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If Nikolai had seen one of them conspiring with their enemies, I was afraid of what that would mean.
Breaking the kiss for a moment to catch my breath, Nikolai pressed his lips against my neck instead. He inhaled deeply, resuming his affections. He fondled me, impatient with his movements.
“You can’t trust my father.”
“Hmm?” Nikolai hummed against my lips, gripping my waist tightly beneath his palms. His lips reached the valley of my breasts, and he pressed another kiss there as his fingers pulled at the straps of my dress.
“I don’t know what he’s planning,” I mumbled, overwhelmed by how eager Nikolai was to pull my dress down just enough to expose my lace bra.
While I half expected Nikolai to stop his ministrations after what I said, it seemed like he hadn’t heard me at all. He wasn’t even listening, but I forgot how to care the moment lust filled my mind.
Instead, with his body pressed against mine, Nikolai’s hands wandered as they pleased. His lips returned to mine, and he gave my backside a hard squeeze. His bulge rubbed against me, causing me to lose all sense I once had.
I wanted him more than anything at that moment, and I couldn’t ignore it.
Giving in, I melted against him, gladly taking in each rough kiss and clutch of my skin. There was no turning off that attraction, and I didn’t care to.
A small moan crept past my lips the moment Nikolai wedged his knee in between my legs to part them, and his hand dipped beneath the hem of my dress. Not sparing me a second to wrap my head around it, he brushed against my lace underwear, smirking.
Based on the low chuckle in my ear, I knew my body had deceived me. It didn’t allow me to even pretend like I was resisting him. There was no hiding just how easily he could take control of me and have me desperate for his touch.
“Glad I’m not the only one,” Nikolai hummed, loud enough for only my ears.
He kept his hand there while his lips latched onto my neck again, seeking the pleasure we both wanted. The pressure he put against my clit was just enough to have me squirming for more, but not enough to soothe the aggressive burning within my stomach.
I needed him, and I didn’t care if it happened in the corner of Ivan’s club.
Rocking my hips against his hand, I longed for that friction, feeling like I would explode without it. This only amused Nikolai more, and he pushed the fabric aside just enough to dip a digit inside. It sent a surge of gratification through me, and I trembled.
“I doubt this is why you came here,” Nikolai said lowly, lips inches away from my ear. “But I don’t hear you complaining.”
“I’ll only complain if you don’t give me what I want,” I sighed, leaning my head against the wall, trying to keep my wits despite the way he slowly pumped his fingers in and out of me.
“That’s my girl.”
A shiver ran down my spine at that, suddenly more than eager to please. The only coherent part of me wondered if he meant it.
My girl.
It was impossibly intimate and tender—two vastly opposing things compared to Nikolai’s usual self. I had to admit, I wanted to hear it more often.
Nikolai removed his hand from beneath my dress, only to push the material farther up my legs. He fumbled at his belt, brows stitched together in concentration like he couldn’t be bothered, but I grabbed at it instead, taking the reins.
“Let me.”
Nikolai met my eyes, giving me a contemplative look before he nodded once, motioning for me to continue. He seemed intrigued.
Without another word, I slipped the leather out of place and undid the buckle. Then, once the button popped open, I slid the zipper down its track slowly, watching as Nikolai strained.
Satisfied by the way he kept his eyes on me, all while I palmed his bulge, I wanted to make an effort after he had done the same during our short-lived honeymoon. He nearly worshipped me then, and something within me wanted to return the favor.
By the time I freed his cock, Nikolai was harder than ever, fueled by my dress and the temptation. He bit back a groan as I wrapped a hand around it, making careful strokes while his gaze nearly burned into me.
“Leave it to me,” I murmured, slinking down to my knees.
Nikolai cursed under his breath as I went, gliding my palm down the front of his body. Once I was level with him, I continued those light-pressured strokes, eliciting low growls from him.
Beams of light moved all around us, but we were lucky enough to be shrouded by shadows in the dark corner, out of sight from the club-goers. Glancing up at Nikolai, I nearly collapsed from how overwhelmingly mouth-watering he looked from the silhouettes that ran across his body, giving his face a dark glare to it.
