Nikolai parked his car outside of Victoria's building, switched off the engine and turned to look at her.
They had driven with the windows down and the wind had tousled her hair and had brought a colour of excitement to her cheeks. She was wearing a T-shirt of his along with her pair of jeans that she had worn the previous day but she had rolled the cuffs to mid-calf. She was, in other words, a beautiful rumpled mess and made made him ache just to see her.
He still couldn't get over how excited she had gotten over the simplest thing. Like trying out candy floss, or them going swimming in the lake after the small picnic that he had arranged for them on lake Travis. It was all the things that she wasn't supposed to do, she had told him. Not allowed to do. And with her finest imitation of Mrs. Fred's voice, she would reenact just how she would say, "Ms. Sinn, it is not proper for a lady to sit with her leg stretched out before her. A proper meal should be eaten at the table and not on the side walk like an animal."
They had both laughed and as a flip off to Mrs. Fred's rule, Nikolai had suggested that they go for a swim in the lake.
Victoria turned, tossed back a strand of hair that had fallen over her cheek and said, "Well?"
Her voice brought him back into the present and his lips curved at the corner.
"Well," he said,"I think this is where you say, thank you Nikolai, for such a lovely day." He grinned when she made a face and rolled her eyes at him.
"I hate having to admit to this, but you were right. I had a great time. Thank you."
Nikolai leaned towards her and brushed his mouth lightly over hers. "You're welcome."
They sat in silence for a brief moment, smiling at each other. Then Nikolai cleared his throat, "So," he said, drawing back, smiling politely at her. "have I earned the right to ask for your number?"
"That depends," Victoria replied. "Do you intend on using it? I mean, you already know where I live."
Nikolai chuckled. She was right. It made no difference whether she gave him her number or not. But he still wanted to be able to call her whenever it wasn't possible to meet up. Maybe just to say goodnight.
"I'd like to think that I'll try." He answered wryly.
"Alright. Should we just do it right here?right now?" She asked suggestively.
Nikolai chuckled at the nature of her question. If she only knew the effect that it had on him. "If you insist." He replied.
And when he didn't move, she pulled her phone out of her jeans and held it up between their bodies. He took her phone and entered his number, then called his own phone so he'd have hers.
"I'll call you tomorrow." He said to her, handing the phone back to her.
"Actually, no." She said quickly. "My whole day is booked tomorrow."
"Alright, how about dinner tomorrow evening?
"Call me," she said brightly. "And we'll see."
He reached for her the same time that she reached for the door.
"Am I going to have to start chasing you all over again, Victoria?"
She looked at him, dumbfounded. "What?"
"Don't play dumb."
"I'm not." Her smile was quick. "This is not some polite way of me brushing you off. I really am going to be busy tomorrow. I do have a life, you know."
"As do I."
"Exactly." She said, then swallowed. "This is ridiculous. Are we seriously about to fight about this? Because I would rather not."
"Fine." He said, lifting her fingers to his lips, before releasing her hand. "I'll pick you up at eight tomorrow evening."
"But I asked you to call first ."
He raised his brows at her. "Do you really want to fight this."
It wasn't a question. Not the way he said it. But Victoria did want to remind him that people might start talking if he is continuously being seen coming to her apartment. And yet, she didn't want to ruin what started out as a wonderful day. Later, she told herself. Later she will remind him.
"Fine," she sighed. "But will you atleast give me ahead up before you come?"
He leaned over, curved his hand around her jaw, bent down and kissed her. Lingering over the shape and taste of her mouth. "I'll see what I can do."
"Nick, I'm serious."
He smiled, then brushed his lips over hers once more before pulling back.
"So am I, Princess."
She looked at him, then pouted when she caught the grin on his face and realised that he was kidding.
"You're impossible, you know that right?" She said, pulling at the handle.
"Tomorrow." He said, putting the car in gear and leaving her feeble protest in the roaring sound of his engine. Victoria sighed and walked inside the building.
Nikolai came for her, every night. He drove her home in the small hours of the morning. They'd often spend their weekends together and fly to another state just so that they could enjoy being together without the need to look over their shoulders every now and then. Except for that weekend that Nikolai took her to Paris. He reminded her that he still owed her a weekend getaway.
"I've given my approval for the sale of Hawks ranch." Victoria announced brightly as they sat on the outside terrace of the suite, staring out into the sky.
"You can tell your father that it's his, whenever he wants it."
"I will let him know." He said, lifting her fingers to his lips. "Now," he added, "are you done with dinner?"
"As delicious as it is, I couldn't possibly take another bite." She replied.
"Good." Nikolai said rising to his feet. He then tugged her up beside him. "I have this fantasy of make love to you under stars tonight."
Victoria didn't know that she wanted the same thing until he had said. Almost instantly, she wrapped her arms around his neck and crushed her lips to his.
There was something about Nikolai and they way he would say things. It made her forget who she was and all those awful rules that had kept her from living - truly living her life to the fullest.
"Nikolai," she whispered, as he stroked his hand down her throat.
Her soft plea was like music to his ears. It was all he needed to hear.
"I'm going to take my time and devour you." He whispered.
Victoria's arms tightened around his neck. The rawness of his voice sparked tiny little electric sparks throughout her body and made her heart do a tiny little stumble-step.
He lifted her up and walked over to lounge bed that was only a few steps away, then laid her down in the centre of it. He rained kisses on her forehead to her temples, then lowered to her throat. He drew out one of her round breasts and licked and gently bit her nipple. He then stroked her thighs, then lowered himself, burying his face between them.
It had been so long. Days, which he thought was an eternity since he had tasted her, been with her... and it was never enough. He found himself wanting more, needing more of her.
Tonight he was going to take his time, savour every inch of her skin. He was going to show her just what making love under the stars really felt like.
He was going to pleasure her and her scream his name until her voice dies out.
Tonight, she was finally going to understand that there would never be another Nikolai Hoffmann.
With one ripping sound of her underwear. He entered her on one hard, possessive stroke and Victoria burst into a a million shards of light.
She closed her eyes and sank her teeth into his skin. Trusting him to take her wherever it was that he taking her. Tears stung her eyes as he pumped into her with sweet tormenting strokes, teasing her and pleasing her all at once. The feeling was overwhelming, and her head spinned, her heart soared and told herself that it wasn't true.
It couldn't possibly be true..
She was falling in loving with Nikolai.
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