Page 112 of Nikolai (Kansas City Reapers)

“What are we going to do until then?” I asked quietly, pulling away slightly. I looked up at him from beneath my lashes, wanting to drive him mad with my flirting.

“Oh, I think we can come up with something to pass the time.” That smirk of his… Christ, it set butterflies off inmy stomach. No matter how much time had passed, it never seemed to stop or dull.

Then it happened. That switch flipped inside of him, forcing his dominance to take over. Grabbing hold of my hips, he flipped me over. Hovering over me, he stole my lips in a kiss. His tongue pressed into my mouth, tasting me, seducing me with every flick of his tongue against my own.

“Here’s what we’re going to do, baby. I’m going to flip back over onto my back, and you’re going to straddle me.”

“Isn’t that what we were just doing?” I said playfully, nipping at his lower lip as he’d just done to me. I’d never been this playful with a partner before. And now that I’d found it, I wasn’t about to let it go.

“Hush.”

“Well, where’s the lie?” I giggled. He laughed along with me, the sound of his laughter like a soothing balm over my own anxious, battered soul. I’d been through so much, so quickly. I don’t know how I would have survived it without him. I couldn’t tell him that, so I let my body, my playfulness, and our dynamic speak for me.

“There’s one key difference, love.” Rolling over onto his back, he tugged me to him.

“Oh? And what’s that?” I whispered with a smile, kissing his lips again. It was like I could not stay away from that intimate touch for more than a few seconds at a time. I craved it. Truth be told, I was more than okay with that.

He pulled me close, pressing open-mouthed, sensual kisses against my neck until shivers ran down my spine,and whimpers fell from my lips. Inhaling deeply, he breathed me in, groaning as his nose ran along the vein in my neck.

“This time,” he whispered against the shell of my ear. “You’ll be straddling my face.”

I gasped, unable to stop the sound from falling from my lips as his cock twitched against me. Nodding my head in agreement, unable to stop myself from submitting to his dominance, I rose onto my knees, throwing one leg over his shoulder as he guided me to straddle his face. Licking his lips, he groaned at the sight of my pussy poised just above his mouth.

“Come to me, love,” he urged me, pulling on my hips until I literally sat over his mouth. His groan of desire vibrated over my pussy, buzzing my clit into a needy frenzy.

I gasped as his tongue invaded my slit, licking along the entire length of me. I gripped the headboard with both hands, worried I would fall over without something to steady me. He licked me from end to end again and again, each time teasing my clit for just a moment, making my entire body tense with pleasure and need.

His arms came up around my hips, locking me into place as he feasted on my body. I didn’t mind the feel of his stubble scratching the sensitive skin of my lips and inner thighs; the slight discomfort only reminded me of the much greater things I’d endured for this man. I began rocking forwards and backward, truly riding his face now. I felt him groan his approval.

I let my head fall forward between my upraised arms, my hair cascading down around the edges of my visionand framing his face as I gazed down at the point at which we were connected. He looked back up at me, commanding me to continue with his eyes alone. I was hypnotized by those deep blue pools, and nodded back to him, rocking my hips against his mouth, feeling his tongue penetrate deep between my slick folds.

I moaned loud and low as he fastened his lips around my clit and sucked, flicking the tip of his tongue back and forth over my sensitive nub.

“Ahhh, fuck. Niko! S-so good. Please. Please make me cum. I need it,” I moaned. I knew I sounded pathetically needy, but I didn’t even care. The pleasure coursing through my body overrode every other thought. Everything in the universe fell away in the heat of that moment, leaving nothing but him, me, and the pleasure we created between us. My entire world narrowed to just those three things.

I tried to rock harder and faster, but he clamped down with his arms around my thighs, pinning me tight against his mouth. He lapped and laved at my clit with abandon, staring up at me the whole time. My entire body vibrated with pleasure and expectation of the explosion that was about to come, and I knew my knuckles were white as I gripped the headboard so tight I wouldn’t be surprised to find an imprint of my fingers there when we were done.

“Niko… Niko! PLEASE!!! Please let me cum!”

I couldn’t hold back any longer. Holding onto the bed frame, I struggled to hold myself back, to draw out this exquisite pleasure as long as physically possible.

“Please,” I whimpered, no longer even pretending tobe dominant. I was happy to submit to him. Ineededto submit to him.

Shifting my hips until his mouth was clear, he took a deep breath, my eyes lowering once more until they met his deep blue gaze. His pupils were blown wide with desire as he growled, “Cum for me, love.”

He shifted back beneath me, his tongue flicking against my clit as I writhed above him, riding his face until my orgasm crashed over me, and I came all over his face with wild abandon. My screams of pleasure echoed throughout his room.

When this had first begun between us, I had worried about being overheard, not wanting the embarrassment I knew would come the following morning. Now? Now, Ihopedthey heard me. I prayed they heard every passionate sound from this room, and that it made them squirm with jealousy. Theyshouldbe jealous. This was everything. This was indescribably transcendent.

Panting and trembling, he helped me slide down his body somewhat awkwardly, until I straddled his now aching, rock-hard length.

“I need you,” he groaned, pressing soft kisses against my lips as the head of his cock slipped against my pussy. Staying completely connected, he rolled me over onto my back, slipping between my thighs and sliding inside of my wet heat in one fluid motion.

Our arms locked around one another, foreheads pressed together. He rocked into me.

This wasn’t the fast-paced, ravenous sex we had engaged in every single time before. This was slow,sensual, and pure connection between the two of us. This was lovemaking.

Time lost all meaning as we moved as one, our bodies slick with sweat and consumed by need. The feel of him buried to the hilt inside me was better than any drug, any experience I could ever imagine. I gave myself over to him completely in a way I had never been able to before, even in our scenes. Before, I had given him my body. Now I could give him my heart as well.

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