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  “You flew all night?”

  “Of course.”

  We lock eyes and I’m so choked by his presence I’m unable to move.

  Pablo coughs. “I’m sorry, sir, should I arrange the table?”

  The sexual tension between us is so strong, I’m sure Pablo’s senses are tingling as much as mine.

  Nikolaj slowly unlocks his gaze from mine. “Pablo, where are my manners? I’m sure you must have a million things to do and here I am hogging your time. Yes, please do. I’m sure my friend here must be hungry.”

  We both focus our attention on Pablo to avoid looking at each other.

  “Thank you, Pablo, and here’s a little something for your trouble,” Nikolaj says, tipping the young man.

  I haven’t been able to move from where I’ve been standing for the past five minutes, still unable to believe he’s really here.

  Nikolaj locks up after Pablo, turns around and leans against the door, taking me in. His voracious gaze sends shivers of desire through my entire body. “I missed you.”

  I open my mouth to talk, but I stumble over my words. “You left Tokyo in the middle of your negotiations to fly here to see me?”

  “Ciara, your kisses are like honey. I couldn’t fathom another day without tasting those full lips.”

  I shake my head, unwilling to accept his sweet words.

  “Why are you shaking your head?”

  “Only you would do something this crazy.”

  “It’s your fault, love. Your nectar is like a potion I can’t get enough of and if flying across the world for the past fifteen hours is the price I have to pay, so be it.”

  My God, this man has a way with words.

  “You look beautiful in the morning, Ciara. I can’t tell you how happy I am to see you.”

  “I’m happy to see you too.” The words escape me to my great surprise.

  “Is that an admission?” he asks with a half-smile.

  Oh, what the hell. I am thrilled he’s standing here. “Partially.”

  He steps towards me and closes the gap between us before wrapping me in his arms. “I hope you’re not wearing anything under that,” he says, peeking under my robe.

  “Had I known you were coming I wouldn’t have bothered slipping into this little number I bought in Italy.” I push myself away from him and take a few steps backwards before revealing a sheer white lace bra and a skimpy thong.

  “Ouch. Your nipples are begging for my lips. I’m going to punish you for looking this good in that virginal white lingerie.”

  Jesus, he looks amazing. A few strands of hair flirt with his eyelashes and he brushes them away as he licks his lips. The man has style and he knows it. His dark grey suit fits him impeccably and offsets the white tailored shirt beautifully.

  Damn, those are some fine-looking shoes. They must be Italian or British.

  I’m already so turned on I could drop to my knees to swallow him whole. He’s dangerously hot. “I wouldn’t mind if you wrapped your silk tie around my wrists.”

  “Oh, baby, I can be as kinky as you like.”

  “I’d be disappointed if you interrupted my breakfast and you didn’t make it worth my while,” I say, slipping the robe off and letting it pool at my feet.

  “Damn, I’d love nothing more than to have those long legs of yours wrapped around my shoulders as I gorge on your pussy.”

  “Hmmm, would you?”

  “You act all cool and collected, but we both know your hot little pussy has been aching for days to clench my hard cock,” he says, grabbing the back of my neck and pulling me close to him.

  Oh, crap, he’s talking dirty again. I don’t have a hope in hell of resisting him.

  “Maybe,” I say nonchalantly, pretending his words aren’t making me wet.

  “Maybe? Where should I start?” His tongue brushes my lips and my nipples harden.

  “Perhaps you’d like to take a cold shower to unwind after such a long trip,” I suggest mischievously.

  “Or perhaps I should keep the promise I made the other night,” he says, flashing me a seductive look.

  Shit, he makes me melt inside. “Oh? Which one?”

  “You know, this virginal white bra is getting in the way,” he says his eyes dropping to my breast. “Let’s take it off so I can have free access to your tits.” Before I even answer, he’s already unhooked my bra forcing me out of it. “That’s much better,” he says squeezing by swollen boobs with both hands.

  Damn.

  “You don’t remember?” He slides his hands down and cups my ass, forcing me to press against his hard cock.

  “I can’t say I do.”

