What the Greek's Money Can't Buy(82)

                His own control cracked wider. ‘Yes, agapita. It would be a shame if something came along and ruined it.’ His hand slid into her hair and brought her head up so he could look into her eyes. ‘Wouldn’t it?’ He pushed higher insider her, possessing her completely.

                Her lips parted in a pre-climactic gasp as her muscles gripped him tight. ‘Yes.’

                ‘Good. Then let’s keep that from happening, yes?’

                The touch of confusion that clouded her eyes was washed away a second later with the onset of ecstatic wonder that transformed her face from stunning to exquisitely beautiful.

                He groaned deep as her convulsions triggered his own release, making him loosen his possessive hold on her. Her head fell back onto his shoulder and it was all he could do to hang on as he was plunged into the longest climax of his life.

                He walked them back into the shower as spasms continued to seize her frame.

                In silence, he washed her, then himself, all the while aware of the puzzled glances she sent his way.

                They made it as far as his bedroom before she rounded on him.

                ‘Is this tense silent treatment part of your morning-after ritual or is there something going on here I should know about?’

                He damned his suspicious nature and his inability to shake his gut’s warning. His gaze swung past the temptation of her wet, towel-clad body to the bedside table and he tensed further when he saw her phone.

                She’d seen the message.

                ‘Sakis?’

                He met her troubled blue gaze. ‘I start negotiations on the China oil deal this morning and they’re not the best customers to deal with at the best of times. In light of what’s happened, I want nothing to impede this deal.’

                Her brow cleared. ‘Oh. Well, I don’t see anything that will hinder your negotiations.’

                His chest lightened at the reassurance then immediately tightened at the thought that the message had been personal, from a man who viewed himself in a position to make demands from the woman Sakis had claimed as his lover. It struck home again just how little he really knew Brianna Moneypenny. Or was it Anna?

                Sucking in a deep breath, he went to his drawer and pulled out a pair of boxers. ‘Are you sure? The last thing we need are skeletons popping out of closets right now. I think my company’s had enough of those to last a millennium.’

                Her pause lasted a few seconds, but it felt like years to him. ‘I’m sure.’

                He turned. ‘Good.’

                When he saw her catch her lower lip between her teeth, his pulse spiked. Theos, how could he crave her again after the many times he’d taken her last night and the intense orgasm he’d experienced with her barely fifteen minutes ago? He mentally shook his head, turned away and carried on dressing. If he gave in to his need, they’d never leave this room.

                He heard the towel slide from her body and his fingers clenched around his socks.

                ‘So...this is about the Chinese deal and has nothing to do with...with what’s happened between us?’

                He shoved his leg into his trousers with more force than was necessary. ‘I made my feeling clear on that score, agapita. You haven’t forgotten already, have you?’