Chapter 14 - Vera #2
“Promises like these are meant to be broken, Nico.”
He turned me around in one swift motion until I was facing the desk, and he stood right behind me. I could feel his erection over my hip, which only made me wetter than I already was. I wanted to feel him inside me. I wanted him to fuck me.
“You make it impossible for me to stay away from you,” he whispered in my ear, his teeth grazing torturously over my earlobe.
“I plan to do exactly that for the rest of my life,” I replied, immediately realizing what I had just said.
Nico’s hands stilled on my waist, but only for a second. The very next moment, his fingers slid inside my panties, running over my wet pussy. I moaned loudly, my back arching at his touch, and he continued fucking me with his fingers.
“I… want your… dick,” I croaked out between whispers, and within seconds he had me bent over the desk.
“At your service, my love.”
I heard his zipper going down right after he lifted my dress, pushing the black lacy panties I was wearing to one side.
Nico didn’t wait for another second. I felt his hardness drive up inside me in one quick motion, and I shouted his name as both pain and pleasure filled me.
He was thick and hard and everything I needed.
“Oh god, why do you get tighter every time we fuck,” he whispered, slowly sliding outside of me before going right back inside.
“Fuck,” I cried out, not caring about anything else in the moment.
He continued fucking me, both of us lost in each other’s bodies.
A loud noise from somewhere in the distance suddenly interrupted us, but Nico kept driving in and out of me like it didn’t matter.
It was his phone ringing, but I was glad that he didn’t care about it.
I didn’t want him to stop. I never wanted him to stop.
“Do you like it, Vera?” his warm voice filled my ears, reminding me how much I enjoyed it when he talked dirty. It only made me wetter.
“I love it,” I moaned softly, thrusting my hips to match his pace.
His other hand moved between me and the table, and he pulled the dress down to expose my breasts. His fingers quickly found my hardened nipples, and he pulled hard, making me ache in the best ways imaginable.
“Do you feel like a slut being fucked like this?”
“Yes, yes,” I shouted while he continued assaulting my nipples. “I feel like your slut.”
“Isn’t this exactly what you had been trying to achieve for weeks now?” he asked again, stroking my clit with his free hand.
It was impossible for me to comprehend how he was ever able to do so many things at once, but Nico Romanov was definitely a multi-tasker, and I was not complaining. My body was on fire, my orgasm building deep inside my core.
“I have,” I nodded, knowing exactly what he meant.
“You were parading around the house practically naked, no? All because you wanted to have my cock inside you once again. Does my cock feel nice?”
“The best in the world,” I cried. “I’m close, Nico.”
“Good girl,” he praised me, quickening his ministrations on my clit. “Come for me.”
It was the command in his voice that had me coming within seconds of the words leaving his mouth.
He continued fucking me through my orgasm until he too exploded inside me, filling me with his seed.
I collapsed on the table, but Nico slid out in one quick motion, stalking towards his phone, which had finally stopped ringing.
It began ringing again, and I looked at him, straightening up.
“Ignore it.”
He smiled at me. “It’s Viktor.”
“Fine,” I replied, rolling my eyes.
He picked up the phone, simultaneously pulling his pants back up over his glorious thighs and ass. I still couldn’t believe we just had sex in his office. The adrenaline of a quickie still filled my nerves, making me satisfied from both sex and the emotions coursing inside me.
“What?” Nico’s thundering voice caught my attention, and I looked at him.
Nico rarely looked surprised or concerned. This looked suspiciously close to concern. He cursed under his breath, all warmth on his face vanishing completely.
“Alright, I will be there.”
He had to go somewhere. But where? I was filled with questions.
“No, don’t talk to him. I will come and deal with him myself.”
Deal with who? This sounded a lot like bratva business. He finally ended the call and turned to look at me once again, but his thoughts were clearly elsewhere.
“What happened?” I asked, almost scared of the answer.
“What?” The single word came out cold. Deadly. The room immediately felt different.
“Nico, I was asking what happened. Who was on the call?” He looked lost in thought.
His gaze shifted to me, and the look in his eyes made my stomach drop. Something was wrong. Very wrong. He exhaled sharply.
“Your fiancé is at my office.”
The words hit like ice water. I froze.
“My what?”
“Adrian.”
I hated hearing his name, especially from Nico. The bitterness was immediate.
“He isn’t my fiancé.”
“He apparently disagrees.”
My pulse accelerated. “What happened? What did Viktor say?”
Nico looked genuinely irritated now. “He’s at my headquarters.”
I blinked. “What?”
“He showed up twenty minutes ago and apparently wants to see me.”
I stared at him. Surely, I had misunderstood. My father and Adrian could not have found out that Nico had me.
“Why?”
His laugh contained absolutely no humor. “That’s an excellent question.”
My stomach twisted. Adrian had never been brave. Never. The idea of him willingly walking into Romanov territory made no sense whatsoever. I hated the very thought of it.
“Are you going to see him?” I asked, already knowing the answer.
Nico nodded wordlessly, grabbed his keys, wallet, and suit jacket, and within seconds, he was gone. I knew everything would eventually be alright. Nico would handle it. But then why did I feel as if this was just the beginning of something terrible?