  Fuck, if he continues rubbing against me like this, I’ll come without much effort on his part.

  “Why don’t I start by getting you to sit on my face so I can lick your clit until you come all over my face,” he whispers in my ear. Christ. He tilts his head back and catches my gaze. His electric blue eyes are eating me up. “I’m going to make you lose it so much you’ll have no other choice but to bend over, grab my cock and suck me dry,” he continues.

  “A sixty-nine is so old-school.”

  “Honey, I’m not talking about a sixty-nine. Your orgasm is going to be so strong, you won’t have any other choice but to suck my nine-inch cock for relief. You’ll suck me voraciously and you’ll make me come like an animal all over your face.” Good lord, this man’s mouth is a gift. “Is your pussy drenched yet?”

  “Maybe,” I lie.

  “Let me check.” He parts my thong and shoves his fingers inside my wetness. I moan. “Oh, yeah, baby. I’ve made you wet. You’re not so calm and collected after all,” he says, licking my juices off his fingers. “Do you want me to make you come with my fingers, mouth or cock? Which do you want first?”

  This guy is killing me. “I… I don’t know. I can’t think straight.”

  “What if I start by fucking your ass? We haven’t tried anal sex yet. I think it would be so hot to leave my white milk all over your roundness. I want to make it worth your while.” He grins.

  “Christ, Nikolaj, I can’t take this dirty talk any more. I’m so turned on my juices are trailing down my legs and my clit is aching to feel your tongue. Please, fuck me.”

  “I love it when you beg, love.”

  A victorious smile flashes across his face before he pulls my hair back and crushes my lips. He pulls me close, lifts me and carries me to the desk. He takes a step back and devours me with his eyes while undoing his tie. He strips out of his suit and slips out of his boxer briefs without ever leaving my gaze.

  I love watching him undress. He’s so fit he’d put Greek gods to shame. I take in his athletic physique and chiseled abs and stop at his massive erection. “Jesus, your cock is enormous.”

  His hand strokes his jaw as I admire his massive cock. “You like?” He flashes his signature smile.

  Damn, he’s so irresistible right now, it’s not even funny. “I’ll like it even more inside me.”

  “I’ve been stiff as a board for days and no matter how many times I’ve jerked off, nothing compares to being inside your pussy,” he says as he strokes his shaft.

  “Are you going to keep rubbing yourself or do you want me to help?”

  He moves so quickly to bridge the space between us, I slide backwards on the desk. He stares down at me with hungry eyes before gripping my head and crashing his mouth against mine. He’s rough just like I like it.

  “Fuck, I’ve missed your mouth, Nikolaj.”

  “Is that all you’ve missed, love?”

  He parts my lips with his tongue before sucking my lips. The sweet pain sends shivers down my spine and fuels my hungry desire for him. He cups my breasts before pinching my nipples so hard I scream with pleasure.

  “I missed sucking these gorgeous tits,” he says, wrapping his mouth around my nipple.

  “Oh, yes.” I tilt my head back, tangling my hands into his thick hair as he bites my nipple harder. I wrap my legs around his
waist, afraid I won’t have the strength to hold on. “I’ve… I’ve decided,” I pant.

  He slowly lifts his head and meets my gaze. “You’ve decided what, love?”

  “I want you to make me come with your mouth first.”

  “Really? What if I’m not in the mood anymore?” he says playfully.

  “Fuck, Nikolaj, I need to feel your tongue on my clit. I need you to make me come so hard I’ll think I’ve transcended into another world,” I beg.

  “Are you losing control, Ciara?” He looks up at me with an amused grin. “You want it badly, don’t you?”

  “Yes, I want you that much.”

  He smiles. “Spread them wide, darling.”

  I obey, opening my legs as wide as I can. He drops in front of me and impatiently pulls off my panties before reaching for my wetness. When he grabs my clit and sucks hard, I lose it.

  “Jesus.” I groan and arch my back as his hands grip my inner thighs to prevent me from escaping.

  “Move and I stop.”

  I stare down into his blue eyes. Damn, he’s serious.

