23. Nikolai
23
NIKOLAI
“ R ight now, huh?” I taunted her as she crawled up onto my lap.
Her sexy, sultry tone had my dick hardening even faster than it already was. I held her sides as she came closer, and I fought hard not to grip her sweet, warm flesh any tighter.
“You’re supposed to take it easy,” I reminded her half-heartedly. Her safety and health were my priority, but it had been days of rest. She seemed fine, and the doctor had told us that it was just a scare. I wouldn’t take any undue risks with this beautiful woman who held my heart in her hands. The only danger that I saw at this moment was a severe case of blue balls I wouldn’t overcome if I rejected her.
I had. Every time I felt her hooded gaze on me when she checked me out. Each time we were close enough to touch. Any time she said my fucking name. For three long-ass days, I’d told myself not to consider anything with her.
It had dragged on her, too. And even though I was supposed to leave in an hour, it looked like our patience was shot .
She couldn’t wait any longer to address this raging chemistry that never ceased between us. I lacked the willpower to deny myself—or her—for a single second more.
“Easy?” she asked as she unzipped my pants. “Fine. I’ll take you easy.”
I growled, digging my fingers into her sides as she freed my cock from my pants. Her lips covered mine, and I pushed up to her and kissed her without mercy. I swallowed her sexy moans. I taunted her to gasp and mewl when I tasted her and nipped at her lower lips. Making love to her mouth was only half of what I wanted from her after so long of staying back.
She wasn’t eager to take this slowly, either. Her fingers felt like magic over my dick. Fisting me tightly and pumping my erection, she forced me to the brink of coming from just her hand alone.
It wasn’t enough, not for her or me. After she broke the kiss, rearing back with a ragged inhale of much-needed air, she slid up my lap. Her legs hugged the outer sides of my thighs, messing up my pants, but she didn’t have the patience to let me lift up to shove my clothes all the way off. Bunched at my knees, my clothes stayed trapped on the edge of the bed as she rubbed her heat against me.
Slickness followed, smearing over my skin. The tangy hit of her cream filled the air, and I growled as she ground against me with slow, lazy lifts and falls.
“This is how you always show your thanks?” I joked darkly before I moved my hands up her smooth back. Holding her in place, I brought her closer. I closed my mouth over her tit, sucking on the succulent flesh and hard tip of a nipple.
“To you,” she said, dropping her head back as I sucked on her nipple and held her back. She arched, thrusting her glorious breasts forward.
“My thanks to you and only you, Nikolai. ”
I growled at the husky purr of her voice as she said my full name, perhaps for the first time. It sounded different coming from her, and I knew I would never tire of hearing her like this, lost to lust and needy for me.
But she was wrong. She didn’t owe me anything. I didn’t want her to treat me like this out of appreciation. I didn’t want her delicate hand aligning my cock to her pussy as a gesture of thanks. I restrained myself from sucking even harder and biting down on her tit like I wanted to. I had to keep this gentle. She was carrying my babies, and I couldn’t let her overdo anything.
She rubbed my cockhead against her drenched entrance, and once she sank down a bit, swallowing my head, she groaned such a filthy sound of need that I swore I’d come right then, before I was even inside her. That was what she did to me. This was what happened when we denied each other for too long.
I wanted her to fuck me because she wanted to, not because she felt indebted to me for protection. I wanted her to lust for me because she loved me and cared for me. Nothing else.
Slowly, inch by inch, she sank down on my stiff dick. Every touch was a drag of perfect friction. Her pussy was so slick, so tight, and she gloved me to perfection, just like every other time. Each time we came together, it was better than the last. Going slow and careful like this, with her on top and in charge of dictating how this would go, was even hotter than the previous times I’d filled her.
“Nik…” She moaned it on a long, labored breath as she lifted up. Rubbing her generous breasts up my chest felt so good, even with my shirt in the way. If anything, it made it all the more passionate.
She couldn’t even wait to get my clothes off. I didn’t want to bother, either.
Feeling her grind against me was the best sensation I’d ever felt, and I wouldn’t interrupt her or change a single thing. All that mattered was that she was with me, only her, and we were together as close as possible.
“Fuck me, Amy. However you want. Take whatever you want,” I said as I sucked her breast again. I couldn’t get enough of her taste, her body.
“No.” She grinned, slow and sensual as she bobbed on my dick. “Not take. I want to give it all to you, Nik.”
Again with her insistence to please me as a token of appreciation.
Later. I’d clear this up with her later. Right now, I could only focus on her greedy pussy sucking me in and squeezing me so tight.
