Page 20 of Nikolai's Baby


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And I’d probably lose my mind.

She turns off the light before I have the opportunity to see more, cloaking herself in darkness as she approaches the bed. I move over for her, but not enough to give her the space she requires to sleep. If she wants that, she’s going to have to take it from me.

She slides into the bed, immediately realizing that she doesn’t have enough space. “Move,” she urges, putting her hand on my side and pushing gently.

I close my eyes, reveling in the softness of her small hand on my bare skin. I want more of it. I want her all over me, pressing her softness into the heat of my body until neither of us can tell where one body ends and the other begins.

“I said move,” she repeats, a little more forcefully this time.

“You’re going to have to make me,” I mumble, praying for both of her hands on me this time and not just a punch to the groin.

Her hand lingers on my side, and I feel her lean closer to me, her breath warm on my skin. “Don’t test me,” she whispers.

Her proximity is intoxicating. Every nerve in my body is alert and alive, wanting nothing more than to grab her and pull her into me. I resist, but only barely. There’s something about this game between us, this tension that neither of us wants to give in to.

“I’m not testing you, Dream,” I say, my voice low and unwavering. “The bed is just small.”

“Too small,” she says, but she removes her hand and slides into bed beside me. “We need to sleep. We have a long day ahead of us tomorrow.”

I know she’s right, but I don’t care about tomorrow. I care about the way her skin feels against mine as she settles in beside me.

“We’ll sleep,” I whisper, moving my leg over hers. “Just let me get comfortable.”

She stiffens. “I don’t think that’s a good idea.”

“Why not?”

“Because it’s not.” Her words are meant to be firm, but they tremble slightly, betraying her and revealing what she’s really feeling. She moves just the smallest bit closer to me, her shirt riding up her thighs and the bare skin of her hip touching mine.

I take a deep breath, inhaling the light scent of her body and becoming intoxicated by it. All the money in the world can’t buy a woman like Dream. She’s so far removed from my lifestyle that I’d never be able to find anyone else like her.

The fact that she’s with me now is a freak accident that I’m certain the universe will correct as soon as it can. She’ll slip through my fingers and be lost forever like she was never really there to begin with.

I lift my hand, moving it to her face and stopping short so she doesn’t slap me. She can see it in the darkness. I know because her bright blue eyes as so wide that they threaten to swallow me whole.

Her wet curls cascade down the pillow, resting lightly on her shoulders. I pluck one up from the bunch and bounce it in the air between us. “Cute.”

“I don’t need you touching me like that,” she says, her words coming out with much less aggression than before.

“What about like this?” I ask, reaching out and brushing the back of my hand against her cheek. It’s burning hot.

She doesn’t say anything, but she pulls her head back.

“You’re afraid,” I say, not as an accusation but as an observation.

“I’m not afraid of anything you could do to me,” she replies, and it sounds more like a challenge than a rejection.

I lean in, slowly closing the distance between our lips. I’m giving her time to pull away again, but she doesn’t.

Our lips touch, softly at first, then with more urgency. A spark ignites, a connection greater than either of us expected. Our kiss deepens, becomes something more, something raw and primal.

I feel the heat in my chest, the burning need to do much more, to take everything she has and spoil her with money in return. That’s what they all want from me, anyway, so that’s what I’d give to her.

My heart, however, can never leave my possession.

As though she senses my intentions, she breaks away from the kiss, her breath ragged and her body trembling. “No,” she whispers. “We can’t.”

I don’t say anything. I don’t need to. The frustration in her voice finishes this argument before it even begins.

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