  He holds my gaze as he trails kisses on my inner thighs. “Don’t rush it, you know I’ll make you come. Enjoy the ride,” he says as he brushes his finger between my lips.

  I relax and rest my head on the desk before closing my eyes, allowing him to take over my senses.

  “Oh, Nikolaj.” I yank up my hips and move closer to his mouth as he strokes around my clit. I’m dying for him to pull me into his mouth and suck me hard until I lose my fucking mind. But he doesn’t. He makes me beg for it.

  I need to come.

  I push his head aside and drop my hand to my sex. I place two fingers on my clit, ready to rub myself to climax, when he grabs my hand, forcing it back to the desk and locking it firmly in place. “What are you doing, Ciara?”

  “Make me come. Stop torturing me,” I beg.

  “I’ll decide when you’re ready to explode, baby,” he says before teasing me with his warm breath.

  “Why are you doing this to me?”

  “I don’t care to know how things worked with the other guys you’ve fucked before me, but your orgasms belong to me now. Are we clear?”

  “Oh,” I say, surprised by this domineering side of him. We lock eyes until I nod in agreement.

  “Good girl. Now let me go back to work.”

  He licks me slow and steady in rhythmic caresses, toying with my clit and driving me insane.

  I can caress myself to orgasm, but it’s never this freaking mind-blowing. “Fuck, I’m close, Nikolaj.”

  He licks my clit quick and hard and I quiver. Then he wraps my clit with his mouth and I lose it.

  “Shit, shit, shit,” I scream as I grip his head with my thighs.

  He slowly pushes my thighs apart and stops.

  “Oh my God, you’re stopping again. I’m so close,” I cry out.

  “I know you’re close, baby. Your clit is pulsing against my tongue and it’s making my cock even harder. I want you to come so I can fuck your throbbing pussy hard.”

  I stare at him with eyes half closed. His dirty mouth is something else. “Come on, Nikolaj, don’t make me beg more.”

  “I love seeing you like this,” he says with a grin.

  “Why are you enjoying tormenting me like this?”

  “I’m making it worth your while, love.”

  He licks my clit and I pant as I lift my hips close to his mouth while I clamp my hand on the back of his head. He slides a finger inside my pussy while he slides a finger inside my ass and I come undone.

  “Holy fuck, Nikolaj,” I scream out. Sucking harder and harder, he growls and I go off like a rocket, engulfed by the first wave of my climax ripping through me. My body quivers uncontrollably as the second wave of my orgasm hits me and I grip the edge of the desk and hold on with the last ounce of strength I still have left. “Ohhh,” I whimper, closing my eyes.

  I go limp. I’m spent. He fucking owns me.

  “You see, it was worth waiting for,” he says, standing over me.

  “You’re so evil. You made me beg for it and I came so hard I can’t remember my own name.”

  “Sweetness, what good is it if you don’t lose all your senses?”

  “It’s been such a long time, I had forgotten how good a man’s tongue could feel against my clit.”

  “What do you mean?”

  Shoot, I come hard and now I divulge stuff about my ex-lovers to this guy? What’s wrong with me?

  “Nothing,” I say, lowering my eyes.

  “I doubt you’ve been celibate because the way you move in bed and the way you suck my cock suggests you’ve had some practice,” he says, winking at me.

  “I can’t tell if that’s a compliment or not.”

  “You know I can’t get enough of you. Should I assume your past lovers, including the Count, might not have been able to measure up?” he mocks.

  “Look at you. You’re so proud. You think you’re the Superman of sex.”

  “No, seriously, Ciara. A woman like you shouldn’t accept bad lovers. Why would you ever settle for a man who cannot satisfy you fully? You deserve better, love.”

  He’s definitely a whole lot better. “Let’s say I got dazzled by the royal title and thought it would translate into a royal cock. As for the guy I was seeing, it’s a long story. Let’s drop it, Nikolaj.”

  “We’re a great match, you and I,” he says, kissing my lips tenderly. What a contrast from a few minutes ago when he was crushing my mouth.

  “Are we?”

  “You know we are. I wouldn’t have bothered flying all the way here if we weren’t.”

  “So you’re here purely for the sex?”

