Chapter Four
“Oh my God, who wouldhave thought you’d hate snorkeling this much?” If they had been out of the water, Daria would have doubled over in laughter, her mind filled with images of Nik with a disgusted look on his face the first time he had fish eating crumbs of bread from his hand.
Pulling off the mouthpiece of his gear, Nik only shot Daria a forbidding look in response, his gorgeous face unsmiling.
It only made her laugh harder.
“Shut up.” His tone was a mixture of annoyance and amusement. No one had ever laughed at him before, Nik thought. No one except Daria, so why the hell didn’t the fact make him angry?
As Daria dove back into the water, still without the lifejacket that their guides had implored her to take, Nik found himself brooding at all the things he had never done in his life but had ended up doing with her.
He had never held a woman’s hand while walking, especially not in public. He had never eaten anywhere except in restaurants where his privacy could be guaranteed. He had never let a woman stay the night with him, not even Miranda, and yet tonight would be Daria’s fourth night in his room.
Too many damn firsts, Nik thought. He had to—-
Daria suddenly popped out in front of him, making Nik jerk in surprise.
Daria grinned. “Oh my God, did I scare you?” She planted her hands on his shoulders even as she laughed.
Glaring, he tried to disentangle himself from her, but she only shook her head, still laughing. Ignoring his struggles, she moved close, her legs wrapping around his waist under the water while her arms went around his neck.
He stopped struggling.
There were still other guests snorkeling around them, and if he pulled away, those underwater would have a close-up view of his erection.
“Provocative little vixen,” he muttered even as he pulled her tighter towards him. With his lifejacket on, he was able to carry her weight as he swam away from the others.
When he stopped, Daria only grinned up at him. “I can feel your cock,” she whispered teasingly. And as if wanting to emphasize it, she locked her legs more tightly around his waist and started grinding herself against him.
“Daria, dammit.” But even as he stiffened and tried to keep her hips still, the heat in his cock only pulsated more demandingly, as if wanting to meet Daria’s thrusting hips with its own thrusts.
Finding Daria’s eyes clouded with the same desire that was messing up his head, Nik was unable to help it. His hips pumped forward, causing his cock to press hard against her folds.
Daria whimpered.
Nik cursed under his breath.
Her eyes clung to his. “I want you, Nik.”
Again, his hips reacted before his brain could consider its actions, and this time the head of his cock nudged against her clit.
Daria started to moan, but Nik managed to cover her mouth in time, and the sound was lost in his kiss. “Quiet,” he hissed against her lips. “If you want me to give you what you want, you will do everything I say.”
Daria could only nod, her eyes wide on him, her brain turned into mush as every cell in her body ached for Nik’s possession. Between their bodies, she could feel Nik’s hands becoming busy, and she tried to help him as she could, clinging to him so he wouldn’t have to hold her and worry about her staying afloat.
With Nik’s back to the yacht and the other guests snorkeling, it was up to her to make sure that no one swam their way – at least not close enough to see Nik unzipping his shorts and pulling her bikini bottom to the side.
“Daria.”
He waited until she looked at him, and once she did, he entered her. He savored the look on her face as he penetrated her with his cock, his desire intensifying at the way her eyes dilated and her lips parted.
“Oh, Nik.” Her voice made him shudder, and he pulled her roughly towards him, his fingers digging into her buttocks as he thrust deeper into her.
She clung to him, biting her lip harder with each thrust, doing her best not to make a sound.
Even without looking at Daria’s face, Nik knew she was trying her damnedest to keep quiet. Perversely, it made him want to torment her, made him want to see how long she could last before she started moaning, whimpering, and gasping like she usually did.
He turned his head slightly, Daria shivering as his mouth brushed against her ear. He whispered, “You’re so damn tight.”