Page 36 of Stalk Me

Nikolai growls and yanks me back, making me whimper at the sudden loss. But then he’s staring into my eyes, the raw desire in his face sending a jolt through me.

“You’re going to make Daddy come too quick using that naughty little throat like that.” His voice is commanding, but the slight wobble gives him away. This man has more control than anyone I’ve ever met, and I just shook that control, if only for a moment. The knowledge sends a surge of power through me.

My eyes flick down to his cock, still hard and throbbing in my hand. I give him a slow, leisurely stroke, watching his face.

“I want to taste you,” I whisper, my confidence surprising. “Let me take care of you, Daddy.”

His breath catches, and for that single heartbeat, I sense he will deny us both. Then he closes his eyes, jaw clenching. “You’ll be the death of me,malishka.”

Those words are all the permission I need. I lean forward, taking him deep into my mouth again. Sucking and swirling my tongue, I find a rhythm that has him cursing under his breath.His fingers twine tighter in my hair, guiding my movements, urging me on.

His hips start to move, sliding in and out of my mouth in a steady rhythm. I suck and lick, my own desire building as I focus entirely on his pleasure. The familiar tightening spirals through my core, but I ignore it, committed to my task.

Nikolai’s breath quickens, his fingers tightening almost to the point of pain. “Look at me.”

I lift my eyes to his, still sucking him, taking him deep. His face is a study in pure ecstasy—eyelids hooded, lips parted, cheeks flushed. I hollow my cheeks, sucking harder, and he bucks his hips, driving himself further down my throat.

With a hoarse shout, he spills himself into my mouth. I swallow, relishing the taste of him, the feel of his pleasure reverberating through his body. He shudders, his grip loosening, and I savor the moment, knowing I’ve taken him to places no one else has.

Pulling back, I offer him a wicked smile, my lips shiny and swollen from our encounter. Nikolai groans, drawing me into his arms.

“God,malishka. I wasn’t expecting that.” He presses a kiss to my hair, his breath still unsteady. “You never cease to surprise me.”

Nikolai kisses me, his tongue tangling with mine. The kiss is wild and untamed, sending a spark through my core.

I shift closer, my hands sliding under his suit jacket to explore the hard planes of his chest. That familiar stir of hunger sparks between my legs, and I glance down, my eyes widening at the sight of his erection, still impressively hard.

Nikolai chuckles at my expression, that predatory glint in his eyes. “You’ve only scraped the surface of what I can offer, baby girl.”

My breath quickens at the promise in his words. I’ve already experienced an intensity of pleasure I never knew existed, and my body is eager for more.

He whispers in my ear, sending shivers down my spine. “I want to tie you up, spread you out, and explore every inch of that gorgeous body.” His hand slides down my back, possessively cupping my buttocks. “Make you come for me, over and over again, until you’re begging.”

The image he paints makes my pulse race. Although I’ve never explored bondage, the idea of surrendering completely to him is thrilling. I tilt my head back, exposing the long line of my neck, an open invitation. “Yes.”

“But only when you’re desperate for it,” he continues, his hot breath against my skin making me quiver, “will I fill you with my cock.”

His words are like a lightning rod straight to my center, and I ache to feel him inside me again. “Please.” That one word carries all my desperation, impossible to mask.

Nikolai groans and lifts me in his arms, carrying me into the adjoining bedroom. My eyes are immediately drawn to the massive bed. It’s a stage for our erotic play, a blank canvas for the passion we’ll create.

Nikolai sets me on my feet, but before he can move away, I press myself against his chest and the hard wall of his body. I wrap my arms around him, my cheek resting on his shoulder, and breathe him in—his scent is a mixture of expensive cologne and raw male.

Nikolai’s hands come up to tangle in my hair, holding me gently. “Mymalishka, you drive me wild.” His breath stirs the hair on my forehead.

Nuzzling into his touch, I let out a contented sigh. At this moment, with his arms around me, I feel safe and protected from the dangers of the outside world.

I tilt my head up, seeking his lips for a soft kiss. “Everything we’ve done... it’s been so intense.” I hesitate. “You make me forget everything.”

He smiles a rare, genuine smile that transforms his entire face. “Let me take you away, if only for a little while.” His thumb brushes my lower lip. “But first, we need to establish a safe word. If things get too intense, just say ‘sunshine,’ and I’ll stop immediately.”

The seriousness in his eyes reassures me. Despite his dominating personality, he remains attentive to my needs and boundaries. “Sunshine,” I repeat the word, knowing it’s highly unlikely that I’ll use it. “Got it.”

His hands move to the buttons of my dress, slowly baring my skin to his hungry gaze. “I want to mark every inch of this flawless body. Make you mine in every way.”

The air shimmers with anticipation as he exposes my breasts, cupping them in his large hands. My breath catches at the sensation, and my body leans into his touch.

Nikolai chuckles, the sound warm and intimate. “Impatient, aren’t you,malishka?” He bends his head, his tongue swirling around a nipple, sending sparks of pleasure through me. “Let’s see how many times I can make you come before you’re begging for my cock.”

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