Page 76 of Captive

When he finally broke the kiss, he growled, his eyes glassy. “Such a little minx.”

“You deserve it.”

“I’ll remember that.” His expression changed, becoming more serious. “I need to be inside of you.”

“I know.”

He rose onto his hands, taking his shaft from my fingers then sliding the tip up and down the length of my pussy.

I wrapped one leg around him, taking shallow breaths as we stared into each other’s eyes. When he slipped his cockhead past my swollen folds, I took a deep breath, every muscle tensing.

There was no hard thrust, no savage need to take me like a barbarian. He knew he’d already claimed me.

My body.

My soul.

My heart.

When he was fully seated inside, his breathing became ragged.

“I want to fuck you all night long,” he managed as he pulled out, driving into me again.

“Then do it.”

A sly smile crossed his face as he repeated the move. Then he created a perfect rhythm, sliding in and out as he hovered over me.

I kept my hands wrapped around his arms, caressing his skin. The beautiful moment was slow and easy, more romantic than anything we’d done before. As the rise and fall of his chest increased, he nipped my lower lip.

Then I noticed a wry smile crossing his face just seconds before he wrapped his arm around me, rolling us both over until he was on his back.

Laughing, I tossed my hair several times as I pulled my knees against him. “You’re so bad,” I managed.

“No, you’re the one who’s a bad girl.” He folded one arm behind his head, using the fingers of his other hand to caress my arm. “Now, you’re going to ride me.”

“Why, yes, sir.” I bucked against him once, just one time. Then I laughed as I planted my hands on either side of him. “Two can play at your games, Russian boy.”

He seemed surprised at my words, his eyes lighting up like firecrackers. “Be careful what you say to me.”

“Uh-huh. We’ll see about that.” I lifted my hips until just the tip was inside, giving him a mischievous look. I knew he had no patience. Within seconds, he yanked me down with enough force I issued a string of whimpers. The feel of having him inside, stretching my muscles was glorious. Panting, I kneaded his chestas I peered down at him, slowly lowering my head until our lips were almost touching.

He tangled his fingers in my hair, a glint of mischief in his eyes. I’d never seen him so lighthearted, as if the weight of the world hadn’t been placed squarely on his shoulders. When he tugged on my head, I resisted him on purpose. But there was no denying his control. He wrapped his hand around my neck, forcing our lips to touch.

There was no resolve left in my body. I darted my tongue inside, taking my time to swish it back and forth across his. My body tingled from the sheer excitement, my pussy throbbing as his cock swelled inside. I shifted up and down once then stopping, pushing hard enough to break the kiss slightly in order to offer a husky purr.

“Always my tease,” he murmured.

“Uh-huh. Don’t you forget it.”

With another simple tug, the moment of intimacy continued, our hearts beating as one. I was breathless, my desire reaching a plateau. As I rocked up and down, his body reacted, every muscle stiffening. I adored being able to drive him to his own moment of euphoria. I wanted to please him in every way.

To surrender to his needs.

To obey his every command.

The thoughts were enlightening yet still terrifying to the woman inside. I’d never wanted to give all of myself to anyone. There would always be a tiny bit of confusion as to why, but on this night, there was no question. He could command anything he wanted.

Nikolai became more forceful, dominating my tongue as he slid his hand down my spine, finally gripping my hip. With a single hard pull, he required me to ride him harder, moving up and down.