work…”
“I am very much afraid that we need to leave,” Nikolos said
smoothly. “But I will certainly remember your offer and take you up on it at a
later point.”
“That was nicely done,” Marianna murmured as they left
behind a visibly preening director. “You have a way with people.”
Nikolos snorted.
“I have a way of getting what I want. Let’s not forget that
most of the things I do have an ultimate goal.”
She knew his Ferrari was fast, but still it seemed to take
forever to get back to his penthouse. She was not surprised to see that he
lived in one of the most exclusive buildings in the city. She would have seen
the inside of the penthouse at some point, but there was a certain intimacy to
coming to it like this. As he locked the door behind them, she looked around at
the modern furniture and the spare, cold paintings on the walls. There was a
certain angularity to the look of the room, she realized, something austere and
restrained.
Her musings on his apartment were quickly dismissed when he
appeared behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist and pulling her close.
She tried to turn to face him, but then he was nibbling on her neck. His lips
and his teeth sent deep vibrations through her body, making her gasp and moan.
“That feels amazing,” she sighed, settling back against
him. “ You feel amazing.”
“It’s nothing to how you feel,” he purred, running his
hands up her sides. “So soft and warm and perfect. I can’t get enough of
looking at you, and now I definitely can’t get enough of touching you.”
She let herself fall into a pleasured fog as his hands
reached up to cup her breasts through her dress, squeezing softly.
The caress wasn’t for him, she realized. Most men she had
known touched women’s breasts for their own pleasure. From the way he was
lightly touching her, squeezing her, and stroking her, he was doing it for her.
The thought brought a rush of heat to her body. She wasn’t entirely sure about
what was going to happen tonight, but she knew it would feel so, so good.
“Will you come to bed with me, little beauty?” he whispered
in her ear. “Will you allow me to make you feel good?”
“Yes, yes,” she whispered, and then she yelped because he
scooped her up in his arms, holding her securely. She clung to him, first
instinctively because she was surprised, and then simply because he felt so
good. There was a power to him that made her strong, that made her want him more
than she had wanted anything in her life.
His room was surprisingly plain. It was large, but most of
the space was taken up by an enormous bed. When he lay her down on it, she
stroked the covers appreciatively.
“Silk,” she said, amused. “I should have known.”
“Does it please you?”
There it was again, that slight vulnerability, that small
bit of unease that made her want to throw her arms around him.
“It does. You do.”
This time, it was her turn to wrap her arms around his neck
and bring him down for a kiss. She tried to pull him on the bed with her, but
he pulled back with a grin.
“I want something first.”
With a strength she had really only guessed at before, he
flipped her over so that she lay on her belly. For a moment she was confused,
but then she felt his clever hands on the zipper at the back of her dress.
“Did you notice that there is a little glass gem hanging
from the zipper pull?” he asked conversationally. “Did it occur to you that it
would capture the eye completely, making anyone who saw it want to pull it
down.”
“I…I just thought it was pretty,” she said. The sentence
ended in a gasp because he kissed the soft skin between her shoulder blades.
She had never thought that that part of her would be so sensitive, but there it
was. He undid the clasp of her bra with deft, quick fingers, then he was
pulling everything up, stripping it over the top of her head, leaving her on
the bed in nothing but her lacy panties.
She wanted to
“I am very much afraid that we need to leave,” Nikolos said
smoothly. “But I will certainly remember your offer and take you up on it at a
later point.”
“That was nicely done,” Marianna murmured as they left
behind a visibly preening director. “You have a way with people.”
Nikolos snorted.
“I have a way of getting what I want. Let’s not forget that
most of the things I do have an ultimate goal.”
She knew his Ferrari was fast, but still it seemed to take
forever to get back to his penthouse. She was not surprised to see that he
lived in one of the most exclusive buildings in the city. She would have seen
the inside of the penthouse at some point, but there was a certain intimacy to
coming to it like this. As he locked the door behind them, she looked around at
the modern furniture and the spare, cold paintings on the walls. There was a
certain angularity to the look of the room, she realized, something austere and
restrained.
Her musings on his apartment were quickly dismissed when he
appeared behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist and pulling her close.
She tried to turn to face him, but then he was nibbling on her neck. His lips
and his teeth sent deep vibrations through her body, making her gasp and moan.
“That feels amazing,” she sighed, settling back against
him. “ You feel amazing.”
“It’s nothing to how you feel,” he purred, running his
hands up her sides. “So soft and warm and perfect. I can’t get enough of
looking at you, and now I definitely can’t get enough of touching you.”
She let herself fall into a pleasured fog as his hands
reached up to cup her breasts through her dress, squeezing softly.
The caress wasn’t for him, she realized. Most men she had
known touched women’s breasts for their own pleasure. From the way he was
lightly touching her, squeezing her, and stroking her, he was doing it for her.
The thought brought a rush of heat to her body. She wasn’t entirely sure about
what was going to happen tonight, but she knew it would feel so, so good.
“Will you come to bed with me, little beauty?” he whispered
in her ear. “Will you allow me to make you feel good?”
“Yes, yes,” she whispered, and then she yelped because he
scooped her up in his arms, holding her securely. She clung to him, first
instinctively because she was surprised, and then simply because he felt so
good. There was a power to him that made her strong, that made her want him more
than she had wanted anything in her life.
His room was surprisingly plain. It was large, but most of
the space was taken up by an enormous bed. When he lay her down on it, she
stroked the covers appreciatively.
“Silk,” she said, amused. “I should have known.”
“Does it please you?”
There it was again, that slight vulnerability, that small
bit of unease that made her want to throw her arms around him.
“It does. You do.”
This time, it was her turn to wrap her arms around his neck
and bring him down for a kiss. She tried to pull him on the bed with her, but
he pulled back with a grin.
“I want something first.”
With a strength she had really only guessed at before, he
flipped her over so that she lay on her belly. For a moment she was confused,
but then she felt his clever hands on the zipper at the back of her dress.
“Did you notice that there is a little glass gem hanging
from the zipper pull?” he asked conversationally. “Did it occur to you that it
would capture the eye completely, making anyone who saw it want to pull it
down.”
“I…I just thought it was pretty,” she said. The sentence
ended in a gasp because he kissed the soft skin between her shoulder blades.
She had never thought that that part of her would be so sensitive, but there it
was. He undid the clasp of her bra with deft, quick fingers, then he was
pulling everything up, stripping it over the top of her head, leaving her on
the bed in nothing but her lacy panties.
She wanted to
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