Page 101 of Take What You Want

While he’s broken my heart, I’ve never had to worry about trusting him with my body.

He’s always been safe.

He’s always been home.

I lift my chin high but flick my eyes down to him. He seems satisfied with what he sees because he says, “There’s my girl.”

It’s on the tip of my tongue to shoot back that I’m not his girl, not anymore, but I don’t want to argue. I want to ride this out and see where he’s going to take us.

His hands curl around the back of my thick thigh and pull. I step forward like he wants, but then he instructs, “Lean back.” I do, and my shoulders rest against the wall. The position exposes me further, but the reverence in which he looks over every inch of me keeps me from shielding myself.

He playfully nips my thighs and trails kisses across them. His nose brushes against my center as he goes from one leg to the other, and I rock in his hold, needy to feel him there.

Nikolai tsks. “It’s your turn to be patient now.”

I do my best as he teases and taunts, licking and biting and kneading everywhere but where I need relief. My head spins, and I lose track of where we are and every reason of why we shouldn’t be doing this.

“You’re torturing me,” I plead.

“Now you know how I’ve felt,” he says against my skin. “Saypleaseand I’ll give us what we want.”

Again, the desire to argue with him rises to the challenge but it gets lost beneath my need for him.

“Please.” The word is desperate and needy and I hate to say it but I also don’t think I’m capable of withholding it.

His eyes gleam with satisfaction, and he finally gives me what I want. His head disappears between my thighs and he immediately finds my clit.

I cry out as he swirls it with his tongue, flicking it gently, then sucking it between his lips. “Oh fuck,” I moan, my hands threading through his damp hair to keep him in place.

He licks his way down my slit and teases my opening, moaning at what he finds. “So fucking wet for me, Jane. You canlie with your words all you want, but this tells me everything I need to know.” He laps like a man starved, and when he brings a hand up to slip two fingers inside, I convulse.

He pumps them in slowly at first, then curls them and presses deeper. “That feels so fucking good,” I whimper. His tongue finds my clit again and circles it over and over again.

I claw at the wall, desperately seeking purchase, when one of his hands suddenly grabs mine. He laces our fingers together as I look down. He flicks his eyes up to mine, and I bring our joined hands to rest on my stomach. It’s such a grounding gesture, so at odds with the carnality with which he’s currently devouring me.

Every stroke of his tongue and pump of his fingers sends me higher and higher. My hips buck against his mouth, grinding myself on his face and he hums against me. God, it feels so fucking good.

I’m getting close and my movements start to become more erratic. My teeth ache as I slam my head back against the wall, the pain lost beneath the pleasure. I clamp my eyes shut as I moan, blindly chasing everything he’s giving me.

Stars begin to dance behind my eyelids and just as I’m about to fall over the edge, everything stops. I whip my head forward and stare at Nikolai in a daze. He sits back on his heels, licking his lips, the bottom of his face glistening with my desire.

“Why did you?—"

He abruptly stands and silences me with a bruising kiss. “I want to feel you come around my cock, not my tongue. Not this time.” He sounds as desperate as I feel that I don’t even complain about being left on the edge like that. I know he’s going to take me right back to it.

I tug the waistband of his swim trunks down and when his cock springs free, he groans in relief. The material falls to the floor and he kicks it away. One of his hands finds my hip while the other strokes himself a few times before lining himself upwith my entrance. I tilt my hips forward to give him easier access. His tip brushes my clit, and I grit my teeth, the motion reigniting the tingling in my core.

I’m slick as he slides back and forth teasingly before he pauses with his tip ready to slide in.

“Say it again,” he rasps. His blue eyes shine as he looks at me, pupils dilated.

“Please.”

He thrusts forward in one smooth, hard motion, and with it, shatters every bit of resistance I’ve put up since I moved in with him.

“Nikolai!” I gasp as he bottoms out, stretching me impossibly full. My nails dig into his shoulders.

He curses softly. “C’mon, LJ. You’ve taken me before, you can take me again.” And then pulls his hips back, leaving just the tip of his cock inside, before thrusting back in. Our moans mix into one and he drops his forehead to mine. “Just as sweet as I remembered,” he whispers reverently.

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