breathing constrict as I expose my right breast. My nipple pebbles in the cool air.
Erik drags in a heavy breath, his eyes glued to my nipple. Trailing my fingers across my chest, I swirl my fingertips around the pouty, rose colored peak.
I expected him to make a noise or maybe to kiss my neck. But he shocks me by picking me up and holding me in place against the wall. I wrap my legs around him. He puts his incredibly hot, wet mouth against the pink tip of my breast, sucking and groaning loudly. The noise is hungry and needy, resonating with me on a soul-deep level.
Erik sucks and bites my nipple, causing heat to ripple outward, gathering and concentrating low in my body. My pussy throbs. He brackets my breast with a hand and takes another pull, forcing strange sounds to come from my throat.
I writhe against him, flexing my hips. He answers by rocking his own hips against me, his rigid cock making its presence known.
His free hand comes up to my bare thigh, skimming upward from my knee to my hip. When his fingers reach around to shape my ass, he grunts.
“No panties?” he husks.
I bite my lip, shaking my head.
He smirks. “You are such a bad girl, Nika.”
I tilt my head. “Are you just going to tell me about it? Or are you actually going to fucking do something this time?”
His gaze narrows on my face, almost heated enough to be called a glare. He skims his hand up my arm, catching the strap of my dress and pulling it up. My breath catches.
Erik puts both of his hands on my kneecaps and lowers me to the ground. I stand on shaky legs, not really understanding what he is doing. Then he spins, sliding the elevator grate wide and pressing the button to open the door.
For a moment, I’m crushed. Is this his way of shutting the door on the growing heat between us?
But when the door slides open, he grasps my arm and starts hauling me out of the elevator. I look at him with a bewildered expression.
He grits out. “If you don’t want to lose your virginity standing upright in a shabby elevator, start walking. You have exactly one minute to get in your bedroom and get this fucking dress off. Then I call the shots, wherever we are.”
My eyes widen. I hurry along the hallway toward my rooms, trying to keep up with his decisive pace. As soon as I hit the doorway to my living room, I start thinking of just how I’m going to get out of this dress. Truth be told, putting it on was kind of an elaborate production.
I glance up at Erik, swallowing. He doesn’t look at me; his gaze is fixed on my bedroom door. The second we walk through it, he slams the door closed behind me and pushes me toward my elegant four poster bed. I stumble toward the crisp white linens, kicking off my shoes as I go. He grabs me from behind, nuzzling my ear.
“Time’s up,” he whispers. He draws my hair back from the side of my neck and bites me hard.
It feels so good, having him dominate me like this. The breath leaves my lungs. My eyes roll up in my head.
I hear a loud moan, but it’s several seconds before I put it together that the sound comes from somewhere deep inside me. He walks me over to the side of the bed, taking a step back and ripping my dress down the back. I shudder at the feel of my sudden nakedness, especially when he roughly strips the dress from my body. He shoves his knee between my legs and bends me over the bed. The sheets feel coarse against my face and my sensitive breasts.
When he grips my hips and grinds into me, I moan. “Erik…”
He flips my golden mane off of my neck, running his hand from my nape down my upper back. “Mm. Do you know how long I’ve wanted this, princess?”
I tremble, shaking my head. Turning my head to the side, I can just make him out. “No.”
His lips lift at the corners. “Longer than I would like to admit.” He skims his touch down my spine ever so slowly, drinking the sight of me in. “And now, here you are.” Both of his hands shape the curve of my ass. “All naked and spread for me.”
He thrusts his hips against me roughly, letting me