The sexual tremor in her voice was too much, and Nik was undone. He kissed Daria again, but this time, it was to keep them both quiet while he proceeded to do what they both wanted. He was going to fuck her, and public places be damned.
Nik shifting his hold on her body and him reaching to unzip his pants made up the only foreplay she got before his cock slid into her slippery entrance. Even so, it didn’t make any difference. There was no awkward fumbling, Nik’s expertise only ensuring the most sensual excitement as their bodies became one. His thrusts were deep, forceful, and steady, his grip on her hips tight and controlling as he drove Daria closer to the brink of ecstasy with every plunge of his cock. She wanted him so bad, wanted him to fuck her harder and faster, but it was obvious Nik wanted her to die first.
“Oh...God...Nik.” She clutched at his shoulders desperately as he pounded into her.
His head lifted up. “Show me your breasts.”
Her pussy quivered at the order, and the way her inner muscles tightened around his cock prompted a groan out of Nik. Daria’s fingers shook as she reached for her strapless summer dress. The gartered hem allowed her to push the dress down easily, revealing the bandeau top she had on.
“Fuck.” Nik’s eyes nearly crossed at the sight of her bikini top. It was the tiniest thing, made of lace and gold silk. It dipped low to reveal the abundant swell of her breasts before meeting in the center with a huge-ass ribbon that just begged to be unknotted.
“What the fuck is that?” His eyes blazed at her. “No fucking way anyone’s going to see you wear that but me. “
His possessiveness made her toes curl, but Daria managed to arch an eyebrow at him. “And why’s that?” The words were supposed to come out demanding, but instead they came out like a flirtatious invitation with her breathless voice.
His voice turned steely. “Because I don’t share the woman I fuck.” He punctuated his words with a deeper thrust of his cock, and as she gasped at the agonizing pleasure of his penetration, he ordered, “Now, feed me your breasts.”
Daria didn’t bother playing hard to get after that. She wanted him too much to bear it. Unknotting the ribbon on her bikini top, she tossed it down to the sand and when she cupped her breasts, Nik’s head bent down. She raised her breasts up, and Nik caught one nipple in his mouth.
Oooooooh.
Her head fell back, and Daria was unable to think after that. She could only feel, could only pant, she could only hold on to Nik while he sucked on her breasts and pounded into her with his cock. That he could do both seemed like an acrobatic feat to her inexperienced mind, but somehow Nik managed to make it all work.
Daria’s nipples were the sweetest things he had ever tasted. He could have devoured them forever, but Nik eventually forced himself to tear his mouth off her. His gaze immediately swung back to the alley, his dislike of public displays not letting him forget that anyone could walk towards them at any moment.
“Nik, Oh God, Nik.”
Daria’s whispers made Nik’s hips pump faster, his cock driving in and out of her body like a well-oiled machine. God. Damn. It. What made this woman so different from the rest, Nik asked himself savagely. Even though he already knew the truth about her, why couldn’t he stop himself from wanting her? Why did every little thing about her seemed designed to seduce him into obeying her every command?
Just as he started to feel the first stirrings of a powerful orgasm building up inside him, Nik spotted a bunch of teenage boys heading their way, talking about finding a private place to smoke.
One of them saw him and pointed his way. The whole group turned towards him, and Nik saw their eyes widen as they took in the way his body was moving forward and backward, like a man having sex – which he was – and finally, Daria’s naked leg, which dangled over his left arm.
When their dazed eyes moved back up to his face, Nik didn’t even bother to glare or scowl. He simply returned their gazes with a promise.
One step closer, and they would die.
It was a promise he was fully capable of keeping since he always had his security team with him, working incognito. One sign from Nik, and the men would be kicked off the island.
Fortunately, the men weren’t dumb enough to misread the deadly look in Nik’s gaze. But as soon as they started to turn away, Daria chose that moment to let out the sexiest little whimper.
“Nik, please, let me come.”
It was like a siren’s call, a voice that no sane, hot-blooded man would have the power to resist. Upon hearing the sound, Nik wasn’t even surprised when it caused the boys to jerk to a stop before slowly turning around to look back at him.
Nik’s teeth gnashed. A part of him wanted to take the time to get rid of the other guys, but the larger part of him was already lost, caught in a web of sexual euphoria that only orgasm could release him from.
His gaze slid back to Daria—-
Big mistake.
Large gray eyes begged him to give in, and Nik’s cock once again won over his brain.
Pulling his gaze away from Daria’s with an effort, Nik focused on driving both of them over the edge. As he pounded into her, he reached down to tease her clit. The smallest brush of his fingers against the swollen flesh had her eyes widening, and her panting became increasingly louder and more erotic.
“Keep it down,” he gritted out, unable to kiss her into silence since he still had to keep his gaze on the boys, making sure they weren’t tempted to come any closer. They could watch him all they want if that was what they were into, but no fucking way would Nik allow them to see Daria while she had her breasts unbound and she was about to come.
Daria’s fingers dug into his back. “I can’t.” Her head fell back again. “So good.”