Chapter 42
I’m so turned on right now that when Niko pulls out of my mouth again, I damn near throw a fit.
“A better idea than me swallowing every last drop of you?”
Niko groans and fists himself. He reaches down with his other hand and helps me off the floor.
I was so focused on pleasuring Niko I didn’t feel anything besides the ache between my legs.
But now that I’m standing again, my knees scream from being on the tiled floor. Maybe he does have a better idea.
He pushes my hair out of my face and kisses me gently. Once he pulls back, the hungry look from a moment ago is replaced by a softer one.
“As good as that mouth feels…” His thumb plucks my bottom lip, and I take it into my mouth and suck it. “Yeah, as good as that feels, I’d rather take you here if you’d let me.”
I don’t notice he’s stopped touching himself until he pushes two fingers inside of me. I am absolutely drenched.
“Yes, Niko. Fuck me, please.”
I am needy and whiny and I will never care. The thought of him finally being inside of me has me clenching around his fingers.
Before I can brace myself, Niko is lifting me up and throwing me over his shoulder. I want to be annoyed at him manhandling me again, but I can’t deny that it’s actually sexy as hell knowing he can throw me around so easily.
“Niko! Put me down! Where are you taking me?”
He walks through the living room toward the stairs. Thank god the party doesn’t start for three hours because the last thing I need is someone seeing my ass through all these windows.
“If we’re doing this, we’re doing it in my bed. No way am I having you for the first time on the kitchen counter.”
His words are both sweet and exhilarating, thoughts of what he might have planned for me running through my head. As he climbs the stairs we bounce and, as weird as it is that I’m being carried right now, the view of Niko’s ass is sublime. Hockey butts really are superior.
When we reach the second floor, he walks us toward the end of the hallway where his master bedroom is. I’ve never actually been in his room before. Most nights we’re downstairs on the couch or in the guest bedroom because he gets home so late, that’s where I wait for him.
As if carrying me like a Neanderthal wasn’t enough, Niko tosses me on the bed like a sack of potatoes. I know I’m little…but damn, he did that with such little effort, I’m impressed.
I’m curious to see what his bedroom entails, but I’m too distracted by the naked man at the end of the bed staring at me.
I’ve seen him naked before, but never like this—on full display for me.
His chest is a solid wall of muscle and his arms are thick and carved, and as he strokes himself again, my eyes find those sexy veins in his forearms. As if his upper-body wasn’t enough, his cock is erect and waiting for me, framed in by the most delicious muscular thighs.
I lick my lips, needy and ready for that body to be on top of me.
“You gonna stand there all day or are you going to show me what you can do with that?” I nod to his cock in his hand, causing Niko to smirk at me.
“Someone’s impatient.”
Slowly he climbs into the bed, crawling over my body until his face is above mine.
“You are so damn beautiful, Sadie. I could stare at you all day.” He emphasizes his point by gliding his eyes over my body from head to toe.
When his eyes find mine again, he shakes his head in disbelief.
“I can’t believe I get to call you mine. ”
His words cause a shiver to wrack my body. I reach up and loop my hands around his neck. “Is that what I am, Niko? Yours?”
“Fuck yeah, you are.”
Teasingly, I lift my hips until my center pushes up against his length. “Prove it.”
The two words ignite a fire in him and he crashes his mouth to mine. He kisses me like I’m his salvation, like I’m the answer to all his problems. And in a way, it feels exactly like that. It’s as if every piece of myself I’ve kept hidden from the world is finally breaking free and Niko is the key.
His mouth moves from my lips to my neck. He kisses his way down my body, stopping to give attention to my breasts before moving down to where I’m still dripping. My body arches off the bed as he flicks his tongue against my piercing.
“Oh god.” My words come out hoarse and desperate, I barely even recognize my own voice.
Niko stops, far too soon in my opinion, but before I can complain, he’s climbing back up the bed and reaching for the nightstand. He sits back on his heels and I watch as he rolls a condom on.
Once he’s done, he pushes my legs apart with his knees and lines himself up at my entrance. With how small I am and how thick he is, I’m afraid this might hurt a little bit.
He rubs his tip against my entrance, coating himself in my arousal, then slowly begins pushing in. It’s a pressure unlike anything I’ve felt, but it feels good. Niko pauses, and I look down to see he’s still not all the way in.