  “Are you looking for a convenient way out?”

  “I didn’t mean it in a bad way,” I say softly.

  “I can pretty much have any woman I want. Heck, I can buy any sexy little thing my heart desires. There are plenty of women in Tokyo who have been throwing themselves at me, but you’re the only one who’s been consuming my thoughts.”

  “Oh!”

  “Oh, yeah, love. If I just wanted sex, I didn’t have to travel so far for it. I want more of you and I won’t take no for an answer because I know you’re dying to give yourself to me,” he says, trailing his fingers across my lips.

  Am I so transparent?

  “I’m not going to push, but you should know I’m here in Barcelona for the next four days to be with you.”

  I’ve been showered with lavish gifts and men have flown me to extravagant resorts all over the world, but things are so different with Nikolaj. No other man has dropped everything in his life to be with me like this. “Seriously?”

  “A few hours with you wouldn’t be enough. I want to sleep next to you tonight and I want to wake up with your crazy mane all over my face tomorrow morning.”

  “Are you saying you were too cheap to book your own room so you’re going to crash here?” I say jokingly.

  “Yeah, you can read me like a book.” He nibbles at my neck.

  “You don’t have any other ulterior motive for crashing in my room? Are you sure it’s not because I get to suck your cock whenever I want to for the next four days?” I slide my hand between us and wrap my fingers around his hardening shaft.

  “Oh, baby, what a novel idea.”

  “You know, it’s not fair I came and you didn’t.”

  “Truly, you should be arrested for not paying enough attention to my needs.”

  “Yeah, you could throw me in jail or you can push me down to my knees and demand I suck your cock right now,” I say, drinking him in greedily.

  “Oh, yeah, I much prefer the latter.”

  So do I.

  I curl my hand around his neck, pulling him closer to me. His hands slip behind my back, forcing my body to meet his lean physique. I slide my tongue between his lips and he devours my mouth. He moves slowly, exploring the roundness of my ass with one hand as he caresses my breast with the other. Each
touch becomes more pressing, more urgent as I stroke him harder and harder.

  “God, you do that so well.”

  I soften my stroke, squeeze him lightly and trail my tongue along his jaw and down his neck, following the natural demarcation on his chest. I taste the sweetness of his skin as I trace along his torso, down his V muscle, stopping right above his hard cock.

  “Fuck, Ciara,” he grunts.

  I look up into dangerously dark and seductive eyes begging me to suck him.

  “Are you getting impatient?” I lock eyes with him and I’m so turned on. I can’t believe I’m wet again. Desire runs through my body at the intensity in his gaze and my clit throbs impatiently. “I want you to come inside my mouth. I want your warm milk running down my throat as I suck you dry.”

  His jaw tics in response.

  I drop to my knees and I bite my lips at the sight of his massive cock. “I think I’m going to enjoy this more than you will,” I say before kissing the base of his cock, my eyes still on his.

  “Ciara,” he hisses. “Jesus Christ, you’re going to make me lose it.” He closes his eyes as my lips travel up and down the length of his cock and I know I have him exactly where I want him.

  Oh, yeah. I relish the small victory. I might have lost my composure a few minutes ago, but right here, right now, I’m in complete control of his pleasure in a way I haven’t been since I left Toronto, and I’m going to savor every single second Nikolaj is at my mercy.

  I love how he responds to my mouth.

  I wrap my fingers around the base of his shaft and I run my tongue up and down several times before teasing the end of his cock and licking away drops of his moisture.

  “Don’t stop, baby,” he says, clamping his hand behind my neck.

  I enjoy his moans and I’m delighted to hear his heavy breathing. Two can play at this game.

  I take him whole into my mouth, sucking him harder and harder while I pump my fist up and down his shaft, massaging his balls with my free hand.

  He growls, a deep primal sound that hardens my nipples. His hand fists my hair, controlling the rhythm as he pushes deeper inside my mouth, hitting the back of my throat.

  Oh, no, baby. I’m controlling this dance. I push his hands and pull my head away in a long, slow, hard suck.

  “Fuck,” he lets out before screaming my name.