“Do you think you’re the only one who’s ever suffered from a broken heart?”
He’s been in love before? “I never claimed that,” I say defensively.
He turns around slowly and holds my fiery gaze. “Listen, I’ll admit to having avoided anything more complicated than a one-week fling with a woman. I vowed to never allow myself to be as foolish as I had been when I was twenty-five years old, but meeting you has brought me face to face with a startling realization. I’m tired of chasing after the illusion that a different pussy every week is satisfying. It’s not any more,” he confesses in a deep low voice. “I want more from you, Ciara.”
This guy is so intense. It’s all or nothing with him. “Nikolaj… I’m not….” Fuck, this is so impossibly hard.
“Listen I don’t want to waste my time and I’m not here to change your mind about us. It’s best if I go. Goodnight, Ciara.”
Do I want the fortress of stones I’ve built around my heart to let him walk away from me? If I let him leave, Luke Elliot Rutherford wins again. I can’t continue to allow my shattered history with love prevent me from wanting more from a man. That asshole Luke broke my heart into one thousand pieces and I nearly never recovered, but the man standing in front of me is begging me to open up and let him in.
“I… Well…” I struggle to come up with something to prevent him from leaving, but my mind is blank. There’s no end to this emotional day. Just tell him how you feel. “I was dying to see you today and when you walked into the restaurant I had to contain myself not to run into your arms,” I burst out without taking a breath for fear I’ll hold back.
“So you’re not completely detached?” He turns around to face me.
“No, I’m not. I don’t think I’ve ever been when it comes to you,” I admit.
“You had me fooled. I was starting to believe I was just another nine-inch cock in your arsenal of boy toys,” he teases, narrowing his electric-blue eyes.
“Oh, don’t get me wrong. Your huge cock is a definite plus,” I correct him, flashing a wicked smile. “When I turned around and saw you standing behind Pablo in the hallway two days ago, my heart nearly stopped. At first I thought, he’s another bored rich guy who can afford to fly wherever he wants—he doesn’t give a damn about me. I figured you were here because you wanted me to fuck your brains out and I was okay because I can deliver in spades, but when we spent an amazing day exploring Barcelona yesterday, I knew it was different—I wasn’t willing to admit to it myself or to you.”
“My sweet Ciara, I was ready to walk out the door. I couldn’t stand the thought of falling more and more for you while you remained as cold as ice towards me.”
“God, Nikolaj. I don’t know how to do this,” I confess nervously.
I don’t break easily. I can take on the most cutthroat competitors head on, years of martial arts have transformed me into a ninja and most days I can deal with anything life throws at me. It’s dramatically different when it comes to men—the minute my heart opens up for a guy, I panic like a lamb confronting a wolf and I run away.
“Listen, I can count on one hand the number of women I was willing to stay in a relationship with for more than a few weeks. I normally like things nice and easy, but I do know you’re worth breaking all my rules for.” He closes the gap between us before crushing my lips with a passionate kiss. “I want more of you and I hope you feel the same way.” His sly smile lingers on his face as I consider his question, scanning the ceiling for answers.
I didn’t realize he had his own set of dating rules.
“I do, Nikolaj. I really do want more of you.”
“You had me worried for a minute. I could have sworn you had to think of your answer.” He wraps me tighter in his arms, kissing me once and then once more.
His lips are so warm and so soft. If he continues, he’s going to make me melt.
I slide my hand up his neck and place it on the back of his head before pulling him closer to me, kissing him hungrily.
“Do you know how much I missed you today?” he asks between kisses.
“Even in the midst of my family turmoil, I couldn’t wait to be with you.”
“Ciara, you’re making it impossible for me to think straight.” He yanks me up in his arms and carries me to the bedroom and throws me on the bed hard. He sits on the edge and I can see the raw lust in his eyes as he traces his index finger from my ankle up to my hip where he stops when he reaches the button to my leather pants. “I haven’t been inside you in forty-eight hours and I’m dying to pound your pussy.”