“Why do you keep stopping? Fuck!”
Niko chuckles under his breath. “You gotta breathe for me, baby. Relax.”
Breathe. Right. I can do that.
I do my best to relax my body and feel myself loosen all the way down to my toes. Niko must feel it too because he starts pushing again. Once he bottoms out inside of me, he stills again.
“Niko. Move!”
“Give me a second, Sadie. Fuck, you’re so tight.”
I can’t not move, so I slowly begin circling my hips under him. Even this small movement feels unbelievable. I am so fucking full and it feels so good.
Niko finally starts to move in and out of me, and each time he presses back in I can’t help but cry out in ecstasy. I thought his fingers were good, but this is an entirely different type of pleasure.
We move together, eyes locked in on one another as we both climb higher and higher toward our breaking point. Sweat glistens off Niko’s body, making him look even sexier as he moves above me.
He grabs my left leg and places it on his shoulder and I lose my fucking mind.
“Holy fuck. Yes, Niko. Right there.”
Niko starts pounding into me, praising me with each thrust. “God, baby, look at how good that pussy swallows me up. You’re taking me so well.”
My vision starts going black as my orgasm finally erupts within me.
My pussy clenches Niko as he continues to thrust into me.
I’m crying out, saying something incomprehensible when I feel Niko’s fingers pinch my nipples.
The sensation is overwhelming, and either my orgasm continues or another follows right in the first one’s wake. This is all too much.
Niko cries out, my name a prayer on his tongue. “Oh god, Sadie.” With one more push into me, Niko stills as his own orgasm takes over his body. He’s panting and shaking as he empties himself inside of me.
The moment he starts slipping out of me, I feel hollow. As if a piece of my soul is being pulled away from me, my body screaming for him to come back.
Niko leans down and kisses my forehead. “I’ll be right back.”
I watch him as he walks into his bathroom and when I hear the sink turn on, I close my eyes and try to fully grasp what just happened here.
Sex has never felt like this for me before. In the past it always felt like an experience for my partner, him working to get himself off. As soon as it was done, life just continued.
Not to be dramatic, but I’m not sure life will ever be the same. Not after I finally know what good sex can feel like. No, no. What great sex can feel like. How will I ever want to get through a day without feeling this way?
Niko Koskinen has fucking ruined me.
The sink turns off, and I open my eyes to see him walking toward me with a wash cloth in his hand.
Without a word, he kneels down onto the bed and starts wiping the mess I made of myself off the inside of my thighs.
Not only is he cleaning me up, but the wash cloth is also warm.
I need to pull myself together because the thoughtfulness of this man is about to make me cry after the best sex of my life.
He finishes cleaning me up then tosses the washcloth back in his bathroom without so much as stepping off the bed. His lips quirk when he catches me staring at him.
“What?” Niko asks playfully.
“I just can’t believe you’re real.”
Niko slides in next to me, slipping his arm under me and pulling me into his chest. He kisses the top of my head. “The feeling is mutual. Sometimes when I see you walking through the house it feels like a dream.”
And there goes my damn heart.
If I wasn’t certain before, I’m damn sure of it now.
I’m falling for this man, and I hope like hell he’s ready to catch me.
The petting zoo people should be here any minute, and I’m still waiting for Ellie, Hunter, and Lincoln to show up to help put the finishing touches on some things. A.k.a. I need them to finish putting the balloon arch together because Niko and I were a little distracted earlier.
I’m pulling the cake out of the refrigerator to decorate when the doorbell rings.
Niko’s in the backyard setting up the bounce house so I set the cake down on the counter and rush to the door.
I’m expecting to see my friends, but when I open the door I’m pleasantly surprised to see Connor standing there with a bouquet of flowers in one hand and a giant, purple-wrapped box balancing on his other hand.
Niko asked him to come over a bit early because we have a rather huge favor to ask of him today. I’m not sure Niko filled him in on that little part yet, so I’m going to keep my mouth shut.
“Hey, Connor! Let me help you.” I grab the flowers from his hand and usher him inside.
“Thanks, Sadie.” He sets the box down on the fireplace mantle and does a slow circle to take in the overly-decorated space. “Wow, it looks like Elsa’s castle up in here.”
I chuckle and walk into the kitchen to find a vase for the flowers he brought. “I’m happy to hear you say that because I wasn’t sure if I ordered enough decorations.”
