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“Show me your skills, Rose.”
She reaches for my pants.
“No.”
I slide the hat pin from her hair and toss the hat to the ground. I bought her the pin. It’s extra sharp, designed for both action and looks, and I close her fingers about it.
“Niko, your hands…”
“My hands are fine, and it’s fucking Nikolai. I had some work to do today, and now, so do you. I believe you threatened to stab me. Go ahead.”
She recoils. “Niko-Nikolai.”
“Rose.” I roll the sleeve up on my right arm and offer it to her. “That’s a weapon. Use it. Apply the pressure enough to just break the skin.”
“I’m not—”
Our gazes crash, and my eyes turn lethal. “Do it. Now.”
She takes a breath and slides the pin lightly along my skin.
“Harder.” It jerks and pierces my skin hard, and the pain bites.
“Oh God, Niko!”
“Rose, learn to use control. You’re fired up, emotions to eleven. Cut through it and do it. A line. Leave a scratch mark.”
“What’s wrong with you?”
“You, Rose.”
She swallows, and fire flares in her gaze. She looks at the blood, but I can almost see her reach in and find that center she needs. Then, she does it; controlled, just enough, and tiny beads of blood rise.
It’s possibly one of the hottest things I’ve ever witnessed, and if I wasn’t lost to her, this would be the moment. Then, she does something I don’t expect. She drops the pin and takes my arm.
“You’re such a fucking asshole, Niko. Luckily, you’re my asshole. I don’t know what kind of lesson you’re trying to teach, but you did, and now, it’s my turn.”
Rose brings my inner forearm to her mouth and closes her lips over my stab wound to lick the blood. Then she sucks, using her teeth to bite. The throb of pain turns to pleasure as it shoots straight to my cock.
She looks up at me, eyes glittering, and I take a fist of her hair. “Suck my fucking cock, Rose. Now.”
Her breathing comes out hard, erratic, fast, and she fumbles for my fly. When she has my cock out, she palms me, stroking up and down, daring to tease. I growl low and tighten my fingers in her hair, but I don’t push her down as she lowers her head, her mouth hot and wet and divine as it closes over my rigid, aching flesh.
“Fuck me with your mouth, Rose.”
She does. Oh, God she does. She sucks me down to the back of her throat, the softest scrape of her teeth that particular brand of heaven I crave.
Rose works me down hard then back up, over and over, and my balls start to tighten. I want to shove her down, come down her throat, face fuck her hard.
Instead, I pull her up and kiss her, tongues swirling, need spiking. I push her down on my desk, parting her thighs. She’s face first, the skirt bunched high in my fist as I shove two fingers into her hot, wet depths.
I fuck her with my hand for a few, sweet moments as she moans. She’s there, right at the edge. I can hear it, feel it. I pull out my fingers and line my cock up.
“Here’s what we’re gonna fucking do, Rose. I’m going to use you as my own personal fuck machine. I’m going to come inside you, and you? You don’t get to come.” I reach down, then around, and start to stroke her clit as her moans become tiny protests. “So, if you know what’s good for you, if you don’t want to face fucking punishment, you’re not coming. Got it?”
“Yes.” She pushes out the word.
I thrust into her, shuddering as I do. So fucking hot. So fucking wet. So fucking tight. I grip the back of her neck, pinning her to the desk. If I have my way, she’s going to come all over me; we’re both that close.
