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“Some sex, too,” he added. “Serotonin boost stimulates joy.”
“Hmm. That, too.”
Her reluctance turned into a sigh when he tilted her head and dragged his thumb across her throat. He was left in awe at the tiny movement, indicating nothing but trust.
“Normally, I would go for a chick like that. I used to go for any chick, to be honest, especially when the lonely nights were unbearable and they were interested. A mutual slaking of lust.”
Her relaxed body tensed when she realized he was no longer talking about Ruby. He caught her and pulled her back when she stepped away, mouth latching onto her jaw. He licked the corner and heard her breath catch, even while she kept herself hardened.
“Oh, yeah? Why don’t you go back to that time, then? Find the next chick to slake your lust and all that at the next dock.”
“I can’t. It’s too late. There’s this one chick in my mind. She won’t leave.”
“Oh.”
“She’s fierce. Hot. Cute when she wants to be and vicious when it calls for it. She’s everything I can’t stop thinking about and the only woman I want.”
“Isaiah.”
She gasped, and he swallowed the sound. In the blink of an eye, she melted for him, a body he could mold to his heart’s desire and a mouth he could kiss forever. But that word had no place here, and bitterness made its way into their private moment. The yearning was too heavy, however, washing away the negative emotion so he could focus on the one that mattered.
“She doesn’t know the power she holds over me,” he rasped upon tasting her lips and feeling her tongue tangle with his. “I didn’t know it, too, until I almost lost her and realized one thing. She’s the one. She’s it for this lost, lonely pirate. She owns this.”
He placed her fingers over his heart, wanting her to feel its beat. Green eyes widened while they kept kissing each other. Her hands flew to his shoulders when he lifted her off her feet and sat her on his desk, then didn’t give her time to think as he frantically slid her trousers down. He wanted her as mindless as he was…as desperate.
“We can’t. Too many things to do,” she protested, but it was weak as she arched into his palm and let him knead her tits. Her fingers danced, too, unbuttoning impatiently until she could wrap them around his aching cock. Every stroke electrified until he was ready to explode.
“You own that, too,” he said, his chuckle broken. Then, “Five minutes. All I want is five minutes with you. I missed you. You have no idea.”
“Maybe I do. I missed you, too.”
The admission did things to him and he growled, transferring his kisses to other parts of her skin. He inhaled her scent, lamenting over the lack of orange before that creamy essence of hers took over.
“Five minutes,” he repeated, then buried his cock inside her.
It was a lie, of course, as five minutes was nowhere enough for what he wanted to do with her. Perhaps she shared the same sentiment as Nicola wrapped her legs around his waist and clung on, taking every thrust he gave and biting his earlobe when she wanted more. Then she was biting his neck, taking that little amount of blood that elevated the fucking to something more intimate.
A raw, primal sensation swallowed him whole, refusing to let go. When she sealed his wound, he flattened her on the desk and climbed over it, then lifted a leg to change the angle of his entering her. Papers flew. His chair was upended. Then they were on the floor, where he continued to drive into her as if it was his sole mission in life.
“So good,” she moaned out, voice high and smoky. “Too good.”
“I love you.”
They kept moving, even while something stilled within them. She gripped his arms, arching once more, and shook her head.
“Isaiah…you can’t. We can’t.”
“I know.”
“I have responsibilities. I have to go back.”
“You might go back,” he agreed, the words ugly on his tongue. But he said it. “There’s nothing I can do about that. But know that while you are there in Ostrov Krov, shaking the hands of your peers and putting on your polished façade, I own your nights. You will think of me with your fingers in between your legs, call for me when you come. You will think of me when you are with someone else and imagine it’s me fucking you instead.”
“You bastard.”
The thought of another man pleasing her had him going crazed until he was plowing through her like a barbarian, but she didn’t mind. Every thrust forward brought her hips back as she rode him just as fiercely and didn’t let go. When spots started appearing in his vision, he reached down to thumb her clit, then flicked it back and forth. The reward of Nicola rocketing into her climax was enough to hold on for just a few more seconds before he let go, too. Blinding white shattered his vision as he emptied himself inside her.
“Nicola.”
