Total pages in book: 171
Estimated words: 170885 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 854(@200wpm)___ 684(@250wpm)___ 570(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 170885 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 854(@200wpm)___ 684(@250wpm)___ 570(@300wpm)
Nikolai’s arms wrap around my back to fuse us closer, but he doesn’t rush it, doesn’t turn it into a lustful frenzy like we’re used to.
Maybe it’s because he, too, knows this isn’t about lust anymore. It stopped being about lust a long time ago.
For me, it was never about lust. I was drawn to him, which is why I wanted him. It wasn’t the other way around.
We kiss for what feels like hours. We kiss until it’s impossible to breathe in anything but each other’s air.
My hand strokes his hair while the other slides over his shoulder, back, and waist, then I grab a handful of his arse and grind him against me.
He releases a low rumble that explodes from his lips all the way to his chest. I feel every vibration against my heated skin.
All the blood rushes to my already aching cock and it pulses with need.
Nikolai hisses when I plant one leg between his and wrap the other around his thigh. His cock brushes against mine, the pierced crown eliciting primal pleasure from deep inside me. The new angle lets him rub the length of his dick against mine, sliding, rutting until we’re panting in each other’s mouths.
The sucking sounds of our lips echo louder, needier, now in the midst of streaming water as I hump him with a desire so colossal, I feel like I can’t survive if I don’t touch him.
I reach between us and tighten my first around our cocks, jerking us in a firm grip, squeezing the way he loves it.
All this time, I’ve been so attuned to what and where he likes to be touched that I’ve become an expert in sucking his balls dry. Literally.
It took me time compared to his experience and natural talent, but I’m nothing if not a fast learner.
His sharp intake of air gives me the incentive to go rougher until he’s bucking his hips and fucking my hand.
“Jesus, fuck, baby. You know how to make a man lose his mind.” He blows out a sharp exhale against my swollen lips.
I fist his hair tighter. “Not just any man. You.”
“Not just any man,” he repeats with a blinding possessiveness. “Me. Only fucking me.”
“Tell me you’re mine,” I order and it’s such a low blow when he’s trapped in the cloud of lust, but I want to hear it.
“I’ve been yours since I met you, baby.” He rubs his chest against mine. “I literally have the ink to prove it.”
“Umm. Fuck. I love the tattoo.”
“Yeah?”
“Uh-huh. It’s my favorite of yours. I want to feast on it and you.”
“Holy fucking shit. You need to stop talking dirty or I’ll come here and now.”
“Then come.”
“Nope.” He bites my lower lip. “Need.” Kiss. “Inside.” Lick. “You.”
My head is in shambles, but I have enough clarity to grab him by the wrist and pull him behind me. I don’t even bother to dry us, but he fetches his trousers and grabs his wallet, then throws it down again.
“Uh, baby? I don’t want to freak you out, but we’re dripping all over the place.”
“Fuck it.”
“Oh wow. Who are you and what have you done to my OCD lotus flower?”
“Less talking and more fucking, Niko.” I push him onto my bed and straddle him, grinding my arse against his erection.
“Fucking hell, you’re on a roll today. You’re driving me fucking mental, as you say.” He grins in that sexy way that leaves my heart distraught.
I kiss him because I can’t not kiss him. I’m addicted to his taste, to the way his jaw clenches beneath my fingers, the way he growls like he can’t get enough of me.
I’m addicted to him and have been through enough withdrawals for a lifetime.
From now on, he’s not allowed to leave my sight.
Nikolai pulls back only to wrench out a packet from his wallet and then tosses it to the side.
I breathe heavily, brows drawn. “Since when do we use condoms?”
“Not condoms. Lube. I figured you didn’t have any here.”
“I didn’t think you’d come over…do you go around carrying packets of lube?”
“Only when I’m going to see you.”
“You’re actually thinking ahead for once.”
“Gotta impress you, baby.”
“Consider me impressed.”
“Mmm. Your husky voice is hot as fuck.” He tears the packet of lube with his teeth and that sight isn’t supposed to make me leak so desperately over my abs.
Playfulness and intensity dance in his dark-blue eyes as he squirts the liquid on his palm and circles my rim. I lift myself higher so he has better access. His finger thrusts inside me and I arch as he opens me up with shallow pumps of his hand before he adds a second finger.
A burst of pleasure goes through me when he teases that button of pleasure inside me, but through it all, I don’t stop looking at him, watching him, drowning in that enchanting gaze.