“You should be more careful where you put your mouth, shouldn’t you?” I raised an eyebrow at him, my heart pounding in my chest at his proximity. What was wrong with me tonight? This wasNikolai.
“I guess so, you never know where these feral street cats have been,” he chuckled, reaching around me for his drink. He threw the shot to the back of his throat and slammed the glass back down on the bar. “You shouldn’t have followed me here, Katya.”
His gaze had darkened, and he seemed genuinely annoyed that I’d dare to go to the same bar as him. The fucking audacity. I swiveled in his arms, taking my own shot and drinking it in one go. He was maddeningly close and so I made sure my ass rubbed against him as I turned around. I hadn’t imagined his hardness when we’d been dancing. No matter what was fake with him, that hadn’t been, and as suspected, it was still there now.
I picked up my cocktail and turned back to him, placing the straw between my lips and taking a long sip. He watched me warily, his heated gaze full of intrigue as my lips wrapped around the thin straw and sucked and swallowed and I groaned, finally releasing the straw with a pop.
His Adam's apple bobbed in his throat as he watched me and I grinned, my hand reaching between us to grab his dick through his pants. It wasn’t the first time I’d felt him like this. Over the years, there had been many tormenting touches and grabs from both of us, but this time I watched his chest heave as my hand came into contact, his nostrils flaring and his eyes becoming hooded. Nikolai was definitely big...down there, and I’d be lying if I said I hadn’t fantasized a little over the years of what it looked like and what it would feel like.
“Do you like that, Nikolai?” I asked. I smiled sweetly and then tipped my entire drink over his head.
He startled and pulled from my grip and I laughed loudly as my cocktail slid down his face and hair and then soaked his shirt. I hoped he would be mad. Furious even. A dark part of me wanted his hand wrapped around my throat while he pushed me up against the bar and reached under my dress…
Nikolai started to laugh, loudly, swiping a hand down his face to clear some of the cocktail from his eyes. His hands deftly worked the buttons on his shirt, before sliding it off his shoulders and dropping it to the ground at our feet. His chest was hard and wet, slick with sweat and cocktail, and my tongue tingled at the thought of sliding along each peak of muscle and tasting him.
His eyes darkened and his hand suddenly clasped onto my jaw before he quickly leaned in and pressed a hard kiss on my mouth. I didn’t fight him, the tinge of his metallic, sweet blood trying to push through my pursed lips and mingle with the alcohol, and I was moments away from opening fully up to him when he pulled back away suddenly.
“Go home, little girl,” he said, giving me a wink and walking away.
I swallowed as I watched him stalk away, heading back into the throng of dancers. He stopped by two bikini clad women and together they made a writhing body sandwich. I watched on, furious and jealous. Hating him and both of those women.
What the fuck did they have that I didn’t?
Chapter Seven
Nikolai
I snaked an arm around the girl in front of me, the one I’d learned was called Allie, and I curled my fingers around her breast. She pushed harder against me, plump ass wanting to sink down over my throbbing cock even though my pants were in the way.
The girl behind me, the one I now knew was called Tig, was cupping and spanking my ass in time to the music. I was normally the spanker in the bedroom, but whatever got her going, I guess. I was never one to say no to new experiences. Especially ones that ended with my shaft buried deep in a woman.
I felt Katya’s furious gaze on me, and I swelled harder against my pants. I chuckled, enjoying knowing that she was the one watching me for a change. But when I turned to look for her again, she was gone.
Probably off somewhere with some piece of shit man that didn’t deserve her.
I growled low. “What about taking this party back to my place?”
“Where’s that,” Tig asked, her voice thick with need.
“The Royal Resort,” I pushed against them both, hands touching anywhere and everywhere I could reach. I really needed to fuck away my frustrations now. Something had happened tonight with Katya and I couldn’t quite understand what, other than, I’d wanted her--really wanted herfor the first time ever.
This had been different to our usual teasing and taunting, the flaunting of our bodies towards the other. The sweet temptations that we put in each other’s paths just to piss the other one off. I had really wanted her tonight; I couldn't deny it. I’d been moments away from ordering her back to our room where I could spend the night making her scream my name…
Thank fuck she’d stopped me.
“Omg,” Allie pulled away from me and turned around. “Isn’t that place like four thousand dollars a night?”
“Maybe,” I shrugged nonchalantly, making it clear that the price meant nothing to me. I wasn’t exactly footing the bill.
“Hell yes, let’s go to your place. We’ve been here for years and haven’t seen any of the really exclusive resorts.” Allie moved around me to hook arms with Tig. “Both of us, right?” She blinked slowly, bedroom eyes showing her meaning.
“Obviously,” I smirked, dick pulsing. I’d not been with two at a time in months. The last time had been a foursome with Alex. Tonight I was solo and it would be more work for me, but doubly fucking satisfying.
Their curved, dynamite bodies followed me towards TheOcean Darlingand I thought about all the wicked ways I was going to attack them.
As I started the engine and pulled away to cleave through the ocean and return to the resort, the women draped themselves on either side of me, their hands reaching to touch my torso, and down my pants to curl their fingers around my hard dick. They caressed and rubbed so determinedly that I would have cum in my pants if I was a less controlled man.
Still, it was one of the longest boat rides of my life, with anticipation building stronger, nautical mile after nautical mile.
