Chapter Seven
Niko
If I don’t stop this now, I’m going to impale her and stay inside her for the rest of my days.
Fuck yes.
I should argue with myself, step back, leave, but I’m addicted to her soft skin, her plump lips, her tight nipples. I’ve had a taste of her, my new drug, and I’m already searching for my next high.
I tug her shorts off. “Spead those legs for me baby.”
Her eyes widen, but she obeys. I reward her, running my finger across her slick folds that I teased only moments ago, and a sigh of relief falls from her swollen lips. My cock is a rod of steel and my balls squeeze tight.
I wasn’t lying, Art and company are fucking lucky I didn’t gouge out their eyes and stuff them down their throats. I don’t care how old they are.
I slide two fingers into her and her eyes roll back under her heavy lids, her mouth gapes open, and she arches into my touch. Her breathy voice sends a thrill through me. “Oh, Niko,” She mewls.
Drawing those sweet sounds of pleasure from her plush lips is now my obsession. The hum of her body vibrates, she was made for my touch.
“Are you going to let me give you what you need, Printsessa ?”
Her heavy gaze of lust meets mine, her request, although silent, is palpable. She bucks against my fingers, but I need her to say it out loud.
I slide out of her sweetness, and her eyes widen with confusion.
I suck on her taste and close my eyes with satisfaction. “You taste so fucking good.”
I line my fingers back up to her opening. “Say you're going to let me give you what you need.”
She nods.
“Say it.”
“Yes,” her tone begging me, “I need more, Niko. I need you.”
My fingers return to her sweet, soaking wet pussy and she moans.
“Are you going to relinquish control?”
I barely twitch my thumb against her sensitive clit and she gasps. “Yes, please, Niko.”
I add a third finger and fuck her hard, sliding in and out like I will my cock. She’s so fucking tight. “Can you take my cock baby? I’ll stretch you so good.”
“Niko!”
“Can you behave? Or do I need to cuff you to my bed?”
Her pussy clenches and she bites her bottom lip. My cock hardens against the zipper of my jeans. It’s very possible that I’m going to cream my fucking pants.
“Fuck, is that what you want? To be chained to my bed, waiting for me, naked and soaked with need? My little sex slave.”
She gasps.
“It appears we have the same fantasy.”
“Oh!”
She thinks I’m in control, but I’m barely holding on by a thread.
I crook my fingers inside her tight wet pussy and pump in and out. She squirms against me, wanting it, needing more.
“I…. oh… fuck….Niko… please. I’m going to come!”
“The fuck you are.”
“Oh, please. I can’t…. I can’t…”
I need to feel her pussy contracting around my cock. I may never get this chance again, and I’ll be damned if I let it pass me by.
Her climax is just out of reach, fuck she’s so beautiful.
I stand and strip, her pupils are blown wide as she watches me, like a hungry lioness. I remove my boxer briefs and my cock juts out, precum glistening the tip.
I leisurely stroke myself and she unconsciously bucks up, begging me to enter her.
“Tell me you want my cock.”
Her eyes are hooded with lust and she whimpers, “I want your cock, Niko. I need your cock.”
I kneel before my Printsessa and run the tip of my cock along her entrance, slickening it with her juices. I’m large, but she’s wet and more than ready.
I seek her lips out again and she willingly opens them, giving me her tongue. How many years have I dreamt of this? Of her? Hating how close she was to me but always out of reach.
I can’t wait another second, and I thrust into her hard and fast and it immediately feels like coming home.
She screams out as my cock settles into its new favorite place. “Fuck, you feel so good.”
I watch my dick slide out of her perfect pussy, to only drive into her deeper each time. When she leaves me, at least I'll have this moment and I'll cling to it, playing it over and over, as I stroke myself raw.
She wraps her legs around my waist and digs her heels into my ass, pulling me closer, wanting more, needing everything I can give her. And I do. I piston my hips and she arches her back, moaning my name. Pleasure surges through my veins and I feel the walls of her pussy clench.
“Oh fuck.”
Our sweaty bodies fit together perfectly. I bury my face into her neck and continue my brutal pace, and she takes me so beautifully, screaming for more, harder.
I’m so close.
I growl, “Come for me,” and bite down on her shoulder, and she screams as she pulses around my cock, coming hard. She has my cock in a vice and I quickly follow her with my own release, coming inside her, filling her full.
Her eyes are closed as she lays before me. An angel. My chest expands as I try to imprint every detail to memory. Her beautiful, sated body, so pliable. I drag my finger across her wetness, grazing against her clit, and enjoy the aftershocks of her orgasm. I bring my fingers to her mouth and she opens willingly, sucking her taste off my skin.
I slide her shorts back on, covering her glistening pussy. My dick twitches and I’m already hard again. I could turn her over and fuck her from behind, and she’d let me, she’s blissful from her orgasm.
Fuck me.
I carry sleeping beauty to bed and tuck her in. There’s no way in Hell I’m taking her to her room, so I climb in next to her and envelope her with my arms. This warm pull in my chest, this possessive urge is foreign, but I welcome it. I welcome her.
