Greek Bachelors: Paying The Price: What the Greek's Money Can't Buy / What the Greek Can't Resist / What The Greek Wants Most. Maya Blake
think you’ve tortured me enough?’ she asked.
His thumbs flicked over her nipples. ‘Not nearly enough, pethi mou. Open your legs wider.’
She obeyed because she wanted this more than she wanted her next breath. At the first probe of his erection, she held her breath. He used one hand to hold her still and fed another inch inside her.
Stars burst across her vision. ‘Sa—’ How could it be that she was bared to him in the most intimate of ways and yet the taste of his name on her lips felt a touch too far?
‘Say it,’ he commanded.
‘I can’t...’
He started to withdraw. Her body clenched in fierce denial. ‘No!’
‘Say my name, Brianna.’
‘Sa...Sakis,’ she gasped. He pushed back in with a deep groan. ‘Oh God.’
‘Again!’
‘S...Sakis!’
‘Good girl.’ He plunged in until he was fully embedded, then held still. ‘Now, tell me how you want this to go. Fast or slow. Either way will be torture for me but I want to please you.’
Brianna wanted to tell him he’d already pleased her, a thousand times more than she’d ever imagined possible.
‘Now, glikia mou, while my brain still functions...’ Pushing her forward, he covered her with his body and trapped her splayed hands under his on the bed.
The first signs of her climax clawed at her. ‘Fast, Sakis. I want it fast. And hard.’
‘Theos!’ His response through clenched teeth was a hot breath in her ear. ‘Your wish is my command.’ With a loud groan, he pulled out and surged back in, then proceeded to set a blistering pace that made her die a little each time her orgasm drew closer.
When he rocked back on his knees, Brianna’s chest collapsed onto the bed, her feeble arms unable to sustain the barrage of sensations that rippled through her. Taking one last, gasping breath, she screamed as blissful convulsions seized her. Dimly, she heard Sakis’s long, drawn-out growl as his pleasure overtook him. Deep within her, she felt his thickness pump his pleasure over and over until he was spent.
He collapsed sideways onto the bed and took her with him. In the dark room, he tucked her back against his chest, their harsh breaths gradually slowing until only the occasional spasm raked through them.
WHAT FELT LIKE hours later, Sakis pulled her closer and brushed back her hair from her face.
The kiss he planted on her temple was gentle but possessive. ‘That was sensational, glikia mou.’
‘What does that mean?’
He gave a low laugh. ‘You have an intelligent mind, Moneypenny. Find out.’
‘You like to say my surname quite a lot. In fact, you don’t go more than a minute or two when we’re talking before going “Moneypenny this” or “Moneypenny that”.’
She felt his grin against her neck. ‘And this surprises you? I find your surname very intriguing, sexy.’
She fought not to tense at the interest in his tone and responded with forced lightness. ‘Sexy?’
He shrugged. ‘Before I met you, I’d only ever heard that name in a spy movie.’
‘And you think she’s sexy?’
‘Extremely, and also hugely underestimated.’
‘I agree with you there. But she was often overlooked in favour of sexier, in-your-face female leads; she was also the one who never got her guy.’
Sakis drew closer and traced his lips along the line of her shoulder. ‘Well, I think we’ve remedied that tonight. Plus, she had astonishing staying power. Just like you. No one in their right mind would overlook you, Moneypenny, even though you try to hide it with that hypnotic swan-glide.’
She laughed. ‘Swan glide?’
‘Outwardly, you’re serene, so damned efficient, and yet below you’re paddling madly. Watching you juggle virtual balls is damned sexy.’
‘Damn; and there I thought no one could see the mad paddling underneath.’
‘Sometimes, there’s just a little ruffle. Like when I misbehave and you itch to put me in my place.’
‘So you know you’re misbehaving? Acceptance is the first step, I suppose.’
She shivered as he rocked his hips forward in a blatantly masculine move that had her moaning. But then he pulled out of her a second later and flipped her to face him. ‘Like all men in my position, I live to push the boundaries. But I get that I need an anchor sometimes. You’re my anchor, Brianna.’ He spoke with a low but fierce intensity that made tears prickle behind her eyes.
‘Sakis...I...’
He kissed her, a slow, luxurious exploration that soon became something else, something more. She wanted to protest when he lifted his head. ‘Hold that thought; I need to change condoms. Bathroom?’
She pointed and watched him head towards her tiny bathroom, her eyes glued to his toned, chiselled physique. The thought that she was about to make love with this virile, sexy man again made her tremble so hard, she clutched the pillow.
But, alone, dread began to creep in. She’d gone beyond what the hell am I doing? Now she had to deal with what the hell am I going to do?
Sakis might not have meant to but tonight he’d revealed just how much he treasured and respected her. How ironic that, just when she could’ve felt secure in the knowledge that her job was safe, that she didn’t need to prove herself as the invaluable asset in Sakis’s life, she would have to walk away.
Because there really was no choice. She would never betray Sakis the way he’d been betrayed before. As for Greg, he deserved to burn in hell.
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