26. Skye #2
I turned around, my skirt still bunched around my waist. Brazenly, I reached between my legs and dragged my finger over my throbbing clit. When he didn’t say anything else, I lifted my hands and signed, “ Maybe, but I want to be bad with you. ”
His eyes flared and his big fingers wrapped around my wrist.
I bit down on my lower lip, watching as he brought my hand to his mouth, and our gazes locked as he sucked on my finger.
“That was the right answer, zayka .” His mouth moved and I read his lips. “I’m going to make you mine.” I smiled and he dropped my hand, signing as he continued, “Just remember that I’m just finishing what you started.”
I didn’t get to ask him what he meant by that because his lips came down on mine as he roughly grabbed my ass, hoisting my legs around his waist, our kiss never ceasing.
My long brown hair fell all the way to my butt, brushing against my bare back as he angled my head to deepen the kiss with the need I felt in the pit of my stomach.
He bit my lip. Hard. Punishing .
I reared back, shooting him an undignified look.
He simply bared his teeth.
“That’s for fucking with my head for months.” Then he kissed me again. It was a kiss filled with hunger and passion. The kind I felt in the marrow of my bones. And while I glowed inside, he crossed the room and set me on his desk. The cool surface met my bare ass, and I moaned into his mouth.
I felt every touch, every breath, and every kiss in the cells of my skin.
He peered down at my face as he slid a finger into me in one go, and I groaned.
“Fuck, zayka …” His lips pressed against mine again and I edged toward him, bucking my hips, shamelessly begging for more. Dragging his finger over the wetness of my clit, he shoved two fingers inside of me this time, fanning them open and stretching me so I became unbearably full.
I shuddered violently with need and pleasure, my nails sinking into his muscled shoulders.
Our mouths moved together and I pushed my groin forward. I could feel his hard length poking my belly.
“I’m going to make love to you, Skye Leone. Fuck you.” Yes, fucking please. Finally he was coming around. “But most importantly, I’m going to own you.”
His tongue thrust into my mouth, swallowing my moan as I slid down his body, our bodies flush and fitting together like two jigsaw pieces.
A heartbeat later we were removing our clothes, movements frantic.
His bare, hard chest finally in plain sight, a sigh left my lips. I didn’t quite get to admire him the last time, but Nikola was a work of art. Strong, wide shoulders. Amazing abs. Big everywhere .
I reached for his sun-kissed skin, tracing his ink with my finger. As if impatient, he pushed his hard body against my soft one, skin on hot skin making my pussy clench greedily.
“ I need you inside me .” I mouthed the words breathlessly.
His rough hands traveled the length of my body, almost as if he needed to mark me as his, leaving a sizzling hot sensation in their wake and me a panting mess.
We kissed feverishly, our tongues tangling as we tasted and explored. I hooked my leg around his waist, his hard cock notched against my entrance.
I had no sense of place and time as I clung to him like he was my anchor. He walked us over to a corner where my back hit the wall.
“ Wh-what… Why are you moving ?” I could barely string a sentence.
“Cameras,” he said and signed once he’d set me on his thighs, taking my weight as if it were a walk in the park. “They won’t see us, only our shadow.”
Then without a warning, he slammed inside me, filling me to the hilt. My head craned back in bliss, hitting the wall while a moan vibrated in my throat.
I watched through hooded eyelids as he reached a hand between us, his fingers finding my clit. He circled it slowly at first, but then he rubbed the sensitive spot faster and harder, nipping at the skin of my neck and driving me out of my mind.
My body arched into him, urging him to start fucking me, and he did.
Closing my eyes, the heat built and my heart stilled for a fraction of a second before I burst into a million pieces.
A languid heat swam through my bloodstream as my pussy clenched around his thick cock, taking everything he gave me.
His big hand came to my cheek, and I could barely peel my eyelids open.
“We’re only getting started.”
Then his hips pistoned into me, drawing another orgasm right behind the first.
He pounded into me like a ruthless beast, his fingers digging into my flesh, holding me up when I thought I’d slump over.
It wasn’t long before another orgasm burst through me with his name on my lips. My nails dug into his back, scratching and clawing as my pussy spasmed around his shaft. He thrust once, twice more, before he followed me right over the edge.
My breathing was harsh like I’d just run a marathon and it took a while for the thundering pulse in my skull to ease. As the haze lifted, my eyes locked on his mouth as he uttered the most beautiful words.
“I fucking love it when you say my name.” He peppered kisses all over my face before pulling back. “And I love it when you take me so confidently because you know I’m yours,” he said before kissing me hard again.
I’m yours. The words unlocked something inside my chest, caressing my soul.
Now that I had him, I’d never let him go. I’d fight tooth and nail to finally make him mine.