I kiss her shoulder blade and my heart clinches. Mine. I’ve never allowed a woman in my bed, let alone willingly tucked her in and kissed her goodnight, but Becca in my bed feels right, and I never want to sleep another night without her in my arms.
Coming home to her, seeing the concern etched on her face when she thought I had been shot. My heart hurt for worrying her, but in the same beat it swelled from her concern. Someone was waiting for me, caring for me. The someone. The only one for me.
Her.
Mine .
I pull her close and whisper in her ear, “ My Printsessa .”
Becca
There’s a tatted arm wrapped around my waist and a large palm pressed flat against my stomach. I try to move but the hand tightens and the hard, muscled body leans heavily against my back.
Niko.
I’m in his bed. He fucked me so hard last night, and I wanted it, loved it. It felt like he was punishing me, and I came so hard I swear I saw stars. I may have blacked out. And I want it again. I want him again.
I blush as it replays in my head. I was begging for him. God, his dirty words and delicious mouth. The man knows how to kiss. It felt like he was fucking me with his tongue.
I can feel the cadence of his breath against my bare shoulder. His body is still asleep but his cock is wide awake. I wiggle my ass against his hard-on and he moans.
I attempt to slide out of his grasp but his groggy voice stops me. “Don’t even think about it.”
“What?”
“Leaving me.”
My chest stutters. “I need to use the bathroom.”
He loosens his hold. “Fine, but you aren’t running from me today. And we aren’t ignoring this.”
I quickly pad to the bathroom, too scared to look back at his expression. It doesn’t sound like he’s going to pretend nothing happened, and I’m not sure how I feel about that. Do I want to pretend last night never happened? Maybe, but do I want to do it again? Most definitely.
When I return, his eyes are closed. I tiptoe towards the door.
“ Printsessa ,” he warns.
“I was going to get a shower. I want to go to the distillery today.”
I wait for him to dismiss my request but instead his eyes crack open. “It should be a crime, you waking up so beautiful.”
My heart skips, flips and cartwheels at once. Who is this romantic man?
“We’ll go to the distillery, but first…”
“We will? I will?”
“On one condition.”
I roll my eyes. “Fine, what?”
“You get your sweet ass back in this bed.”
“Niko?”
“Nope. We don’t have to talk about it, but I’m not letting it end with the sunrise. Come. Back. To. Bed.”
I bite my lip and my stomach somersaults. “No talking?”
“If you don’t move your ass, there will be spankings.”
I gasp but my feet move and I climb under his sheets. Before my ass hits the mattress, he has me wrapped in his arms, his chest pressed against my back and his leg wrapped over mine. His huge cock teases my ass.
“Are you hard?”
“Fuck yes. I have a constant hard-on when you’re around. Now, stop talking and no more thinking. Your head is going to explode.”
“But…”
“Just be.”
“Just be?”
“Yes, just be. Here.”
“Niko.”
“Woman. Either shut up or I’m going to fuck your mouth.”
My body shutters at the thought of sucking his cock.
His voice softens as his fingers flitter over my skin, creating goosebumps. “Good girl. Don’t dissect it. For once, I just want to be. With you.”
He softly kisses my shoulder and buries his face into the crook of my neck. “You smell like heaven but damn it if you don’t give me hell.
Niko
These feelings stirring inside me are terrifying, but I welcome them. I know this is the woman who completes me. She’s my equal. She gives just as good as she gets. This world we live in is difficult to navigate but she’s the key. The answer to questions I never thought I had the right to ask.
The undercurrent that’s flowed between us for years is still there and even hotter, like molten lava, but instead of aggression, there’s passion. Instead of longing there’s comfort.
Becca
When I open my eyes again, he’s standing over me holding a tray, wearing faded jeans and nothing else. He looks so damn sexy and sweet at the same time. Is that even possible?
I sit up and he sets the tray on the nightstand. “Breakfast.”
Instead of reaching for the food, I shift over and he sits next to me. I straddle his hips and his eyes widen.
I tentatively press my lips against his. He kisses me back and we both quickly grow greedy. The smoldering embers of lust ignite and our tongues tangle together, as I run my hands over his muscles, trying to memorize the map of his body.
Our lips separate but my mouth isn’t finished tasting him. I run my tongue along his neck and nibble his ear lobe.
“I’m hungry, but not for food. I want to taste you,” I purr.
He lifts me to leave the bed, and I think he’s going to deny me. But then, he winks, walks across the room, and sits in a chair spreading his legs.
“Strip.”
His confidence and power would be annoying he didn'thave all the shit to back it up. This man is all that. Power, control, confidence. Hot.
“Strip. Now. Or I’ll do it for you.”
My body shivers from his command. Part of me wants him to do it, but I stand, still unsure, and he nods his encouragement. I remove my clothes and he doesn’t hide his arousal as he adjusts himself.
“Good girl. Crawl to me,” he orders, his expression unreadable. He wants me, but there’s something else, and even though it should frighten me, I feel a flutter in my chest.
I should be angry about the degradation, but my pussy clenches and wetness coats my thighs. I honestly don’t know what I’m into since my sexcapades are strictly one-nighters, and I would never think of trying anything like this with a stranger. I know it doesn’t make any sense, I have no problem fucking a total stranger, but this is something I would only explore with someone I fully trusted.
