Forbidden Desires {book one}

chapter 4// mark me

nikki's p.o.v

I turned towards the bathroom, my heart beating, knowing he was following me. Yes, I need this. I need him. My throat felt dry, while the lower part of my body was soaking. Soaking in anticipation, in hunger. I want him, I've wanted this, I've wanted him for so long.

I opened the door, placing my clutch and glass on a shelf. I bit my lip, knowing that he was going to walk through the door. My body knew it. The juices were basically running down my thighs.

I stood in front of the sink, my reflection staring back at me. He's married. But why isn't that stopping us? I heard the door open and close, the sound of the lock turning, exciting me.

I heard his footsteps walking towards me. I look into the mirror, seeing him appear behind me. I opened my mouth to say something but he spoke first. "Shut the fuck up. Don't say a fucking word." I nearly moaned at his language.

His hands made their way onto my body, his fingers caressing the fabric of the dress. I gasped as his hands lifted the dress, I heard him curse under his breath as he noticed that I wasn't wearing any underwear.

I bit my lip, trying not to speak. His hands making me impatient. I don't want to wait.. I need him. "R-roman." I moaned as he quickly grabbed a handful of hair, his aggression making this better. "Shut. The. Fuck. Up."

His free hand, placed my hands correctly on the sink. I watched him in the mirror. He looked at me, "Don't move your hands." I nodded, watching him unbuckle his pants.

I salivated at the thought of seeing his penis. I remember it, big and thick. The feeling of it, breathtaking. I felt him grab onto my hips before slamming into me.

"Fuck." We both moaned at the feeling. I tightened my grip around the sink as he pounded himself into me, deeper and deeper. My juices leaking out of me. I moaned as I felt his fingers digging into me.

I lingered on the thought of him leaving his mark on me. It made me moan, thinking that I would wake up and see his fingers still around my waist. Mark me, I don't care. Bite me. Whatever you want. I'm yours.

I looked into the mirror, our bodies fucking in sync. I watched him, surprised to see his eyes were already on me. His eyes hungry. Ah fuck.

I want to cum, I needed to. I bit my lip, looking at him in the eyes. "Fuck me." His eyes looked at me, they looked darker. "Fuck me, Roman." He groaned before grabbing my arms and pinning them behind my back.

I moaned at the position, allowing him to fuck me harder and deeper. I felt my stomach clench, my eyes becoming hazy. And I loved every fucking second of it.

"Oh, fuck." He chuckled as he pounded into me, knowing that I was coming. I felt my legs lose power, feeling his penis slip out of me. He grabbed me, turning me around. He buckled his pants up again before looking at me.

I looked at him, breathlessly as he ran his fingers through my hair. His demeanor changing from aggressive to something completely different. He kissed me lightly on the neck.

"I'll see you around, friend." I watched as he walked to the door, unlocking the door and walking out. I turned towards the bathroom, my eyes landing on my neck. A small spot on my neck. I smirked to myself as I fixed my hair to cover it.