Chapter 35
Niko’s hand against my cheek is stirring something inside of me I’ve been trying to bury ever since our kiss.
This energy pulsing between us is too strong to deny anymore.
Niko’s aura is alight with bright oranges and red, letting me know he feels the desire burning between us too.
There’s also a pulsing happening between my legs that has me ready to climb into his lap again.
And Niko wants me to stay. He told me there will always be a place for me here. I’m trying not to read too much into it, but it felt like he meant it in more than just a childcare capacity. God, I hope that’s what he was insinuating.
With the way his eyes are searing into mine right now, it really looks like he wants to cross the line we put in place.
I’m silently begging him to do just that.
Except, I know he won’t. He is too good of a man to initiate anything with me again.
I’m the one who stopped it before. I’m the one who told him it was a mistake.
If something is going to happen, I’m going to have to be the one to make the first move.
Just as I predicted, Niko drops his hand from my face. He’s about to scoot back on the couch to create some distance, but I reach out and grab his hand. “No. Don’t.”
Niko looks down at where we are touching and then back up to my face. “Sadie. I’m two seconds away from repeating the mistake I made the last time we were sitting together on this couch. You’re going to have to use more words than that.”
My body springs into action before I can second-guess myself.
I launch myself forward and kiss this man before I lose the chance.
My arms wrap around Niko’s neck as I lose myself in our connection.
I feel his kiss everywhere. It’s in the pit of my stomach, in the catch of my breath, in the way my skin hums like it’s been lit up from the inside.
His energy doesn’t just touch me, it claims me.
His arm curls around my back and his other hand goes to the back of my head, deepening our kiss. Our tongues tangle together and Niko moans into my mouth when I bite his bottom lip.
He pulls back just enough to growl my name. “Sadie.” My name is rough and strained on his lips. It’s a warning, but does nothing to cool me down. It ignites me.
At some point my hand moved from around his neck to his chest and I fist his shirt, pulling him closer. I drag his mouth back to mine because there’s no resisting him anymore. Everything in me is already his.
Niko pushes me back onto the couch without breaking our kiss. His body hovers over mine and my hands explore the hard ridges of his stomach. They slide up and over the solid planes of his chest. Niko Koskinen is all muscle, carved from years out on the ice.
He finally pulls back, his blue eyes a shade darker as he practically undresses me with one single look. His hands are next to my head and his chest heaves as he stays above me, caging me in. “Sadie, are you sure you want this?”
I love a man who checks in to make sure this is still something I want even after I’m the one who practically mauled him like a wild animal. Even in our lust-induced haze, he still finds ways to be a gentleman.
My hands move up my body to where my nipples are pebbled underneath my bra. “You have no idea how much I want this.”
Niko hisses when I arch my back off the couch, rubbing my center against his hard length. “I need to hear you say the word, Sadie.” His voice is desperate, practically begging me to say the word.
I bite my lip, taunting him. I can hardly wait any longer so on a breathy exhale I finally say it. “Yes. Please, Niko.”
The second the words leave my mouth, his restraint snaps.
He lowers himself onto one elbow while his other hand finally moves over me.
He works his way under my shirt and slides my bra down to play with my nipple.
He pinches me once and I nearly combust on the spot.
I arch into him again and his dick presses into me, causing me to moan.
He grinds himself into me again, hitting just the right spot, and it has me moaning his name. “Niko. Oh my god. Yes.”
His hand slides down my body, stopping just below my belly button at the top of my jeans. “Can I touch you down here, Sadie?” His hooded eyes are on me and there’s nothing I want more than to give myself to this man.
“Yes.”
Niko’s hand works to undo my button and then he slowly unzips my jeans.
I help him by pulling my pants down until they’re resting at mid-thigh.
His eyes never leave mine as he starts to tease me by sliding his finger under the band of my lace panties.
I grind up into him again, trying to create some type of friction, and Niko chuckles sinisterly.
“Patience, Kulta. I want to take my time with you.”
Patience? I feel like we’ve waited long enough to get here. “I need you to touch me, Niko.” I squirm below him, but he doesn’t move his hand any farther down. Bastard.
He leans down to kiss me gently, and I relax back into the couch.
We make out while his fingers continue to tease me.
He moves them from the top of my panties, to the inside of my thigh and back.
Finally, his hand begins to dip into my panties and the tips of his finger slowly inch down closer to my clit.
Niko breaks our kiss abruptly. His eyes moving down to where his hand rests in my underwear and then flying back up to mine. “You have a clit piercing?”
I flash him a seductive look and huff a laugh under my breath. He stares at me, waiting for me to answer. I mean, he can feel it. Obviously, I do.
“Well, technically, it’s a clitoral hood piercing. Does that scare you, Cap Daddy?”
