I’m attracted to him. There’s no use in denying it any longer.
I press down harder and harder onto my clit. My hips have a mind of their own as they rise and buck around. God, I need him. I need this.
I need release.
I still remember how it felt when Nikolai had me touch myself in the bathroom.
I’ve been too afraid to do it again. Too afraid of what it means that I feel this way.
But I do feel this way.
My breath comes out in pants. I’m close. I’m so close.
The door opens, and Nikolai steps inside.
His eyes zero in on my body. On where my hand is between my legs.
The way he looks at me lights me on fire. I think I might combust right here and now.
Neither of us moves.
And then he speaks.
“Who said you could do that without me present?”
Chapter
Fourteen
NIKOLAI
The sight of Ava with her dress around her waist and her hand between her knees sets me on fire. My cock grows hard, making it difficult for me to even think about what I’m doing as I approach her.
“Nikolai,” she gasps, withdrawing her hand, but I catch her wrist.
“If you want to finish, then finish for me.”
We both lock eyes, and the intensity of it makes me want to devour her whole.
“I can’t,” she whispers.
“Why not?”
“Because you’re watching me.”
“I’ve watched you before,” I remind her. I think about that night in the bathroom all the time. It’s consumed my mind.
“But this time …”
I lift an eyebrow. “I caught you?”
The flush that covers her face spreads down to her upper chest. Fuck, I want her so badly.
I take her hand and place it back on her pussy. “Touch yourself for me, Ava. Let me see you come.”
She swallows hard but does as I say. Slowly, her hand begins to move over her clit, rubbing and pressing down and circling it. I watch her hand. Her technique is fascinating. It tells me what she likes.
I haven’t seen her pussy before. It’s either been kept hidden by her underwear or in the bath. But fuck, it’s a thing of beauty. I could press my face between her legs right now and eat her out.