Chapter Fifteen
The heavy techno music beat pounded the walls of Club Mojo. Strobe lights flashed in colorful bursts that painted the crowd and the interior of the building. Dancers crowded onto the floor on all three levels of the club. At the bar, alcohol flowed. This hot bed of Boston nightlife had a heartbeat all its own.
Nika threw her head back and spun until she was dizzy. With her hands waving in the air she stood on her toes and shook her booty to the beat. The tiny red dress she wore swirled around her thighs and her silver high heels flashed in the lights. She felt wild and deliriously happy all at once.
“Having a good time, Mrs. Petrov?” Maksim asked, his voice nearly a shout.
She flung her arms around his neck and ground herself against his body. “The best time, Mr. Petrov.”
It had been six months since the two of them left Hollywood, Florida. They’d hitched a ride on the Petrov chopper to the airport in Ft. Lauderdale, and from there they had gotten on a plane to Boston. The city had swallowed them alive and Nika had never been happier. They’d taken what little money Maksim had squirreled away and sank it into a gym. Now their business was thriving and their relationship had already moved to the next level.
Maksim leaned down and took Nika’s mouth in a hot kiss. He slid his tongue between her lips and rubbed it against hers. The sensation was exquisite. Nika stood on tiptoe and kissed him back, tangling her fingers in hair that was getting just a little on the shaggy side.
He slid his hand down to her thigh. Picking up her leg, he pulled her knee up to his hip so that she could grind her sex against him. The erotic feeling made her long to go home and make love to the man she could now call her own. Except there was no way she was going to make it all the way back to their apartment. She needed Maksim now.
His hand drifted toward her breast. He cupped the fullness and let his thumb slide over her nipple. She moaned a little, forgetting herself and not even caring. With each additional second she ceased to notice that a crowd of dancers surrounded them. The rhythm of the music matched the thundering of her heart. His lips traveled from her mouth down over her jaw to her neck. She shivered with delight. It felt so good. Here in front of these strangers, she was still Maksim’s woman.
“I want you,” he murmured. “I need you now.”
“What’s stopping you?” she teased. “Propriety? What happened to my bad boy?”
The fire in his dark eyes scorched her resistance. He cupped her bottom in both hands and pulled her flush against his body. She could feel the throb of his erection between them. The soft fabric of his trousers did nothing to hide the hardness of his cock. And when they kissed she felt him push his hips against her in a demand she did not want to deny.
Nika felt a thrill slide down her spine when Maksim took her hand and led her off the dance floor. She twirled a little, eager without even knowing why. Perhaps that was what made it exciting. No more predictable. No more orchids and roses. Just the two of them making their own choices and living life on their terms.
Maksim ducked down a narrow walkway behind the bar. There was a door marked PRIVATE. Nika put a hand over her mouth to stifle a giggle. There was no need to completely act like a teenager. Then Maksim withdrew a knife and jimmied the lock open. Winking, her ushered her through the door and let it close behind them.
The narrow stairs led up and up and up. Finally they emerged on a catwalk far above the action on the dance floor. Nika gazed, mesmerized, down at the writhing people who now looked so tiny. The music was still loud, almost frenzied. The lights flashed and the heat of the entire room seemed to be gathering up here near the ceiling.
“I’m going to have you, Nika,” Maksim told her. “Right here. Right now.”
She threw him a coquettish smile over her shoulder. “Did you really think I’d object?”
He grabbed her hands and placed them on the metal railing that spanned the narrow catwalk. “No. But I always like to give you a chance to voice your opinion.”
“Such a smart man,” she said with a laugh. Even in the midst of erotic love play he could be just a tad silly. Perhaps that was one of the things she loved most.
Then he began kissing her bare shoulders, using his tongue to trace the edge of her dress as it plunged toward the small of her back. She arched her spine and whimpered with sensual need. His lips felt so good she could hardly stop herself begging for more.
“Tell me what you want, Nika.” He placed one hand on her throat, pulling her head back so he could whisper in her ear. “Tell me.”
“Fuck me, Maksim,” she said breathlessly. “Take me now.”
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Her words set him on fire. There they were in a public place, about to have sex in a restricted area. He didn’t care. This was his woman and his time. And when he unzipped his pants and freed his cock the only thought in his head was that he needed to be inside her.
Maksim gazed at the beauty of his wife and marveled that this woman had agreed so readily to belong to him. Her curves were accentuated to perfection by the sexy red dress. Even now her back was arched, her rounded ass on display beneath her short skirt. Even her legs were spread wide enough to accommodate him.
He placed his palms on the backs of her thighs and kneaded the taut flesh. She moaned and quested back against him. Then he tugged her dress up over her backside and admired the sight of the black thong peeking out from between the globes of her ass.