“Have I deprived you for so many hours?” I ask, biting my finger innocently like a shy virgin.
“Given the romantic mood of the evening, I considered fucking you soft, but I remembered sweet and gentle is for twenty-year-old girls who don’t know any better. A woman like you deserves a hard fuck.”
Oh, Jesus, he’s talking dirty. I don’t have a chance in hell of resisting him.
“Am I right?”
“I’d be highly disappointed if we ended up being predictable. Honestly, why waste my time with a soft fuck when you’ve been gifted with a massive cock?” I raise my eyebrows.
“Oooh, the vixen comes out.”
“I don’t do vanilla sex.”
“Good. Neither do I,” he says, undoing my button and sliding down my leather pants. “Nice top. Too bad it’s in the way,” he warns before pulling off my cashmere sweater.
“It was annoying me anyway,” I respond playfully. “I’m dying to feel your mouth wrapped around my hard nipples.” I untie my hair and let it cascade freely.
“Fuck, your dark curly mane will be the end of me.”
“My hair? What about the rest of me?”
“You’re doing this on purpose, you know your body leaves me helpless. You’re so fucking delicious, I could lick you from your head down to your toes and come back for a second serving.”
Shit. I’m not sure if it’s the British accent, but his sentence oozes with naughtiness.
“Oh, I like the way you think. So why are you still talking, boy? Start licking,” I command, contorting my body with pleasure.
His gaze is so fucking intense. I bring my hands to my breasts in an attempt to taper the fire emitting from his piercing blue eyes.
“What? Are you shy now? Don’t you dare cover those. I love your tits way too much.” He caresses my breasts with such raw desire. He leans over and takes my right nipple in his mouth, sucking as his hand glides over my stomach and down towards my throbbing pussy.
I could agree to all sorts of sins when he sucks my boobs like this.
“Had it not been for the fact we were celebrating my new family dynamic, I would have lured you into the women’s bathroom and begged for you to fuck me hard hoping someone would walk in on us,” I say. “You looked so damn hot, I could barely contain myself all evening.”
“You’re a dirty little one, aren’t you? This is the second time you’ve suggested public sex. You know, I have a strict three-strikes policy. If you bring this idea up a third time, I’ll find a way to fuck your brains out so others can see you come apart when you climax. Be careful what you wish for, love.”
Public sex is the ultimate aphrodisiac and few men can pull it off. “Please don’t tease me by making promises you don’t intend on keeping,” I challenge him.
Nikolaj stops. His face is unreadable. “Oh, you’re going to pay for such a loaded statement, Ciara.”
“All talk, no action?”
“Don’t test me, sweetness,” he grunts through gritted teeth. “You know exactly what happened the last time you did.”
How can I forget our mind-blowing fuck session the first night he arrived in Barcelona?
He gets up and strips out of his casual chic outfit so fast I barely have time to blink. I yank myself up on my elbows to admire his gorgeous body. Every inch of his perfectly chiseled physique is delectable.
He leans down and claims my mouth with a hard kiss, preventin
g me from making another smart remark.
Oh, the hell with it. “I want you,” I hiss when he pulls away from me.
“How badly do you want me?”
“Why don’t you find out?” I pant, lowering my eyes to my throbbing pussy.
“Oooh, are you ready for me?” He pushes my panties aside and drives his fingers deep inside my wetness. “You’re dripping, baby.” He mocks. “You’re begging for my nine-inch cock, aren’t you?” His gaze is full of lust as he pushes his fingers into my mouth, leaving me no other choice but to taste my own juices.
I love it when he forces me to submit like this. I moan like a sex-starved woman as I eagerly lick his fingers without ever leaving his gaze.
“You can’t wait for me to fuck you senseless?”
“Oh, yes. I want you inside me right this second.”
“Turn around,” he commands.
I get on my hands and knees without protesting. I peer to the side right on time to catch a glimpse of him grabbing a condom and wrapping his erection.