Niko.
I drop to my knees and cross the room. His eyes dilate with desire. He’s looking at me like I’m the solution to every question asked. Like I’m the answer to the universe’s mysteries.
Like I’m his world.
His gaze intensifies and I swallow heavily, trying to compose myself.
I kneel between his legs and shyly tilt my head down. I’m giving him complete control over me, but I’ve never felt so liberated.
He presses his finger under my chin, lifting my eyes to his.
“You are the most beautiful creature,” he runs his thumb across my lower lip, pressing gently to open and slip his digit into my mouth. “And this beautiful mouth wants my cock.”
I suck his thumb, moaning my desire. He removes his finger, leans back casually, and places his hands on top of the chair’s armrests.
His voice is low and raspy, “Unzip me.”
I unzip his pants and he lifts his hips so they fall around his ankles. The head of his thick cock juts out of his boxer briefs. It appears even bigger than last night, and I immediately lick my lips. I want him, every inch.
“Take it out, Printsessa .”
His voice is dominating but I’m shocked by the affection in his eyes. “You are my Printsessa , Becca. Now, be a good girl and take out my cock.”
My body tingles with his praise. So I’m into spanking, degradation, and praise. This is a revelation to me but Niko already knows what I want and need. What my body wants and needs. He’s dialed into all of my desires.
I wrap my hand around his cock, and stroke it slowly, admiring the precum dripping from the tip.
I swirl my tongue around the tip, his salty musky taste hitting my tongue. I lick the precum off and travel down his length. His groan isn’t as controlled as he wants me to believe.
“Wrap your beautiful mouth around me, baby.”
I’m so wet from his words, I want to please him, to make him feel good. I close my mouth around him, sucking him. I tighten my lips around him taking him deeper. He moans his response. His hips buck up, but his hands stay put, his fingers whitening with restraint. I take him deeper, sucking him as he slowly loses control, finally wrapping my hair in his fist. The tightness of his hold makes me moan around his cock and he grunts.
“Fuck yes. Such a good girl.”
His praise has me bobbing faster as I tighten my suction around his thickening shaft. It’s empowering knowing that he’s losing his restraint because of me. I try to take him deeper, but I choke and pull up, my embarrassed eyes watering.
He grabs my chin. “Do you know how fucking hot it is to watch you choke on my cock?”
I shake my head.
“Well it is. Open back up, baby. I need to fuck that mouth of yours.”
I open my mouth, and he groans. “Fuck me. Naked, on your knees, and your mouth open and ready to take me with one command. So fucking beautiful. Spread your legs and show me how wet you are.”
I shift my knees apart and the scent of my arousal fills the air.
“Slip your fingers inside and coat them with your juices. I want to see. Keep that mouth open and ready.”
I keep my mouth open and slip my fingers inside my soaking pussy, and they glisten when I remove them. He grabs my wrist and his dominate hold tightens as he sucks my taste. “So good.”
He releases his hold and orders, “Do it again, coat your fingers, baby.”
I absentmindedly close my mouth and his palm lands lightly on my throat. He squeezes softly. “Keep that mouth open.” He shifts and roughly shoves his dick between my lips. “I want that warm mouth ready at all times.”
My sex clenches with his dominating orders and the position he has me in. Vulnerable, heady, a strong desire to please.
He removes his cock and sits back, enjoying my position. I am so turned on by everything, his words, his commands, all of it.
“Put your fingers in your pretty pussy, Baby.”
I do as he says and just as my fingers disappear from sight he glares at me. “Fingerfuck yourself.”
I slide in an out and he watches while fisting his cock.
“Remove your fingers and suck them dry, every inch.”
I suck on them like it’s his cock, tasting myself, and he growls. Without warning, he grips my head with both fists, and his cock hits the back of my throat, making me gag.
“I’m going to fuck that pretty mouth of yours.” I try to relax my throat and take all of him, as he tightens his hold on my hair, keeping me where he wants me. He slams into me, over and over, each time going deeper and deeper. I tighten my lips and moan.
“Touch your clit, baby. I want you to come with me.” I rut into my fingers as I suck on him.
Everything about this has me turned on. Him using my mouth, me masturbating in front of him while he loses control. It’s my own personal porno.
“Fuck, I love watching you choke on my cock, mascara running, my cum dripping from your chin. Such a good girl, fucking take it.”
He doesn’t let up, and I don’t want him to. I like him using me, using my mouth for his pleasure. Just like he used my body last night.
I’m close to coming and his movements become erratic. Tears stream down my cheeks, taking him deeper, my release is right there.
“I’m going to come, and you better take every fucking drop.”
One hand digs into his leg as I rub my clit with the other. With one final thrust he comes, fast and hard, his release spurring down my throat. I cling to the back of his thigh, pulling him closer and I scream around his cock, coming while he roars and fills me with every drop. I don’t let go until I’ve tasted all of him, and when I look up, his face is one of awe.
He stands and pulls me to my unsteady feet, as he kicks off the rest of his jeans. He lifts my naked body into his arms.
“Shower.”