Page 60 of Taming Nikki

“Fuck.”

Gripping his hair, I jerked him backwards until he looked me in the eye. His eyes were wild, a snarl on his face from me trying to control him.

“You better have a condom, asshole. I’m not interested in–” He cut me off, grabbing my hair again to smash his mouth against mine. It was rough and feral. While I was distracted, he leaned over and popped open the glove compartment. I pulled away and glanced over my shoulder to see what the hell he was doing.

“You keep condoms in your car?”

He chuckled. “In case I’m ever attacked by beautiful women on the drive.”

I rolled my eyes, but he didn’t give me a chance to say something snarky. He dragged me back down, his tongue tangling with mine. I slid my hands down his chest to his slacks and tore them open. I felt him smile against me. I was going to tell him to fuck off, but he dragged his mouth down my chest to the breast he had neglected before and I lost my train of thought. He used more teeth than tongue this time and I felt myself tremble, which blew my fucking mind.

I decided I needed to take back a little control, so I wrapped my hand around his length, dragging my hand against it as I freed him from his clothes. Leo grunted and thrust his hips upward. He was so distracted by what I was doing, he forgot about the condom. I snatched it from him and ripped it open with my teeth. His eyes, dark and hooded, watched me as I rolled it over him. With one hand on the back of his seat, I guided him to my entrance and sank down.

“Fuck.”

You could say that again. I could only take him about half way before I had to move. He was huge, sinking further into me with each roll of my hips. When he finally sat fully inside of me, I paused, panting. It took a second for my body to adjust to the sheer size of him.

His hand back in my hair, he brushed his tongue against mine. He was only so patient and after a second, his hips jerked upwards, making me gasp. There wasn’t a ton of room for big movements, so I rocked against him, the forced proximity making me grind my clit against him with each shift. I had to pull my mouth away from his, moans almost constantly falling from my lips.

His attention moved back down to my chest, and the combination of sensations was too much. Jolts came from each pull of his lips, each thrust inside me, each drag against my clit. I was thrown into a climax so intense, I went blind for a second, sparks shooting behind my eyes. I screamed his name as I fell apart. His hands on my hips kept me moving, drawing it out until he let out a shout and slammed me roughly down one last time.

Aftershocks rocked through me with every harsh breath. I pressed my forehead against his shoulder as I tried to come back down to earth.

“I think you fucked up my hair.”

He laughed, and I groaned, another aftershock making me shudder. I pushed myself off him and dropped back into my seat. He didn’t move, his own breathing rough. He rolled his head to face me and raised his eyebrows.

“What was that for?”

I shrugged. “You were pissed off at me. I didn’t want you fucking up my business by glaring at everyone who came up to me.” It wasn’t the only reason. I was still riled up from the bathroom and we had time to kill.

He frowned. “I wasn’t pissed at you.”

“Could’ve fooled me.”

He sighed as he sat up, and cleaned himself up, disposing of the condom in a handy little trash bag he had tucked under the seat.

“When were you going to tell me you weren’t wearing any panties?”

I smirked. “I actually hadn’t planned on it. I’m surprised you didn’t realize it at the restaurant, though.”

He chuckled and shook his head. Draping his arm on the back of my seat, he leaned close to me. “You drive me nuts, you know that?”

I tipped my chin and gave him a haughty look. “Hey, you signed up for this. I didn’t. If you wanted tame, you should’ve gone for one of my sisters.”

“Not a chance in hell, princess. There’s no fun in taming a sheep.”

“You’re awful,” I snickered. I pulled out my phone and frowned at the time. “We should go. I don’t do late and I get the feeling you’re going to cause issues, so I want time to set things up.”

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Leo was in a much better mood when we pulled up outside the club. It was one of his. He’d made the request before we left for dinner and it wasn’t too hard to swing it. I rarely gave the locations for the drops until the last minute because I wanted to make sure we weren’t caught.

He had set us up in a VIP booth in the back, his posture relaxed as he drank his whiskey and talked to some of his security guys about the shit that went down while we were gone. Nothing terribly interesting, so I tuned them out after a while.

When I saw one of my customers hanging out by the bar, I wiggled my fingers at Leo and sauntered over. I could feel his eyes burning into me, but he didn’t have to worry. This guy was definitely not interested. He’d be more interested in Leo than me. I leaned against the bar next to him, my arms folded against the top. He mimicked the stance and stepped closer. It took less than a second. Just a brush of our shoulders together, his fingers grazing mine under our arms. It looked like an accident from the outside. He shot me a grin and disappeared just as quickly as he came.

The second customer was a woman. She was smart, always came in a large group. She played the friendship card and pulled me in to join them whenever we did a hand off. One quick hug and I slipped the drive into her open purse. She bought me a shot, and I clinked glasses with the group before strolling away.

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