So that was exactly what I’d done and now here I stood, my back pressed against the cool metal of the bathroom stall as Nikolai's mouth worshiped mine. He stole everything in that moment. My breath, my exhaustion, my despair. I felt alive as his hands moved up from where they were holding on to my wrists so he could link our fingers together. As his body pressed against mine in that stall, I took a chance and kissed him back.
And just like that, everything changed.
As soon as my tongue swept over Nikolai's, he let out what I could only classify as a growl and then his mouth was crashing down on mine. His unabashed hunger ratcheted up my own desire. I bumped my hips forward to try to get some relief for my pained cock. With the way Nikolai had me pinned, I couldn't move my upper body much, but that didn’t mean I couldn’t grind my groin against his to make it clear what I wanted.
What I needed.
"Fuck," Nikolai breathed as he ripped his mouth from mine. I used the opportunity to catch my breath but quickly found that I couldn't bear to lose that physical connection with him. I pressed my cheek against his so we’d still be skin on skin. My body felt like it was on fire. I couldn't recall a time I'd ever been so hard. It actually hurt. I felt like every part of me was wound too tight.
“Nikolai,” I whimpered.
"I know, baby," Nikolai said as he dropped my hands and clasped my face between his fingers. His mouth settled on mine again. He kissed me long and deep. When he tore his mouth from mine again, I opened my mouth to protest.
“Not here. Not like this," Nikolai interrupted before I could say anything.
I didn't give a shit where he took me or who might be listening, but he didn't give me a chance to tell him so. Instead, he kissed me hard and then he grabbed my hand in his before practically ripping the stall door off the hinges. Several guys watched hungrily as we walked by. A few of them were well on their way to reaching their own sexual gratification, but I barely noticed. I was too focused on the way Nikolai’s thumb was rubbing softly over mine as he held my hand. It was such a sweet, gentle move that contradicted the frantic situation.
I was dimly aware of Nikolai talking to someone on his phone, but I couldn't make sense of words. As we exited the bathroom, he turned left instead of right. We passed a handful of guys as we left the building through the back exit. There were a couple more guys in the alley engaging in various sex acts. Sitting at the end of the alley was our SUV.
Nikolai yanked the door of the SUV open and ushered me into the back. The partition between us and the driver was up. As soon as Nikolai was inside the vehicle, he slammed the door shut and then his mouth was back on mine. The vehicle began moving but I didn’t care about where we were going. All I cared about was Nikolai.
When Nikolai tore his mouth from mine, I couldn’t help but let out a little cry of despair. It lasted only as long as it took for him to pull me onto his lap so I was straddling his legs. His hand snaked around the back of my neck so he could pull me down for another kiss, but I was already there. I grabbed his face in my hands and covered his mouth with mine.
Like in the bathroom, his touch consumed every part of me. Nothing else existed except for him. Electricity danced up my spine as Nikolai’s mouth made love to mine. But as good as it was, it wasn't enough. The desperation that had ebbed only a little bit when we’d walked out of the club was back in full force.
I needed to get off and I needed it now.
There would be plenty of time to explore Nikolai's body later. What I needed now was him inside of me. I reached my hand down between our bodies and sought out his zipper. His hardness brushed my shaking fingers as I worked the zipper down. Despite my need to feel his cock buried deep inside me, I couldn’t help but imagine how good it would feel to take his flesh into my mouth. Would he be demanding and rough as he shoved every inch of his cock down my throat or would he lavish me with praise as he stretched my mouth with his thick shaft? God, I didn’t even care how he took me—fast or slow, hard or soft, it didn’t matter. I just needed… him.