Connor places his hands down on the counter and scoffs. “Are you kidding? I’m half expecting Elsa to walk down those stairs any minute.”
His comment answers my earlier question, because if Niko had told him the favor we need, he would’ve known that Elsa is actually going to be walking down those stairs in a bit.
The problem is, the actor hired to play Kristoff came down with the flu and we need Connor to step in as a replacement.
I’m definitely not going to be the one to break that news to him, though.
Thankfully, Niko walks in from the backyard as I’m setting the bouquet on the kitchen table.
“Hey, man, thanks for coming a little early.”
Connor pushes himself off the counter and pulls Niko into a one-armed man hug and slaps his back. “Anything for my girl. You said you needed help with one of her gifts?”
I chuckle under my breath and both men turn their heads to look at me.
“Sorry, I was thinking about something Hunter told me earlier.”
Niko eyes me but I ignore his look and then the two men walk back outside.
I retrieve the frosting I made last night from the refrigerator and begin filling piping bags with the different colors.
I’m on cloud nine being in my baking element again, and even more excited for Sophia to see the finished product today.
I lose myself in the calming nature of decorating Sophia’s cake and replay what happened with Niko earlier in my mind. God, I can’t wait until the next time I get to feel that way again. Hopefully later tonight.
When Hunter calls my name, I startle and smudge some of the purple frosting over the edge. “Damn it, Hunter. You made me mess up!”
He takes a seat on one of the stools across from me, and I do the best I can at removing the frosting from the side of the cake. Good enough.
“I’ve been standing here for two minutes. You’ve been lost in your own little world with a silly grin on your face. Something you’d like to share with the class?”
Just as he finishes his question, Ellie walks into the kitchen from the hallway behind me and startles me yet again.
“Yeah, Sadie. Is there a reason you’re absolutely glowing right now?” By the way her eyes lift and her lip curls into a wicked smile, she knows exactly what has me looking like a fool right now.
I finish the rest of the design on the top of the cake, purposefully taking my time before responding to my two meddling best friends. I brush my hands off on my apron and begin cleaning up the decorating supplies, refusing to make eye contact with either of them.
“Just excited about the party today.”
Ellie moves next to me, helping me pick up the rest of the piping bags and cleaning the counter for me. When I go to throw the bags away, I realize just how sore I am from earlier. Ellie must notice because she gasps.
“Oh my god, you’re walking funny! Sadie Mae Wilson! You dirty girl!’
Hunter groans and covers his ears. “Nope. Not listening. I do not need to hear about my best friend boning one of my players. Please let me leave before you say another word.”
With his hands still covering his ears, Hunter joins the guys outside. I wait until the door is closed before smacking Ellie on the arm.
“Damn it, Ellie! Keep your voice down. And since when are you so intuitive? That’s my job.”
Ellie laughs and walks over to the kitchen table where a few appetizers are already laid out.
She pops a grape in her mouth and shrugs one shoulder.
“I guess your sixth sense is rubbing off on me. Speaking of rubbing off…” She glances behind her at the group of guys trying, and utterly failing to hang the balloon arch.
“I know by that look on your face and that funny walk you two finally crossed that line. He’s my captain, so I don’t need details, but I still need to ask, how are you?
And I don’t mean your soreness. Where’s your head at now? ”
Part of me wants to dish every detail about how sex with Niko may have altered my brain chemistry forever, but knowing that she’s his coach, I don’t want to make anyone uncomfortable. So I push all the girl talk away and focus on what she asked me.
“I’m good, Ellie. Really, really good.”
My best friend’s eyes light up and she clasps her hands in front of them, resting her chin at top. “Eek!” She walks over to me and throws her arms around me, hugging me tight. She pulls back but keeps her hands on my shoulders, looking me in the eye.
“You look really happy, Sadie. I know you were unsure of things, but I don’t know if I’ve ever seen you this happy before. It makes me really happy.”
Ellie’s words sink in and I realize what she’s saying is true. Have I ever been this happy before? I don’t think that I have. I have a job—two jobs—I love with all my heart, an amazing girl I nanny, and a man who turns my world upside down.
It’s everything I could ever dream of, which makes the sinking feeling in my gut so troublesome.
If I’m so happy, why the hell do I feel so terrified?