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I GUIDED HER SOFT, supple, warm body to the bed, and she laid down before me, eyes pinned to mine like she was waiting for me to make the next move.
But I just wanted to admire her for a moment. God, she was so gorgeous, it almost hurt to look at her. That body, soaked and dripping water, her lips parted, her eyes dark with want, it was everything I had needed from the first moment I laid eyes on her. As soon as I’d held that perfect body against me when I danced with her back at the club, I had known I was helpless to resist everything she wanted from me. If she needed something, I would bend over backwards to get it to her – and if there was anything I could do to make her happy, I would.
“Come here,” she murmured, and she reached her arms out to me and pulled me down on top of her. I was already half-undressed, and the feeling of our bare skin coming together like that was electric. I wanted to ask her if she felt it, too, but she was kissing me, so hard that I couldn’t think of anything else, and I knew I had to be inside of her sooner rather than later.
“Mmm,” she sighed, as she cradled my head in her hand, letting me kiss down her chin and to her neck, tasting the sweet oil that lay on top of her flawless skin. I moved my hand between her legs, felt her slickness there, and listened to the sound of the gasp she let out when I touched her. I knew she wanted me. And I didn’t have it in me to deny her any of that desire, not while we were here, together, in bed, where we belonged.
I unzipped my pants and tossed them aside, trailing my fingers around her slit as I did so, watching as her body tensed with need for me. She wanted me to fuck her, I could tell that much, and it was tempting to make her wait, to make her beg, but this wasn’t about games – this was about the two of us taking what we wanted and doing what needed to be done, grounding ourselves with each other, pulling ourselves out of the chaos that had just erupted and finding one another in the midst of it.
I planted myself at the entrance to her pussy, and wrapped my arms around her tight, pulling her in near to me as I pushed my hips forward to enter her. She gasped, her hands grasping for my hand, the feel of her fingers on my skin downright electric. She hooked her feet around my thighs to pull me in deeper, tangling us so there wasn’t an inch of space left between us at all, and I looked deep into her eyes as I moved inside her, admiring the tiny details of her that I had never had a chance to see before – the curve of her full bottom lip, the flutter of her lashes, the pink tinge to her cheeks as I fucked her.
She felt perfect. Beyond perfect. Something I had never experienced before in my life – I wasn’t sure I could put it into words, and I wasn’t sure it mattered either way anyway. When I was with her, when we were together like this, everything else just vanished. The world could have been burning outside, and I wouldn’t have noticed as long as she was here with me, where she belonged, where we belonged.
I moved deeper into her, filling her, pushing myself into her up to the hilt so I could watch the pleasure in her face begin to build. She leaned up to kiss me again, her lips barely brushing against mine, and then smiled at me as she brushed her fingers through my hair. That smile – full of want, full of passion, full of something I didn’t quite have a name for yet – made me go even harder.
I wanted to see her come. I wanted to see her lose herself to me, to the feeling of me, to the feeling of us together, the way we belonged – it was more than just want, it was need, a deep, profound need that took over everything else inside my head, made it all feel pointless. How could anything else matter when the two of us were together? It couldn’t. We just needed each other, and everything else would be okay, that’s what we had to hold on to. Nothing came close to the way she made me feel when we were like this, and I knew we were meant to be together in this way – whether anything more was to come of it when this was over, I had no idea, but I didn’t care. As long as I could have her all to myself for just these few delicious moments, I would take anything else that came my way.
“Oh,” she groaned, and she pushed her head against my chest, rolling her hips back to meet me, her body tensing, a picture of the pleasure she was feeling right now. I went harder, not holding back, feeling my own orgasm start to build fast. The sight of her unable to hold herself back turned me on in ways I didn’t think were possible – that, matched with the intensity of the night already, was enough to take me right to the edge, and I knew I couldn’t hide from it much longer.
Suddenly, I felt her contract around me, her orgasm taking control all at once as she cried out. The sound filled the space around us, and I held myself deep inside of her as I felt her clench around me. She flipped her head back, gasping for breath, and the sight of her contorted features as she came was enough to push me over the edge myself.
I came deep inside of her, holding myself in her for as long as it took. She clasped me close to her when I was done, like she wasn’t ready to let go, not for an instant, not for a second; I hung on to her, pressing my body against hers, feeling her shudder as the pleasure washed over her.
And then, slowly, I pulled out, fell to the bed beside her, and pulled her into my arms once more.
She nestled against me and closed her eyes; it wasn’t long before she was asleep, right there in my arms, unable to keep awake after everything she had been through today. I dropped a kiss on the top of her head, and felt the tiredness creeping up on me, too. Soon enough, I passed out right there next to her, falling into a deep, dreamless slumber that took me right through to the crack of dawn the next morning.
I might have slept longer, had it not been for the call that I woke up to; from Mauro, of course, who else. I reached over groggily, carefully shifting so I could move Nadia onto the bed without waking her, and picked up the phone.
“Hello?” I greeted him. It was early for him to be calling, and he must have known that. Had something happened with Roger? Maybe he needed me to help out at the police station or something.
“Hi,” he replied. “Have you heard?”
“Heard what?” I asked, rubbing a hand over my face. I was still so tired from last night, and a part of me wanted to wrap Nadia up in my arms and just go right back to sleep again. In fact, that sounded like about the best thing in the world right now.
Mauro let out a long sigh. Whatever it was, this was serious – he rarely let out that much emotion at once. That alone was enough to make me turn in to try and work out what might have been going on.
“The club,” he began. I winced. I had been away from it last night, and I figured that wouldn’t have been a good look, given that I had just gotten the place. I was meant to be showing everyone how great it was, how much could be made of it as a nightlife spot, and I had been in the middle of nowhere breaking up a fight between one of the dancers and a client who had gone too far.
“What happened?” I sighed.
“They burned it to the ground.”
Everything stopped dead around me. I must have heard him wrong – right? Because there was no way he could have... no way he actually meant...
“Who did?” I demanded.
“The Serbians,” he replied. “They took it out when you wouldn’t meet with them.”
“They burned the club down,” I muttered. I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. I had known people to do some pretty fucking shady shit when things didn’t go their way, but this...
“Was anyone hurt?” I asked. That was the main thing at the front of my mind right now. I didn’t want to deal with a body count on top of everything else.
“Not as far as we know,” Mauro replied. “But – it's going to get nastier from here, Andreas. You need to stand up to them.”
“What the hell did they think was going to happen?” I snapped back. “If they want a war, then I’ll give them a war.”
The rage was screaming through my veins. I knew this wasn’t the time to be making big decisions, but I had no idea how else to handle the shock of this right now. They could have killed people. I doubted they would have cared much if they had, to be honest. But I... I wasn’t going to let them get away with it.
“Come meet with me as soon as you get the chance,” Mauro instructed me. “We need to work out how we’re going to approach this.”
“Oh, I have a few ideas,” I snarled back. I couldn’t hold back the fury now. I was going to show them that they didn’t get to just walk into my business and make a mess of things. My father had tried with everything he had to make things right again, to get us mainstream so we didn’t have to hide anymore, but that was about to change. If I had to bring the fight to them, I would do it.
I would do anything it took.
“Don’t do anything until we’ve spoken,” he ordered me, and I knew he was right. I needed a level head to guide me through this, even if all I wanted to do was rip them apart at the seams.
“I’ll come with a gun,” I replied, and I hung up the phone.
I was furious, the rage pulsing through me in a way I couldn’t control. I got to my feet, and I was about to storm to the door – when all at once, I remembered Nadia was right there behind me.
I turned to find her looking at me, her eyes wide. And I knew, at once, that she had heard every word out of my mouth.