“Then give it to me. Fuck me with that sweet pussy.”
I took hold of her ass as she rode me in steady, slow measures. Each time she sank down, she did so to the hilt. I pulled her hips to me to make sure she got that friction on her clit. She did. She rewarded me with a raspy mewl when we came together.
Unlike every other time, we didn’t go hard or rough. I tempered myself, gritting my teeth as she rode me and tormented me with this gradual, slowly burning and building impulse to soak her pussy with my cum.
“You want it?” I taunted, dragging my mouth along her neck and sucking at her hot flesh. “You want to come on my dick?”
“Yes. It’s all I wanted for days.”
I chuckled, knowing exactly what she meant. “The doctor’s orders were to rest.”
“I did. And I hated being held back from touching you.” She kissed me deeply as she gyrated on me. “I don’t like this distance between us.”
I sucked on her lower lip until she panted faster. Lowering my hand between us, I sought her clit. Rubbing it with gentle circles drove her wild. She was moaning and gripping my shoulders until her nails bit in my flesh, crying out and trembling in her legs to just get there already.
I increased the pressure, still making sure not to go rough. I had to pleasure her without a hint of pain with her recent scare. This passionate intimacy felt new and different, and I vowed to never stay away again. Unless the doctor ordered it for the sake of her safety and health, and that of our babies.
We could go hard next time. Forever.
Amy was mine. For good. It had to be true.
Her reluctance to care for a criminal like me would need to be addressed. I couldn’t change who I was. I wouldn’t ever leave my family. Instead, I hoped that there might be a chance that she could overcome her hesitations about me. That, with time and patience, she could understand that I wasn’t a brute.
This sweeter and slower union felt like a new beginning for us, a retake on our future.
Nothing could keep us apart or at odds for long. No matter the lies and violence that remained in our past, our future would be a unified effort.
No one could keep me from her. Not even that fucking sociopath.
Diego had refused to listen to a single word about anyone buying Amy from him. The Cartel was no help, but this wasn’t an issue he held against them. He’d already taken his anger out on them, killing some of their men, but his problem lay with the Bratva. He’d dismissed our offer to talk and to pay for her, so there was only one other avenue.
He’d offered to host a “discussion” at a location courtesy of the Ortez men, but no talking would happen tonight.
As soon as I made this beautiful soul hug my cock and come, I’d be leaving just like I intended. Dmitri and I would kill that motherfucker, and no one would dare to covet her ever again.
The thrill of looking forward to her being mine made me damn-near come now. She felt so good, and she represented my future. The lover who shone above the countless other women in my life. The woman who’d mother my children and lead our little family with love. The partner who had yet to lose her backbone, even in standing up to me.
You are mine , Amy. Mine.
Once I killed Diego, Amy would be mine for good, and I had a lifetime of her sweet pussy milking me to look forward to.
“Nik,” she sobbed as she clenched around me. Her thighs quivered as her full body shook. I held her close, thrusting up into her and following her into a wickedly intense orgasm.
I shot my cum deep into her, feeling powerful to please her and let her coax me into coming with her. Our juices mixed together, sticky between us and likely dirtying the clothes I hadn’t even taken off. Holding her flush to me, I felt her racing heart under mine, beating in time to the passion and desire we were stupid to ever resist.
This bond between us would never weaken, and with this connection, I would make sure she never felt alone or lost again.
We already had a family started. I couldn’t wait to look for a proper house to move into and start my forever with her. I didn’t know for sure if she would ever fully accept me for who I was, but I promised to never lose her or my children.
As we came down from the rush of coming, we sat on the bed and caught our breath. I rubbed my hands over her back as she clung to me. Her face pushed into my neck as she draped her arms around me, and with a little groan of contentment, I cherished the freedom of her happy sigh.
“Can you stay?” she whispered. “Just for a little longer? ”
I kissed her shoulder before I picked her up. “No.” She clung to me as I carried her to the shower, where we cleaned up together. Her touches were sweet and possessive as the water rinsed us. My kisses were a sign of my addiction for her. But I didn’t try for anything more.
She was lazy and sated, happy and sleepy with those lopsided smiles of a well-fucked woman. I wanted to see her like this always, contented because of me.
After I dried her off, I got dressed again and prepared to leave.
“As soon as I remove that fucker from interfering with our lives,” I told her, pausing to press my hand to her stomach, “I’m staying with you for good.”
She smiled, nodding. “Then hurry back to me, please, so we can start that as soon as possible.”
After I grabbed my guns, I left, determined to heed her wishes as quickly as possible.