Page 67 of Caged
“Is that right?”
I’m genuinely intrigued.
With every touch he places on my thigh, it’s like another part of my resolve melts away. I turn my attention to the lights of Vegas as they flash past in the window. Even the breeze coming through isn’t enough to cool this scorching heat between us.
“What are you thinking about, krasivaya?” His deep voice catches my attention.
“What I want to eat.”I can’t hide my smile, even when I know deep down, I don’t deserve to be happy. One night.
My heart races. I’m not supposed to understand him.
“What does that mean?" I suck in a breath, “krasivya?” I say in my best American accent.
“Beautiful. We can work on how you pronounce it maybe?” he says with a playful grin, making my cheeks heat.
Shit. He has no idea.
“So… Anything you like on the menu?”
He shuffles uncomfortably in his seat, I catch a glimpse as his hands tighten around the steering wheel.
“Mhm, there are a few things I wouldn’t mind getting a taste of,” I reply, happy with the redirection of our conversation,
He nods slowly, his eyebrow raising as he looks at me. This time with pure fucking hunger. Enough to make my breathing go heavy.
“But I didn’t see your cock on the menu,” I trail off.
The veins on his neck protrude when I lick my lips, deliberately placing my hand on his thigh to rub slow circles over his pants.
I suck in a breath as his palm clamps over mine and he pulls it further up his leg, letting me feel how hard he is for me.
“I wanted to do this properly,” he mutters under his breath in Russian, before swerving left abruptly, making my side hit against the door.
TWENTY-SIX
NIKOLAI
Song- liMOusIne (feat. AURORA), Bring Me The Horizon.
Fuck.
I can’t resist her anymore. As soon as I slam on the brakes, I unbuckle her belt and grab her in my arms. It’s a squeeze, but she just about manages to straddle me in this tiny sports car.
Her nails run over my scalp and I have to physically stop the groan.
“Well, it looks like your pussy is my appetizer tonight.”
This damn woman has me under some sort of spell. That has to be the only explanation for this. Gliding my hands up her bare thighs, they slip under that tight dress.
Just thinking about how delicious her ass looks in this has my cock pulsing.
I’m an ass man and I need to bury myself in hers, now.
Rubbing my hand over her lace panties, her wetness soaks through onto my fingers.
“Seems like you had the same idea as me,” I say, earning me a mischievous smile from her.
“Maybe,” she replies, biting down on that plump bottom lip.