“If they did, they sure used it against me. Maybe my parents did something terrible to them, and they decided to take it out on me.”
Nikolai shook his head gently, and that was not a word Lisa would describe him with. But he did it all the same. Grabbing her hand, they continued their walk around the beach.
“I’m sure your parents are amazing people,” he said as an afterthought. “They gave birth to you.”
He didn’t say anything after that, but those few words were enough to get Lisa’s heart in a frenzy. Nikolai’s hand felt strong against hers, and she couldn’t help but wonder how it would feel on her skin. He hadn’t touched her back in his office, and maybe at that moment, she would have cringed.
But now…
Now…
When did it all change?
Had it really?
“Nikolai, I think…”
“You shouldn’t,” he interrupted, smiling down at her. “When I come here, I don’t allow myself to think. I just… exist.” His eyes followed the path from her neck down to the rise of her breasts and the cleavage that had been taunting him since she walked down the stairs. Lisa had great skin, he had to admit, even though it took a lot of pride to. Its paleness contrasted heavily with the black she had on, but at the same time, he loved the picture it presented - alluring, sexy.
Nikolai’s fingers brushed the exposed skin around her neck, and Lisa’s body went rigid. She closed her eyes and lifted her face to the skies, her lean throat open. A sly thought crept into his mind, and Nikolai toyed with it for a minute. But his words came back to him - don’t think. Do.
That was a lie. Nikolai had never made a decision without carefully thinking about it. He loved to know the pros and cons of every embark he went on so it wouldn’t catch him off guard. But here he was, really considering letting all that go, because of a damn exposed neck that seemed to beg for the onslaught of his lips.
Fuck it!
“Nikolai…” His name escaped her lips like a prayer, fervent and devout when he wrapped his fingers around her fragile neck. He wanted to be careful with her - needed to be careful. But that wasn’t Nikolai’s style.
The Russian Bear closed the small distance between them and wrapped a hand around her waist, with the other still wrapped around her neck. He pulled her flush against him, feeling himself go hard as her soft breasts pressed against his chest. He knew she hadn’t put on a bra when her perky nipples announced themselves in reaction to the cool air of the beach.
“Say it again,” Nikolai urged, his fingers moving on her skin on their own accord.
“Say what?” Lisa tried to fight his grip, but at the same time, she bit her lip, tuning down a moan.
“My name. Now.”
“Why?” Lisa could barely breathe, but she felt even crazier for getting turned on by it. Heat spread through every part of her body, generated by the contact on her neck, and she craved for more.
“I want to hear it from your lips as I choke you.” Nikolai loved the view he was getting. He could smell her arousal - how bad her body wanted him, how hard she was fighting it.
Nikolai loved a good challenge.
“No.”
“What did I tell you about flaunting my orders?” he asked, taking his hands off her. Lisa instantly missed the feeling and brought her hands up to her neck. She could feel the bruises forming already, but they only made her think of how close she was to begging him to kiss her.
Her eyes trailed to his lips, and all the air seemed to vanish. Lisa’s mouth went dry, and she flicked her tongue across her lips. Nikolai grunted as he followed the movement.
“Don’t do that.” His deep-set voice ignited a fire in Lisa, and she knew she ought to put some distance between them. But she remained standing within his grasp like another force was holding her to the spot.
“Do what?” Her voice had lost its firmness, and her eyes looked like she wanted exactly what he was offering.
“Lick your lips. It makes me think of all the things I can do to you.”
“You dish out a lot of commands and force me to obey them like some boss, while at the same time, you tell me that you’ll protect me. You confuse me, Nikolai.” Regardless of the compromising situation Lisa was in, she still wanted to make her thoughts heard. But it only made Nikolai regard her with an increased interest.
“I am a boss. I’ve never been anything else.”
“Well, this girl is not a submissive. Never has been.”