Ice & Prejudice

Chapter 65

Ria's POV:

His lips descended to my neck, and he began to kiss with a fervor that made me gasp. His kisses were hard and insistent, leaving a trail of hickeys that made my breath quicken. He was relentless, licking, biting, nibbling, and sucking in a way that drove me to the edge of my control.

"Nik," I breathed out, my voice strained but filled with a mix of pleasure and challenge. Every touch, every kiss was a spark that ignited more intense feelings within me.

He didn't falter, his hands still firmly holding my wrists, keeping me in place as his mouth explored further. The sensation of him getting more turned on beneath me was palpable, and I could feel the heat of it through the water.

In retaliation, I decided to up the ante. I started to grind against his hardness, the friction and pressure building an almost unbearable tension between us. Nikolai's eyes darkened, his breathing becoming more erratic as he struggled to maintain control.

"Stop it," he warned again, but his voice lacked the authority of before. He was losing his composure, and I could see it in the way his eyes bore into mine with an unspoken challenge.

I didn't relent. I continued my movements, not breaking eye contact, my challenge clear. The intensity of the moment was electric, and every movement seemed to heighten the tension between us.

Without warning, he shifted his focus downward, his kisses moving to my breasts. His mouth was hot and wet, his lapping and sucking leaving no room for doubt about how much he wanted me.

I cried out when he sucked my left nipple, hard, the sensation almost too much to handle. His determination only spurred me on, intensity was evident in every touch and every gasp. He used his free hand to play with my other nipple and bit the one he had in his mouth, eyes not leaving mine.

"Oh, God, Nik!" I leaned my head back in pleasure as he sucked harder. His fisted my right breast, then went to assault it with his mouth, while he circled my hard left nipple with his fingers. Teasing it in a torturingly slow way. My clit throbbed against him as I grew wetter by the second.

Then he pecked me on the lips, as I tried to catch my breath. "You didn't actually think you'd win this little game, now did you?" He teases, his gray eyes sparkling with playfulness.

But before I could argue back he got up, I instantly locked my legs around him. He held my ass and thighs firmly as we exited the bathroom and headed to the master bedroom. He sets me on the bed rather gently and I sit up in front of him. "Choose a safe word."

Yes. Yes. This is happening. We're finally gonna fuck. Fucking finally!

"Victoria," he raises my chin to meet his eyes. "Are you okay?"

"Yup," I nod, a little to eagerly and I just know he can tell. "Just zoned out for a second."

"We can stop-" He starts, but I cut him off.

"No!"

He laughs, "Okay, okay, got it. No need to shout, miss Bossy."

I could barely contain the rush of anticipation coursing through me. My heart raced, a wild mix of nerves and excitement. Nikolai's hands were steady, even if his eyes betrayed a flicker of uncertainty. He was still waiting for my consent, every bit the respectful and attentive partner he had always been.

"Do you have condoms?" I asked, my voice coming out a bit more breathless than I intended. My fingers brushed against his as I reached out to help him retrieve them. He gave a reassuring smile and nodded, pulling a sleek box from the drawer of the nightstand.