The Russian Mobster: Russian Mafia Romance novel Chapter 35

He seemed to seize me up, and I did the same.

He was dressed in a dark suit, his hair freshly combed, and his skin smelled of minty aftershave.

His ice eyes looked at me all over, his lip ring, and black ear studs glinted in the lamp light.

"You look....beautiful." He breathed, his dark eye brows furrowing together as he gave me a devilish smile.

I blushed, my cheeks heating up, my chest pounding as butterflies shook me all over.

His eyes would be the death of me, his blue knifes of pure power.

"Thank you." I breathed out.

He took another step towards me, and I felt my breath hitch at his proximity.

He raised his right hand, as His pale thumb trailed lightly over my cheeks, and down to my lips.

My hormones were going all out of wack as a breeze of his cologne came my way.

I practically trembled under his touch as his thumb rubbed over my lips, the icy feel of his fingers, and the warmth of the skin on my lips, sent fire works.

With one tug, his lips were on mine.

Hungry, and needy...almost deprived, was what I could describe the kiss as.

His warm. moist lips molded over mine, his strong hands wrapped low-low around my back.

I moaned as his tongue roamed around my mouth, his kisses were hard, and pressed, almost as if he feared he would not get another change to have his lips meet mine, but if it were up to me...we'd never stop.