Without another word, he drops onto the sofa and closes his eyes.
With nothing left to say, I walk into the master bedroom.
Timofey is on top of me, his weight on his hands on either side of my head. I turn and press a kiss to the velvet skin of his wrist.
He settles his hips over mine. I feel the hard length of his erection. “If we’re playing truth or dare, I’d rather take a dare.”
I want to know everything about him. His thoughts, his body, his dreams. I want it all.
“I dare you to tell me a secret.” I flick my tongue over the bone of his wrist. “Then f**k me until I forget it.”
His blue eyes glimmer with mischief. In one move, he hooks his arm around my waist and rolls sideways. Suddenly, I’m on top of his bare chest, straddling his waist. Warm and naked.
He cups his hands over m