Using his fingers, he spread her cleft wide open and admired the beauty. Even over the heavy scents of alcohol and sweat inside the club below he caught the aroma of his woman. It was a scent he would never forget. Then he delved into her pussy and felt the creaminess of her juices coat his fingers.
She quivered when he stroked her. Maksim was balanced on the edge. His cock was so hard it felt as though the skin might split open. Once he breached her tight channel he was going to come hard. He wanted more for his Nika. He wanted her to come now.
Finding her clit with the pad of his thumb, he sank two fingers into her opening and gently pinched her pussy walls. She gasped. Her knuckles turned white against the railing. Hips quivering, she was already shuddering with the beginnings of an orgasm when he lowered his mouth to her back and blew on the sensitive skin.
“Maksim!”
Her voice nearly pushed him past reason. Then her body snapped and she came hard on his fingers. Trembling and shaking, she pumped her hips as her muscles were thrown into climax.
“I need you,” she begged. “Fuck me now.”
How could any man deny such a request? Tweaking her thong to one side with his hand, Maksim fit the head of his throbbing erection to her pussy and penetrated her warm body in a slow, steady thrust.
He groaned with pleasure as he was joined with the woman who was his match. Excitement made him lightheaded. The dangerous possibility of being caught, the sight of her slightly bent over and accepting his cock, and even the sounds of her ragged breathing made him crazy with lust. Grabbing her hips in his hands, Maksim fucked her exactly as she begged him to.
Thrust after thrust had him sinking balls deep inside her body. His sac tightened as it lightly slapped her ass over and over again. The friction of sliding in and out of her tight hole was deeply satisfying. He wanted it to last forever. Yet he could feel the orgasm beginning in his spine.
The sensation travelled down his legs and into his fingers and toes. He grew lightheaded as the blood raced through his veins. Then the tingling sensation of ejaculation began at the base of his cock. He strained against Nika until he felt the tip of his cock kiss the sweet spot deep inside her body.
“Maksim! I’m coming!”
Her declaration pushed him over the edge. He wrapped one arm around her waist and held her as tightly as he dared while he poured his seed into her body. He jerked with the spasms of release as he gave her everything he had and more. This was his woman and every time he marked her as his own he felt a renewed sense of wonder.
When he was finally spent, he rested his face between her shoulder blades. She was slumped against the railing, her body limp with pleasure. Maksim gently withdrew his softening cock. She gave a little shudder as an aftershock made her muscles contract. Maksim smiled. He adored the little electrical impulses that kept her body going long after his was spent.
“Have I told you today that you’re amazing?” he asked her in Russian.
She turned and nuzzled his chest. “You know it’s cruel to make me practice my Russian right after you’ve turned my mind to mush,” she returned in English.
He continued in Russian. “It’s the best time to learn.”
“I was going to suggest we dance some more.” She put her hand in front of her mouth and yawned. “But I think it might be time to go home.”
Maksim carefully settled her dress back down around her thighs. Lifting her hand, he gave her knuckles a kiss. “Shall we head back downstairs, my lady?”
At that moment the door burst open. A bouncer tumbled out onto the catwalk. It was obvious that the slender, completely non-intimidating man had come up for a smoke. He was holding his cigarettes in one hand and his lighter in the other. He looked more than a little surprised to see them. Maksim kept his face neutral, wondering how the bouncer would proceed.
“You guys aren’t supposed to be up here,” the man said, stating the obvious.
Nika smiled one of her sweetest grins. “I know. Sorry about that. I was just dying to see what the club looked like from up here.”
“We’ll head back down, if you like.” Maksim peered at the man, reading him so easily it was almost sad. This guy had no desire to get into a confrontation, nor did he have much experience with bossing customers around. Obviously the poor man was a bottom of the ladder sort of employee.
Nika had apparently read the bouncer’s body language as well; because she fluttered her lashes at him and smiled so brightly she likely blinded the man. “You know, I was thinking about giving my boyfriend a blow job up here. Don’t you think that would be exciting?”
The poor guy’s mouth popped open. “I, uh.” Then the bouncer looked at Maksim. “Dude, you are the bomb. Seriously.” Then he turned and left the catwalk.
Nika looked at Maksim, wiggling her eyebrows suggestively. “Apparently your awesomeness is just that inspiring.”
Maksim laughed, and then kept laughing because he didn’t want to stop. Nika howled right along with him, both of them grabbing their bellies and enjoying the moment as if it might be their last.
This was what Maksim had waited his whole life to experience. Not money or power or connections, just the powerful knowledge that he was in the exact right place at the exact right time and living life the way he was meant to.
THE END
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