Fuck, his cock is bigger and hungrier than ever before.
“What are you doing, bad girl? I told you to turn around.”
He’s so sexy when he bosses me around like this.
Slap. His hand lands on my cheek and jolts my entire body with excitement. “I don’t like repeating myself, Ciara.” Slap, slap, slap, slap.
“Shit,” I cry out in a breathy moan as I wiggle my ass in attempt to subdue the sting.
“Let me know if it’s too much for you, honey,” he chuckles.
“If that’s all you’ve got, I might as well get up and go take a shower.” I thrust my butt back towards him, rubbing against his hard cock, gripping the sheets for balance.
“Hmph. You never cease to amaze me. I’ll show you if I have more.”
I ready myself for another round, but he stops. He fists my hair and yanks my head back, forcing me to arch my body.
Slap. “I’m going to make it hurt so much, you’re going to cry out begging for mercy. I’m going to shove my cock so deep inside you, you’ll be sore for days.”
My clit is throbbing so badly, I reach down for relief, but it’s impossible for me to do anything in this position.
“No, Ciara,” he reprimands.
“But…”
“I said don’t touch. I want to hear you beg for it. When you do, I’ll make you come so fucking hard, your brown eyes will turn blue.”
Shit, I’m so turned on. “Dammit,” I scream, on the edge.
“Those aren’t the magic words, baby.”
“Don’t make me wait, fuck me now,” I plead.
“Beg,” he commands.
“Please, Nikolaj, rub it, lick it, flick it, do whatever you have to, but make me come.”
“Much better,” he snarls.
He grabs my hips and slams inside me with a single thrust, filling me with his nine-inch cock.
“Jesus,” I whimper as he hammers me so hard I fear he’s going to tear me apart.
He lowers his body and drops his full weight against my back, forcing me to collapse onto the bed. There’s no way out, I’m a prisoner as he pounds deeper and deeper inside me. I grab the pillow in an attempt to steady myself, but he drags me closer to him with each hungry thrust.
Fuck, he’s buried inside me.
“You’re not going anywhere until I’m done with you,” he whispers in my ear.
He lifts my hips and slides his hands down my stomach until he reaches my clit.
“Nikolaj,” I gasp, reaching behind me to grab his head pulling him closer to me.
“Have you ever had a double orgasm, baby?”
“Huh? What do you mean?” I moan between heavy breaths.
“I fuck you so hard your pussy clenches under the pressure of my cock hitting the sweet spot lodged inside you, while your clit goes wild sending you to Nirvana and back as I tease you mercilessly.”
Oh, God. I’ve only had a few combo G-spot and clit orgasms with some pretty skillful lovers and both times I thought I was going to lose consciousness—it was surreal.
“Aren’t you a little ambitious?” I tease.
“Keep talking, sweetness, in a few seconds you’ll be screaming out my name while you come so hard you think you’re going to pass out,” he warns, holding me down. “Now squeeze your legs together. Trust me, you’ll thank me later,” he adds, rocking his hips back and forth.
He pounds harder and harder while he mercilessly toys with my nub. He slams me again and I grind my ass back against him as my orgasm crashes through me.
Sweet Lord.
I lose it and I come screaming out his name as my pussy clenches violently around his cock. My clit is throbbing so badly it’s the sweetest balance of pain and pleasure.
I never want to let go of his cock.
“You’re shaking, baby. I’m sorry. I hope that wasn’t too ambitious for you?” he mocks. He doesn’t wait for my answer. He slides both hands around my waist and yanks me back up on all fours. He hammers me hard and rough like he promised, thrusting inside my pussy like he’s on a mission.
There’s no way I’m ready for another orgasm.
My body is covered with his sweat and the sight of the glistening beads of moisture along my arms turns me on even more.
He stops and presses his hips against my ass. He slams me once, twice, three times before coming with an animalistic roar. He grinds me with so much hunger, my boobs bounce up and down against my chest, sending shivers of desire down to my clit.
