Chapter Two
Nik’s question turnedout to be moot. Daria, her arms still around his neck, her breasts rubbing tantalizingly against his chest with every breath she took, only cocked her head to the side, an impish smile on her face as she murmured, “I had sex with just one man in my life, but we made love four times.”
Goddamn. Beautiful. Liar.
Nik was torn between pushing Daria away and kissing her punishingly until she wasn’t able to think of more lies to feed him. How the hell could someone look so innocent – she even felt innocent, dammit, despite her provocative manners – and yet be so used to acting with deceit?
The first time they had met, Daria had told him she had never been with anyone else. And yet when he had gotten his security team to check her background, he had learned that Daria was nothing but a money-grubbing witch with a talent for toying with rich men.
In front of him, Daria flashed Nik a seductive smile as she said huskily, “That’s where all my experience comes from.”
Self-loathing burned deep inside him as his body reacted to Daria’s voice, his desire only growing stronger even as she uttered another blatant lie.
Nik strove to bury his anger deep inside him. Allowing the rage to fester would make him more prone to mistakes, might even make Daria realize he was on to her, and he was determined to avoid that at all costs.
Nik’s plans for revenge depended on making Daria fall in love with him – someone she thought was a poor local, ideal for a summer fling but one she would undoubtedly discard upon leaving the island.
Daria’s smile wavered a little when she thought she glimpsed a hard light in Nik’s eyes. It was almost like he hated...her. The unexpected thought had her blinking, but when she looked at his eyes again, it was gone. Even so, she asked hesitantly, “Is something wrong?”
Nik forced his lips to curve into a mocking smile. “Nothing’s wrong.” He leveled a look at her. “Except for the fact that you seem hell-bent on seducing me in public.”
His deadpan tone had her relaxing, and all her worries fled. “Oh, you realized?” she teased. Tiptoeing again, she brushed her lips against his. “I really want you.”
The way she started rubbing himself against him had his cock throbbing. His teeth gnashed. “Daria—-”
She responded by pushing her body closer to his, causing Nik to bite back an expletive. “Does the word ‘public’ not mean anything to you?” he grated at her even as his hold on Daria tightened and he found himself torn between arousal and self-disgust at how goddamn weak he was against her.
Daria only gave him a solemn nod. “It does.” Her eyes twinkled. “It means the chances of getting caught...” Her voice turned sultry. “—-are going to make things more exciting—-”
His control snapped.
A gasp escaped Daria as Nik hauled her to him, but the sound soon turned into a breathless laugh as he swept her up in his arms.
Carrying her, Nik walked further down the alley, and when they rounded the corner, she instinctively wrapped her legs around Nik’s waist as he pushed her against the wall. The new position hid her from view but allowed Nik to see anyone coming through the alley.
Nik’s hooded eyes captured hers. “You make me do the craziest things.” His voice was rough with desire, but there was also an odd note in it, and the sound tugged at her heartstrings.
He was so serious, she thought. Did he ever laugh? That she had to wonder made her heart squeeze even more painfully, for him, and she unthinkingly reached up to touch his face, whispering, “Once in a while, crazy is good.”
His body stirred at the words, but the tender light in her gaze made Nik’s chest tighten in a way he didn’t like.
Disturbed and distrustful, Nik sought to eliminate everything except the fiery need between them. Instead of answering her, he caught her lips in a kiss, his tongue thrusting inside her mouth without preliminaries.
She kissed him back, her hunger matching his. It was the only true thing about her, Nik’s sexual experience recognizing Daria’s genuine desire for him. And that, Nik thought grimly, was what he’d use to teach her a lesson she would never forget.
Lowering Daria back to her feet, he swiftly worked on getting her bikini bottom out of the way, stuffing the tiny triangle into his pocket. When she was up in his arms again, her back against the wall, her eyes wide on his, he didn’t waste any time, his fingers immediately finding her sex, which was already slick and wet.
Daria moaned at the first stroke of his fingers, and her hands moved over his shoulder. She clawed his back, and the pain made his cock throb harder. Another stroke, and she let out a keening cry, forcing him to cover her mouth with his.
“Keep quiet.” He punctuated the command by biting her lower lip, but the punishment backfired as it only made Daria moan again.
He kissed her harder, and lifting his head just enough so he could scowl down at her, he muttered, “Dammit, Daria. You’ll have people coming here if you keep—-”
As he spoke, Daria chose the exact same moment to rub her breasts insistently against him, and the feel of her pointed nipples brushing against his chest made him bite back a groan.
“Please, Nik.” Daria knew she was being shameless, begging for Nik to make love to her in public, but she just didn’t care. She wanted him. Now.
Her gaze locking with his again, she started grinding herself against Nik’s rock-hard body, seducing him, imploring him, doing everything she could do to make him surrender. “Nik, please—-”