Chapter Seven
Nothing existed for Nika except the need for Maksim. She stretched languorously in his bed, loving the way the cotton sheets felt against her flushed skin. He was staring down at her in silence. His regard made her feel wanton and sexy. In fact she had never felt so attractive in her life. The way he looked at her made her feel as though she were the only woman on earth.
His chest was bare, but Nika began to tremble with excitement when he unfastened his jeans. He skimmed them down his legs and off onto the floor. His boxer briefs soon followed and the two of them were naked together in his bedroom.
Holding out her hand, she beckoned him down onto the mattress with her. He put one knee down and braced his weight on his hands. His body was covering hers, their skin barely touching. And when he kissed her it was all she could do not to pull him closer. She wanted to be beneath him, around him, and owned by him in every way possible.
Nika arched up, letting the tips of her breasts rub his smooth chest. The friction made her shiver. She was already so wet from her first orgasm. Her body was ready to move on to the next stage as quickly as possible. Placing her hands on his belly, she let her fingers glide down to his crotch.
Maksim’s cock was long and thick. A niggling worry in the back of Nika’s mind wondered if she would ever be able to take all of him at once. She gripped him in her hand and gave his shaft a squeeze. His growl made her shiver with delight. He was busy kissing her neck and shoulders. The softness of his lips was a direct contrast to the sharpness of his teeth when he nipped at her skin.
Nika pumped his cock from base to tip. Cupping his balls, she explored their shape and sensitivity. She loved the way they grew heavy in her hands. Every time she gave the skin of his sac a tug he would shudder and exhale a ragged breath that whispered across her sensitive neck.
A spurt of liquid beaded on the tip of his cock. Nika spread the fluid over the rounded head and traced tiny circles that made his muscles tighten. She knew he wanted her, but it was so tempting to draw everything out to make it that much sweeter.
“Please, Nika.” Maksim’s growl told her just how close to the edge he was. “I need you.”
A decadent idea drifted through her mind. “Get on your back.”
Maksim rolled to the side, reaching for her even as he settled on the mattress. Nika straddled him, keeping her spread pussy centered on his thighs and using her weight to trap him beneath her. When she grabbed his cock with both hands and began to jack him off, Maksim’s belly muscles grew hard.
She loved the power of having him under her like this. She squeezed him hard, until the tip grew flushed with blood and he arched up and tried to free his legs. His fingers twisted in the sheets and he groaned and thrashed as if he were about to come undone.
Lightly pinching the head of his cock with one hand, she let the other travel up his belly toward his pectoral muscles. She plucked at his small male nipples. They hardened into tiny points. Letting go of his cock, she let her entire body rub a path from his groin to his chest. Her nipples burned at the contact and she reveled in the pure pleasure. Power and need rolled into one sensation of total fulfillment.
Nika lightly kissed Maksim’s mouth before nibbling and biting her way down his neck, over his chest, and to his belly. She inched her way back up his torso and let her pussy glide over the rigid erection straining toward her.
“Do you want me?” she asked.
“Yes!”
“Do you want your big, thick cock inside my hot pussy?” The naughtiness of her words ramped up their erotic value. She loved every second of this.
“Please, Nika. I need to be inside you.”
She rubbed her sex against his shaft. Her slick flesh left a layer of creamy fluid on his skin. “Do you feel how wet I am for you?”
“God yes. Your pussy is so fucking wet for me.” He grabbed her hips and dragged her crotch toward his cock. “I’m going to fill that pussy with come. I’m going to fuck you and make you mine. Mine.”
The erotic promise pushed her over the edge. Nika tilted her hips and let the end of his cock catch against the wetness of her quivering opening. His cock slid deep into her pussy. She flung her head back and wriggled until he had impaled her completely on his dick. The sensation was utterly and completely satisfying. It was as if he had been made specifically for her. He fit her perfectly.
Nika began to move against him. She rocked and ground her sex against Maksim’s groin. The crisp hairs at the base of his cock tickled her clitoris. Her inner muscles tightened and she spiraled toward a second climax. The feeling was everything she had ever dreamed of experiencing.
Shifting her stance just a little, she used her knees to lift her body in order to mimic the sensation of thrusting. The new friction was incredible. Lifting again, she slammed herself back down on his body. The combination of penetration and friction pushed her perilously close to the edge.
Nika lifted her hands to her hair, pushing it away from her face and letting her head loll backwards. “I’m going to come, Maksim. I’m so close. Please make me come for you.”
He placed his fingers near the root of his cock where they were joined together. Gently pressing on her clit, he gave her exactly what she needed to reach an instant, devastating climax. Nika screamed, not knowing what she was saying or how many times she said it. Then Maksim shouted and thrust up into her body. The heat and warmth of his ejaculation sent her into a delicious little aftershock. And when she could finally breathe again, she collapsed to his chest and lay there panting.
***
The term “rock his world” did not even scratch the surface when it came to the experience of having sex with Nika. Maksim was pretty sure he was going to be stuck there on the bed for the rest of his life. There would be no moving away from her ever again. The two of them would remain in that little house, naked and fucking like rabbits for the rest of their days.
