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harder, she would have submitted, given herself to him, in all ways.
    He
didn’t need a hardcore BDSM relationship. All Viktor needed was for Karina to
be his, and he knew he wouldn’t stop until she admitted that being with him was
the right thing to do. Did he think fucking her would rid him of his obsession
for her, get her out of his system? He didn’t know, but he had to find out if
being with her sexually was all he wanted, or if Viktor wanted a hell of a lot
more.
    But
the party was winding down, and the ones that were still left were nice and
drunk, enjoying themselves, which had been the point—somewhat—of the party.
Truth was another part of him had wanted to throw it to see Karina in a more
personal atmosphere.
    He
stood in the back of the room, sipping bourbon from a crystal cut glass, and
watching her. She had switched to water after her fourth glass of champagne,
and right now she was speaking with another staff member, and his focus was
right on the roundness of her ass. It was big, voluptuous, and he couldn’t help
the desire that slammed into him. He’d been fighting it all night long, not
wanting to get a hard-on, but also a part of him not giving a fuck if anyone
saw.
    The
people she was speaking to branched off in other directions, and she was left
standing there alone for a moment. But then she left, and he knew she was
heading toward the restrooms in the back of the restaurant. Viktor finished off
his drink and followed her, but he was surprised she was standing in the hall
looking at the framed photos on the walls of the celebrities that had
frequented the establishment.
    They’d
rounded the corner, so the rest of the party couldn’t see them with a wall
blocking their view, but Viktor liked the excitement that anyone could walk up
to them and see what he was going to do to her. He moved closer until he was
right behind her, inhaled the sweet, floral scent of her, and couldn’t stop
himself from groaning. She spun around, a gasp leaving her, her eyes widening.
She pressed her back to the wall, and he couldn’t help but move closer to her.
    “I’ve
been waiting all night to get you alone, Karina.”
     

Chapter
Four
     
    Karina
felt him before she even turned around, but now she got a look at Viktor right
in front of her, his hair perfectly styled, his eyes piercing as he seemed to
take in every part of her, the scent of him enveloping her in every sense of
the word. He stood so close to her she knew if anyone walked around the corner
they’d certainly take notice of the intimacy of it all.
    “You
thought I forgot about what happened?” he asked, but she could see by his
expression he already knew the answer.
    “I
thought you were too drunk and didn’t remember.”
    God, why say that?
    She
could have slapped her hand over her mouth for the words that came out. But
Viktor didn’t show any emotion, and instead moved an inch closer to her, lifted
his hand, and placed his fingers around her wrist. He had his finger at her
radial pulse, and she felt her heart beat faster, all from that small touch.
    “I
remember everything, Karina, and I want more.”
    ****
    If
Viktor considered himself a good guy he would have let Karina walk away,
wouldn’t have even put her in this situation. But he was determined in all
things, and when he wanted something he didn’t stop until he got it.
    She
was here, with him, and he could tell she wanted this. But he wouldn’t go
further until she actually said she
wanted him. As he looked into her face, saw the rosy color of her cheeks, the
way her lips were glossy and parted, and could see the rugged, arousal-filled
expression in her eyes, Viktor knew she wouldn’t stop this. She wanted this as
much as he did, and that was a massive turn-on.
    “You
want me. I can see it in your face, the way you’re breathing, shifting on your
feet. You want me as much as I want you.” He leaned down an inch and ran his
nose up the side of her face. “Tell