“Yes, yes, yes,” I chant, nearly delirious. I clench his cock, milking him dry as the wave of explosion builds inside me. “Dear God,” I pant. “Nikolaj, I’m coming, I’m coming again.”
I contract my stomach muscles so hard I come undone a second time.
“Fuck,” we scream out in unison.
Nikolaj yanks out of me as forcefully as he entered and my body contracts with pleasure the minute he gushes his milky nectar all over my back.
“Your pussy makes me lose all control,” he grunts as he spreads his warm milk all over my ass.
Slap.
He owns me.
I sob from the unbridled pleasure he’s subjected me to, fearing I’ve stepped over the edge of sanity. My heart is beating a hundred miles a minute. My body craves every part of him and I’m amazed at how he masterfully breaks down all my walls.
This guy is a miracle.
“Every fuck session with you is so goddamn epic,” I breathe out, coming back to life.
“You really wanted me badly,” he mocks victoriously.
“Can you blame me? You sex me up like a freaking god.” We’re so close, it’s as if he’d melted into me. “Sue me for wanting you so much.” I hide my head in the crook of his arm.
“I love it when you tremble like a leaf as the mind-blowing wave of climax fills your body. What a turn-on to see you lose all control.”
“It’s your fault. You make me come so hard I can’t even remember my name.”
“It would have been an utter waste of time if I didn’t make it worth your while,” he concludes before biting my shoulder.
“Very true,” I laugh.
“You’re so beautiful with your hair all messed up like this.” He brushes away a few strands from my face before kissing my cheek. “I thought I was going to end up sleeping on a chair in the lobby when you were playing hard to get earlier.”
His admission silences me because I know I was close to losing him. I tense up, shaking off the bad memory.
“You’re closing up on me again. Ciara, talk to me.”
“I wasn’t playing. It’s…” I pause, trying to find my words. “Since our weekend together at your place in Toronto, you’ve been pushing me to go to a place I never go with men and it scared the hell out of me.”
“I needed to know how you really felt about me, Ciara.”
“I’m so not used to being open about my feelings.”
“Don’t worry, neither am I.” Nikolaj
smiles. “We can learn together.”
I honestly don’t think I could have handled him walking out the door. It’s been so long since I’ve allowed myself to go there with a guy and I can’t spend the rest of my life running away because Luke Elliot Rutherford was a jerk and his family had a disdain for everything I am. Not all men lack balls the way Luke did and not all families have such a ridiculous obsession with lineage.
“Seriously, Ciara, the next week back in Japan is going to be brutal. I want to come back as quickly as I can so there’s not an ocean separating us.”
“You’re gone for another week?” My stomach sinks.
“Alas, I have to go wrap up what I left behind. I won’t be back in Toronto for another few days and trust me, I’ll miss you so much.”
Gosh, I thought he was flying back to North America. I didn’t realize he was going back to the other side of the planet.
“I’ll call and text, but nothing compares to being this close to you,” he whispers in my ear. “Not to mention phone sex and sexting aren’t nearly as naughty as watching you submit to my desires.”
I want to remain wrapped in his arms like this forever.
“I’m going to miss you too, Nik,” I whisper so softly I can barely hear it myself.
“Are you?” He rolls off of me before turning me around to face him.
I close my eyes and nod, too choked up to speak.
“Those are the sexiest words I’ve heard you utter tonight, baby.”
“I don’t care if I have to fly every other day to Toronto from New York in the afternoon and grab the six am flight the next morning back to the Big Apple in order to see you. Seven days is way too long to be apart from you.” I wrap my arms around his neck and pull him closer to me.
“Heck, one day away from you is all I can deal with—ask my best friend Martin. Listen, you don’t have to fly anywhere, love. I’ll come to you and when I can’t, I’ll send the jet to pick you up.”
I can’t help but giggle when Nikolaj covers my neck with sweet kisses, sending ripples of pleasure throughout my body. “You’re mine now,” he adds in a whisper.
Yeah, all of me belongs to you.
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