Page 52 of Diamond Don

Nik waits for a long moment. When I say nothing, he smiles in triumph.

“That’s what I thought.”

He chuckles.

I want to wipe that infuriatingly smug expression off his face.

I’m sick and tired of being at Nik’s mercy. Apparently, it’s not enough that the man controls my fate. He also gets to bend my body and mind completely to his whims.

As much as I hate it, I can’t stop him from forcing me to join his dangerous pursuit of revenge for his friend’s death. But I’m not ready to concede defeat and surrender to his control as far as the rest is concerned.

His reactions to me yesterday are undeniable signs that he can’t control his body’s response to mine any more than I can control mine to his.

I’m not too proud to use my body and his sexual attraction to me to regain some semblance of power over this situation. If seducing him is what it will take to bring this unthinkably powerful man to his knees, then so be it.

As Nik’s hands massage my neck and shoulders, I scoot my hips closer to his—slowly but deliberately. I want him to know I’m intentionally making this choice.

I inch backward until I feel the firm pressure of his erection against me. Nik’s hands’ movements falter for a split second before he resumes kneading my sore muscles.

Eyes glued to the screen, I slowly rock my hips against him. Suddenly halting his languid massage, he hisses in a breath.

I pause, looking over my shoulder at his face. “Everything okay?”

Nik narrows his eyes at me.

“Can’t complain.”

With a smirk, he resumes his ministrations to my tense muscles.

I don’t bother hiding my sigh of pleasure. I want him to know his touch affects me. Because I know that will affect him.

His guarded eyes study me as I watch the surveillance footage. I lean back against him, molding my back to his chest and abs. As my head rests against his shoulder, I rotate my hips against his erection.

Nik inhales sharply and his hands stop massaging my shoulders.

“Kat…” he says, a warning command resounding in his tone.

“You’re sure you’re okay?” I ask again, ignoring his feeble attempt to ward me off.

Nik raises an eyebrow, glaring at me. I’m starting to realize it is something he will do whenever he thinks I am being particularly challenging.

“I know what you’re doing, Kat.”

For a moment, I consider feigning ignorance but ultimately decide against it. “Good,” I say, giving him a small smile.

My response catches him off guard.

“Are you toying with me again, Kat? I thought you had learned your lesson.”

His expression is forbidding and menacing, but the intended effect is ruined when his member grows harder and larger against my flesh. I reward him by moving my ass up and down against it.

His hands slide down to my upper arms, holding me firmly in place. “Kat…” Nik exhales, utterly failing to sound even slightly put off.

“Hey, if you want me to stop touching you, just say the word, Nik.”

He clutches my arms even tighter, narrowing his eyes at me again.

But his lips never voice a protest.

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