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"God, Anoushka," I groan, my voice husky with need. "You're driving me crazy."

"So what do you plan to do about it?" she murmurs between kisses, her hands sliding down my chest, her fingers nimble as she plays with the seam of my towel.

Chapter 14 - Anoushka

Nikolai's lips trail down my neck, leaving a heated path of kisses. His hands roam over my body, teasing and caressing until I'm squirming against him.

"Impatient, are we?" His husky whisper sends a thrill down my spine.

"You're one to talk," I retort, my fingers dancing across his broad chest.

With a throaty chuckle, Nikolai scoops me into his arms. Before I can protest, he tosses me onto the bed. I bounce on the mattress, laughing despite myself.

"Now, now, don't think I'll go easy on you." Nikolai prowls toward me with a predatory hunger etched into his features. From how he looks, with his broad-chiseled chest and smoky brown eyes, to the way his hair flops ever so carelessly over his brow, I’m starting to realize just how blessed I am that he’s what I got served up in an arranged marriage.

My heart pounds. "I wouldn't have it any other way."

"Is that so?" Nikolai braces himself on his forearms, trapping me beneath his powerful body. He’s so close that I can smell the cider on his skin. "Then you'll get exactly what you're asking for."

His lips crash into mine, devouring and demanding. I respond in kind, delighting in the battle of tongues and teeth. My hands roam across his back, relishing the play of hard muscle under taut skin.

Nikolai shifts, sliding a thigh between my legs, sliding my dress up. I gasp into the kiss. His strong hands grip my waist, tugging me toward him.

My breath hitches as Nikolai's fingers skim up my inner thighs. At every place his fingers touch my skin, a warm burn develops, getting fiercer toward my panties. I squirm beneath his teasing touch, desire coiling hot between my legs.

"Nikolai… " I gasp out.

He chuckles, the sound sinful. "Yes, Anoushka?" His fingers reach the summit, and he curves them into the panties, pushing the thin lace right into me.

I clench my pussy and moan out loud, spreading my legs wider.

"Is there something you want?" he asks, sliding my dress up to my waist now with one hand while he continues to tease me.

I swallow hard, gazing up at him through half-lidded eyes. Nikolai watches me with a hungry gleam, waiting to see how I'll respond to his challenge.

Well, two can play this game.

I reach down and grab his hair gently, twining it through my fingers. "I think you know exactly what I want."

Nikolai's eyes darken with lust. "Is that so?" His fingers slip under the edge of my panties, stroking and teasing. "Then I'll be happy to oblige."

A strangled moan escapes me as Nikolai slides off my panties until they’re resting at my ankles. I shake them off my feet and barely have a chance to settle down when his finger delves into the crevice of my pussy slowly. He’s being gentle.

But what I want is something else altogether.

I rock my hips, seeking more of the exquisite friction. Nikolai chuckles again, keeping his ministrations light and teasing, intent on driving me out of my mind with desire.

"Please," I gasp out, too far gone to care about begging. I need him, need more, need everything he can give me.

Nikolai's eyes gleam with triumph. "That's my girl." He adds another finger inside me and then plunges them deep in one swift go as his mouth descends on mine, swallowing my cries of bliss. His fingers strike into me, over and over again, and his tongue battles mine, forcing me to bite down all words as pure pleasure seeps over me from every sense possible.

I dig my fingers through the back of his chest as he jams into me again, and my back lurches off the bed, my legs closing from instinct to contain the overwhelming desire to fall apart that’s threatening to seep over me. He takes his spare hand and parts my legs, not allowing me to allow the thrill to grow, and then stops kissing me, crawling back between my legs.

Nikolai's warm breath fans over my clit, sending a shiver down my spine. His eyes lock onto mine as his fingers part my thighs, a wicked smile playing on his lips.

"God," he murmurs before lowering himself between my legs. The moment his tongue makes contact with me, heat sweeps through my body. His tongue is soft and warm as it slides over my pussy, and edges it into me, flicking in and out until I writhe beneath him like a fish right out of water. When my body bucks, he places a large, strong hand on my chest to keep me down and makes his way to my breast, fondling it through the dress.

“Oh my god, Nikolai,” I clutch his hand in place. He squeezes my breast, and I say what comes to mind. “I should have been naked already.”

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