Chapter 25
Julianna’s Pov:-
“No-Nowhere,” I stuttered while pressing my back to the sink and gulping hard. I couldn’t stop myself from being nervous around him, he has this effect on me that I can’t control. He took a step ahead towards me and my heart began to beat rapidly against my ribcage.
“Ni-Nikolai,” I glanced around, afraid of getting caught.
“St-stop,” I stuttered looking around nervously but he didn’t and cornered me,
“Nik-”
“Shh..” he pressed his finger against my lips,
“I know you’re wet for me, Miss. Mitchel,” he whispered against my ear while moving his hand in between my legs. His hand moving into panty, his fingers tracing my wet pussy,
“I’ll finish this in your room,” he promised, placing a small kiss against my neck, “Stay wet for me, Kitten,”
He let me go and I felt the absence of his warmth so acutely that I shivered. He had a mischievous glint in his eyes, it made me shiver in anticipation. Nikolai didn’t even touch me and I was so affected.
Julianna Mitchel, what have you gotten yourself into.
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I was laying on my bed, trying to sleep but damn, I can’t sleep, all thanks to Nikolai Vasilev. I can’t believe what happened in the kitchen, he touched me again and I liked it. I always think of staying away from him but whenever he steps closer to me, my body screams for his touch and it’s driving me crazy.
I never did it with anyone before and whatever I feel right now is making me confused, why am I craving for his touch? Why can’t I control myself? I should hate him and should be disgusted but instead, I want more of him.
“The fuck!” I sat up and pushed my hair back, Suddenly I heard a light knock on the door.
Holy fucking shit!
He’s here?
My heart raced as I heard another knock, I felt anxiety build up in my throat. I slowly got up from my bed, my mind was clouded with hundreds of thoughts and worries that I can’t quite figure out.
What the freaking fuck is going on here? My subconscious yelled inside my head.
You are a woman, Julia, you are sexually aroused.
You hadn’t been touched by a guy in years.
Your pussy is fucking lonely, it needs fucking attention. Nikolai is a huge fucking Greek god, he’s hot and handsome and always wore a, “I want to fuck your pussy hard and raw until you can’t fucking walk for days,” all the time.
Jesus! I muttered,
Who cares if he’s a killer or a mafia don, he fucks you good and leaves you craving for more. Don’t tell me you don’t want him, Julia, my subconscious continued.
I want him, yes but I can’t keep doing this. I can’t live here forever doing this with him and forget about my dreams, my family and Stella. He’s a mafia don and a cold blood killer, nothing can change that and no matter how I feel I can’t forget the fact that he killed those men in front of me I responded.
Sure getting fucked by the man who personally destroyed your life isn’t a good idea, Yeah, my subconscious mocked.
And… not to forget he calls you kitten… such a bad kitten, Meow meow. it added.
Shut the fuck up, will you?
Yeah, go, don’t be a spoil spot and enjoy those fucking pleasures he has to offer. Your lonely vagina needs it, to be honest.
Jesus Christ!
I grabbed the knob and pulled the door open. As soon as I opened the door, Nikolai grabbed my face with both hands and pushed me inside. He turned me over and slammed my back to the door, his mouth descended.
The moment his lips touched mine I became jelly, I thrust my tongue into his mouth, he scooped me up, our lips still connected. I threw my arms around his neck and deepened the kiss.
He strolled towards my bed and threw me over my soft mattress. Breathing heavily, I watched Nikolai throw his t-shirt over his head, giving me a beautiful view of his naked chest. He’s so fucking beautiful, his tattoos and most of his skin was covered in ink and his pecs were so defined, every indent and ridge was prominent. I wanted to trace every muscle with the tip of my tongue, and maybe even explore his pierced nipples.
“Remove this piece of fabric off your skin, Kitten,” he ordered,
Inhaling deeply, my fingers grasped the hem of my top and tugged. Nikolai was on his knees on the bed, helping me remove my tank top and throw it to the floor.
“Your pants… take them off,” he told me,
I looked into his eyes and what I saw floored me. It was the purest and simplest form of lust. The most primal. The kind of lust that the Bible talks about. It broke me, that look in Nikolai’s eyes. Turned me into putty. Made me pull my pants and underwear down in one fluid motion. I kicked them off, now lying on the bed completely naked.
“Did you stay wet for me… like I told you to,” he asked,
I swallowed hard before replying to him, “Maybe,”
“Maybe huh!” he chuckled while moving between my legs, his hot breath hitting my thighs. He placed soft feather-like kisses inside of my thighs. I closed my eyes and my mind went blissfully blank as when I felt his tongue swipe its way up my opening and lick my lit. A myriad of sensations swept through me.
He parted the lips of my pusy with his fingers, driving his tongue inside me. The sound of my own wetness further aroused me. I had never known anything could be this gratifying, this intense. The last time he did this to me left jelly inside out and I fucking loved it so much. It felt as though every nerve in my body had been in hibernation until this very moment. Nikolai elicited my cries, my moans, and finally, my orgam.
My climax shook me to the very core and scared me with intensity. If he keeps doing this to me I would never want to leave him or this place. Nikolai’s name was on my tongue, on my lips and held me until I came crashing down to the earth.
I desperately needed air. Nikolai moved over my body and my eyes were still closed. I could feel his hot breath on my eyes which made me open my eyes forcefully. He is so beautiful, this man is so breathtakingly beautiful, his hair was standing everywhere, flying across his forehead. I yearned to push it away but my arms were useless.
He pressed the index finger over my lower lip, “Suck,” he commanded.
Just that one word and I was wet all over again. I pulled his finger into my mouth, tasting the foreign tang of my own cum. It wasn’t exactly ambrosia, but it wasn’t bad, either. Nikolai’s eyes had darkened. He thrust another finger into my mouth, and I sucked on them as if I were sucking on his dik. The idea of giving him a blowjob intrigued me.
He slid his fingers from between my lips and kissed me, his tongue flickering out to taste the remnants of myself on my tongue. I realized that I’d been lifting my hips again, pressing my throbbing pusy against his crotch. It was a blissful feeling, the friction that his jeans provided. I could’ve come just from that but Nikolai wasn’t about to let me.
He was like a jaguar, sleek and agile, as he got off the bed, standing at his full height. I was breathless just looking at him.
“Unzip me, Julianna,” he said, his voice gruff.
The way my name rolled off his tongue and the way he dragged my name made me shudder inside. I swallowed with difficulty, my throat dry. I sat up and crawled to the side of the bed, kneeling in front of Nikolai. His arms were at his side, his hands balled into fists. Before I went for his jeans, I ran the tip of my finger down the trail of soft hair below his navel. His abdomen tensed beneath my finger, but he did nothing.
I popped the button of his jeans and slowly dragged the zipper down. It sounded ridiculously loud, or maybe that was just me. Our eyes locked as I yanked his jeans down his hips, taking his cotton boxers with it. I was now eye-level with his dik, able to see every vein, every drop of liquid seeping from the head. He was impossibly hard, ramrod straight and intimidating. He was big, that much I know but I never thought he would be so turned on because of me.
And looking at his hard dick, I was so fucking wet.
I want this huge dick inside me.
Screw everything, I want this.
Finally, My subconscious murmured.
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