Separated

Chapter 30 - Nikolai

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"It feels so weird to be back here as an invited guest instead of an unwanted intruder." She mouths as we enter my home. Her now heel-less feet padding across the wood finished floors. Something I could definitely get used to.

"I hope you're not hiding unwanted weaponry." I sarcastically reply back, taking off my suit jacket and throwing it onto the couch of the living room.

"Don't worry, I didn't bring a rifle. But I do have this." She lifts her navy-blue dress up to her mid-thigh, unstrapping a gun and dangling it between her long fingers.

"Don't tell me you do that to any person you're comfortable with." I grumble. I sure as fuck would never let her do that in front of anyone and I definitely wouldn't let anyone see it. Except me of course.

"You're the first." She replies, placing the gun on the coffee table before she makes her way over to me, gleaming. 

Without her heels she was much shorter than she was a while ago. And I liked that. It enabled me to look at her, really look at her. Her short pitch black hair that stopped just above her shoulder line, her deep brown eyes that were now filled with mild curiosity, her small soft nose, her rosy cheeks, and her god damn full red lips.

"I wonder what I'll find on you." She whispers her hand snaking its way around my neck.

"Wanna check?"

"Very much. But I must confirm. Mr Fedorov, am I the first to do this?" Her breath fans my face the soft scent of lillies and jasmine and something entirely just her washing over me.

"Very first."

"Hmm. I like that." She offers as she starts to begin a body search. Only, every touch from her elicited a spark. A spark I don't think ever will be enough.

"Hmm, a knife." Minori tilts her head, facing with a smirk plastered on her face before she throws away the said knife. Good thing they're all covered.

"Another one." She finds before that too gets thrown away. I was being disarmed one by one by this woman with her newly unlocked bold personality and I couldn't care less. All my mind was thinking about was how I could make her mine for the whole wide world to know.

Crouching down, she starts to check around my ankles, lifting up my dress pants. I liked the view from here. A lot.

"Hidden treasure." She singsongs as the gun too gets thrown away but a little more gently, landing on a rug. 

"I like you down there. Looking all pretty."

"I wouldn't get used to it if I were you. I like being above people. Literally and figuratively."

Don't I know that.

She stands up to her full height once again, but the knowing smirk she has been donning for the time she has been in my house was ever present.

"I finished my search. But something tells me I'll find something more."

"Then you must continue your search. I insist."

"Oh yeah?" She breathes out taking her time to undo one button at a time of my dress shirt. With each button undone, the urge to touch her increases. But I keep it all in. This was her time. I have no idea if she had let anyone touch her in this way since what she has experienced, but in the case she hadn't, I didn't want to push her in any kind of way. Especially to not push her away from me.

"My, my. I suppose my instincts were right. I have found a lot of somethings." She says as she traces along my pectoral muscles where a few of my many tattoos leave a mark on me.

"You'll find more."

"I will?" She taunts taking off shirt completely before her hands explore my backside.

I give an affirmative nod.

"For now, I find something more intriguing."

"Hmm, and what is that?" I ask, genuinely curious in what she finds more interesting.

"This." She wraps her arms around my neck, all on her tiptoes bring my head down towards hers. Her full lips planting softly on mine as she explores mine. Soft and sweet strokes.

Somewhere within me I already knew, that this was going to become an addiction but now that I was tasting her, I was certain she was going to become the high I was going to chase and chase and chase all over again.

"Was it as intriguing as you thought?" I question, hoping for another.

"It could be better." She taunts, a look of challenge glowing within her.

I don't take a moment to think about it. This time, cupping her face with my hands, I stake her mouth. Exploring her, tasting her, biting her. A moan of pleasure comes out of her from our exploration, and I swallow the sound whole, sending the sparks she already created, grow to a flame.

Still in a trance from her sweet taste that was just purely her, and still deep in her mouth, I bring my arms around her body and scoop her up, to which she responds by wrapping her legs around my torso. I stalk further into the house and up the stairs, barging into my room, letting the both of us fall onto the bed.

"Are you okay with this?" I ask, confirming that what I want was something she also wanted.

"More than okay." She replies flipping onto all fours hovering and trapping me in, but I wasn't complaining. "Now, show me what you're made of."

This woman. Now, this woman truly is something.