I’ve been waiting for the right time to use that nickname on him, and by the way his nostrils flare, it has the exact effect I was hoping it would.
His fingers slowly work over the piercing, as if he’s trying to figure out how it works. It’s both endearing and frustrating because every time he touches the top bead, the lower bead rubs against my clit, stimulating me even more.
“Holy fuck, Sadie. You’re a goddamn dream.”
Niko’s mouth devours mine again. His hand finally works its way down and he presses one long finger into me. I moan into his mouth and writhe under him. His palm is barely resting against my piercing as he moves his finger in and out of me slowly.
He breaks our kiss so he can watch as he works another finger inside of me. I can’t help but watch with him as his pace increases. My hands grip the couch cushions when he curls his fingers inside of me, hitting a spot that has me screaming out.
“Oh, fuck. Niko. Don’t stop.”
Niko doesn’t stop. He finger-fucks me and moves his gaze back to mine. His thumb moves up to circle my clit and I feel my orgasm building. I close my eyes preparing for the shockwave that’s about to crash through me, but Niko halts his movements.
“Eyes on me, Kulta. I want to see how beautiful you are when you fall apart for me.”
His words send a thrill through me and I almost fall apart right then and there. The moment I open my eyes, Niko’s fingers curl inside of me and his thumb presses against my piercing, pushing into my clit and detonating my orgasm.
Pleasure rips through me in hot, relentless pulses, leaving me gasping Niko’s name. His fingers never leave me as he works me through the aftershocks of my orgasm. When I finally come down from my high, I’m panting.
“Good god, Niko. That was unbelievable.”
I watch as he slowly removes his fingers from me. I’m shocked when he lifts his fingers to his mouth, eyes never leaving mine, and licks my arousal clean.
“You’re fucking delicious, Sadie.”
And I swear, I almost orgasm again on the spot.
He leans back down to kiss me and I can taste myself on his tongue. Why is this so fucking hot? We kiss each other for a few seconds, my pants still resting at my mid-thigh. Instead of reaching down to pull them up, I rub my hand against his cock that’s begging to be released from his jeans.
Niko breaks our kiss and shakes his head once. “You don’t have to.”
I bite my lower lip and squeeze his length. “I want to.” My fingers work to undo his button and then I work on his zipper next.
Just as I’m about to push his pants down, I hear and feel his phone vibrating in his front pocket.
“Ignore it.”
I do as he says and slide his jeans down just below his ass and my eyes lock on the outline of his dick against his boxer briefs. I can already tell he’s huge and thick, and I am desperate to get a taste of him.
His phone starts vibrating against my leg where his jeans rest and he cusses under his breath. Whoever it is, it must be important for them to keep calling back despite him not answering.
“You should get that. It might be your parents and Sophia.”
Niko groans and rubs his hand down his face. “You’re right.”
I scoot over on the couch to make room for him next to me. He rests on his side and reaches down into his jeans to remove his phone. When he finally frees it, the screen lights up and it begins vibrating in his hand.
The name “Claire” is at the top of his screen but there’s no photo accompanying it. Any excitement or plans I had with Niko tonight just went up in smoke after seeing his ex-wife’s name on his phone.
Instinctively, I sit up and turn, placing my feet on the ground. How awkward to be sitting here with my pants halfway down while he’s about to have a chat with his ex. As quickly as I can, I pull my pants up and stand.
“Sadie, stop. I don’t have to answer it.”
I know it’s not his fault, but it really is the worst fucking timing. Another sign from the universe that we should definitely not be hooking up while his daughter is with her grandparents.
Niko reaches out for my hand and pulls me down to him. His eyes bounce between mine, as if trying to read my reaction.
Not wanting to dive into how bad of an idea this is, again, I lean down and kiss him quickly. “You should answer it. It’s Sophia’s mom.”
His eyes are silently pleading for me to stay, but in self-preservation, I remove my hand from his and walk away from him before I change my mind.
Every muscle in my body is screaming at me to turn around.
I can barely breathe, my steps jerky and reluctant.
The heat of his hands on me still lingers and my heart pounds in my chest. Something tugs at me, invisible and insistent, pulling between my shoulder blades like a cord being stretched too tight.
My body continues toward the door, but every restless hum beneath my skin begs me to stop and turn back.
I bite down on the inside of my cheek until I taste iron, the only thing keeping the tears at bay.
Once I get inside, I slam the door behind me.
I swear I hear Niko, so I look over my shoulder and check to make sure he hasn’t followed me.
I see him by the fire, a scowl on his face and his phone pressed to his ear.
It’s enough to have me sprinting to the garage toward my apartment, as if I can escape the pain.
In the silence of my apartment, I bury my face in my hands. The truth crashes into me the moment the first tear falls.
I didn’t want to go. I wanted him to stop me. I wanted him.