He sucked in a deep breath and exhaled slowly. Coming inside Nika had actually made him dizzy, as if he were high. The room was spinning like a tilt-a-whirl and he really didn’t care to get off the ride.
Then Nika started giggling. Her blond hair was in wild disarray. The mess hid her face from view. She was peeking up at him from beneath her hair and the sparkle in her blue eyes was breathtaking. She looked like a woman who had been well satisfied by her lover.
“I think you fucked me silly,” she told him.
Maksim locked his arms around her lower back. The position was incredibly natural. “Oh yeah?”
“Yeah.” The word came out on a huge sigh. Then she was giggling again.
“Maybe I should try to fuck the silly out of you now?” he suggested.
Her expression settled into one of mock seriousness. “I’m not entirely certain that’s possible, Mr. Petrov. Perhaps we should run an experiment to find out.”
Maksim drew her up the length of his body until he could kiss her lips. She hovered above him, her hair like a curtain around them both. Their kissing took on a lazy, unhurried quality that was deeply satisfying. Their lips met, their mouths molding together as they explored each other with equal fervor.
He loved the way she used her tongue. It was as if she tasted him with each stroke. Matching her pace and mimicking her motions was making him want her all over again. The woman was actually making love to him with her mouth and his body was responding in kind.
Nika pulled back suddenly, staring down at him with an indecipherable expression on her face. “Do you take many lovers?”
It was a reasonable question, but one that Maksim and every other man on the planet would call the pitfall from hell. “That depends on what you call many.”
“Maksim, come on.” She drummed her fingers on his chest.
“I don’t have a lot of time for a love life.” He wondered how he could make her understand. “My job is”—consuming, overwhelming, monotonous—“let’s just say it keeps me busy. So I don’t have time for relationships.” He gazed deeply into her eyes. “I’ve slept with a few women here and there. Always one night stands, and I’m always up front with them about that.”
“Ah.”
He didn’t like the way her gaze shifted away. “Nika, you’re not a one night stand.”
“I know that.”
“Do you?” he asked. “Because you’re pouting like you think I just insulted you.”
She looked outraged. “I do not pout!”
“Baby, you pout like a champion pouter.” Maksim couldn’t hide his smile. “I think you could have a career in pouting.”
Her growl was adorably fierce. “You better take that back!”
Maksim rolled her onto her back and settled himself between her spread legs. His cock was already getting hard again. He wanted her so badly. It was like an ache that would never be satisfied.
“God I must look a mess,” she moaned.
“You’re beautiful.”
“It’s the middle of the day and I have bedhead so bad that I’ll never fix it without taking a shower.” She sent a puff of air up toward the hair hanging in her eyes.
“You look like you’ve spent some time in your lover’s bed.” Maksim lowered his mouth to hers and brushed a kiss across her lips. “And you have.”
A phone started ringing somewhere in the house. Maksim frowned and began cursing in Russian. He didn’t want the real world to start up again so soon. He wanted to spend just a little longer in this fantasy land where Nika belonged to him and the only thing he had to do was bring her multiple orgasms every day.
“You should probably get that,” Nika reasoned. “What if it’s your brother telling us we can finally leave this place?”
Her words stung. Was it so awful to be here with him? He’d been enjoying himself these last few hours at least. In fact, today had been one of the best days he could remember having in years.
Maksim rolled out of bed and strode out of the bedroom on his way to the kitchen. He snatched up his phone off the counter and lifted it to his ear. “What?”
Ivan’s voice was indeed on the other end of the line. “Where the hell have you been?”
“We’re right here at the house. I didn’t have my phone on me. Sorry.” Maksim didn’t need to be told how transparent his answer was.
There was a long pause on Ivan’s end. “You’re sleeping with Nika, aren’t you?
“Does it matter?” He didn’t care to discuss his love life with his brother.
“She’s Katrina’s sister, so yeah. It kind of does.”
Maksim hated this bullshit most of all. “Why does that matter? Am I not good enough for Katrina’s sister? Is that it?”
“No. But if you fuck things up—and we both know you will—Katrina will be pissed and I’ll have to deal with it.” Ivan sounded more than miffed.
“Look. I’m not some randy teenager. I can handle my own love life.” Maksim was so done talking about this. “Did you have something relevant you wanted to say?”
“We’ve identified four policemen in the Hollywood PD that have ties to the Tretiaks.” Ivan’s tone was clipped.
“Shit.”
“Yeah, pretty much.”
Maksim tried to come up with possible solutions in his head. “But you said before that they’re backing off Denis right?”
“They’re backing off all our people and focusing directly on us.” There were hushed voices in the background and Ivan mumbled something Maksim couldn’t hear. “That’s why I’m calling. Someone has been poking around that area. A few of our people have called in to report Tretiak activity. You and Nika need to move.”
“Shit.” Maksim did not like that idea at all.
“It’ll be fine.” Ivan chuckled as if he hadn’t a care in the world. Probably because he didn’t. “You can use the beach house. Katrina thinks that should make her sister happy.”
Great.
Maksim couldn’t think of a worse way to end a day than to vacate the one place that had only just started to feel like home.