebody wove each strand from molten rock. Kelly lifted her hand and tucked some of the locks behind her ears to get them out of her way as she glared at him. Dimitri had to stop himself from thinking about tucking those locks of hair behind her ears for her. He was sure she would slap his hand away if he tried anything like that. She hated him right now, he knew that just by looking at her
Torn in two by the agony of his betrayal and the effort of holding on to her steadily collapsing emotind, she walked across the room and stared out the window. Then she trun, her voice little more than a whisper. "You bastard"Something flickered across his faceHe had the look of a man who knew he was under attack but so far hadn't managed to identify the enemy."Kelly...." he began, but she didn't let him finish."I thought you cared. I really thought you cared about me. And what sort of a fool does that make me? You lied to me"He rose to his feet in a fluid movement, his hands on the table. "I didn't lie. Kelly, We need to....""All those things we did together. All that time we spent together" she lifted a hand to her forehead and rubbed. "All those things you said to me. And you didn't mean any of them""That's
Not once did he speak of loving her, and Kelly could not bring herself to admit to the feelings had about him. She was the mother of his child. That was what their marriage was based on. And Dimitri certainly did his best to be a husband she could be happy with.And she was happy for the most part. When they returned home, she moved to Dimitri's place. Dimitri threw himself into work, coming home to her each evening with the air of a man well satisfied with jobs done. Sometimes he even worked from home so he could help her, especially when she was a little sick, he tired his best to be there for her.She couldn’t fault his commitment to their partnership. Things seemed to be going well, and Kelly hoped that it would continue to be that way. That even if he didn't love her, he understood her and wanted the best for her and her baby. But her hopes were short lived when she checked her email one afternoon.