Fake Marriage, True Love

Chapter 6

I could see nothing but hunger and rage storming in Nikolai’s eyes. I… I did not know what to say or what to do at the time so there I was… Just standing in front of him, frozen and stupefied.

He drew closer towards me until his body pressed against mine and his lips slowly grazed against my lips. I could only shut my eyes and clench my fists while my heart was racing against my chest. It sounded too loud that it made me even nervous just thinking that Nikolai could hear it.

For the first minute, he was leading the kiss, which was slow and felt intimate that I was so close to losing all my senses. Only then, I felt something hard poking against my belly and there was no mistaking it… T-That was h-his… His… J-Just the p-word in between the legs of every man. I tried pushing him away because his kisses started to feel aggressive and, heavens… I needed to breathe.

I groaned as I tried to break our kiss but he just let his hand drop from my waist down to my leg. For what felt like eternity, he finally let me breathe, making me gasp for air yet he just looked like he was deprived of something with the way he looked at me. I must admit that that was the most intense kiss I ever experienced, but of course, I’d never tell Nikolai that. Who knows? He might just tease me for it.

Thinking that it was all over, I looked up to him and said, “I… I should go so y-you can–”

Before I could even finish my statement, he lifted me up against the wall. Of course, my immediate reaction was to hold onto his bare broad shoulders, making me blush in no time. Gulping, I stared into his wild silver eyes.

“Y-You… Maybe I-I–”

“You’re not going anywhere,” he breathed.

Pressing his body against me as if to pin me against the wall, his hand held the back of my head and sealed my lips again. It was hard to resist him, especially when his kisses were kind of an addictive drug. His other hand, then traveled from my leg up to my bottom, making me jerk up but he still held me in place.

He was so different from the Nikolai I first met. That was for sure. At the moment, he was like a wild beast wanting to devour his prey but was simply holding back just to savor me for some time. As I slowly got lost in his kisses, the next thing I knew was that my dress was already unzipped and I was bare naked right in front of him. My body was on fire as his hands wandered around and his lips seemed to ignite more heat each time he kissed a part of me.

As he lay me down on his bed that also had that intoxicating tangy scent of citrus just like him, he hovered over me. A part of me screamed that I must run away because if I didn’t, it might just become too impossible to escape from his grasp. However, another part of me whispered that I should stay there and tame the beast going berserk inside of Nikolai.

A-Anyway, the way he gazed down at me made me feel a bit uneasy so I covered my chest with one hand, and my private area with the other. I even looked away from him with heat burning my cheeks.

How did we even end up like this?

He then said in a whisper, “No need to hide them.”

With a piercing gaze, he looked at me as his other hand pinned both of my wrists above my head. My breathing became more erratic as I felt like he could see right through my very soul. Shutting my eyes, I hoped nothing but he would go easy on me.

“Is this your first time?” he asked in a rough and raspy voice.

“Y-Yes,” I barely managed to say.

“Then, remind me to go easy on you.”

A moan escaped from my lips when I felt his hand right at my private area. It was embarrassing yet it felt good at the same time that I did not want him to stop at all. As he played with it, he planted kisses on my neck, to my collarbone, and down to my chest. I could only hold onto his broad shoulders and whisper his name over and over again until I was so close to reaching my c****x.

However, before it could wash over me, Nikolai stopped.

“W-Why did you s-stop?” It was a ridiculous question but I was just disappointed and aggravated since he stopped at the wrong time.

“Your first o****m should be when I put it in you.”

Only then, I felt the tip of his pen*s right at my opening, making me shudder and tighten my grip on him. Who wouldn’t get nervous when his pet was damn big? I-I doubt it would fit inside me. S-Should I just give him a bj? I… I mean… Wait… I… Don’t think i-it would fit my mouth as well.

Unable to hold back the question that circled in my mind, I asked, “W-Will it fit in?”

“There’s only one way to find out.”

“N-Nikolai–”

He cut me off. He sealed my lips once more with his other hand flicking and pinching right at my n*pple. The pleasure did take over, but I could feel him entering more. I let my nails dig into his skin as I shut my eyes tighter as if it could help ease the discomfort. He continued penetrating me without rush, which I was thankful for, but seriously, I was not ready for this. He never gave me a heads-up so I could have prepared.

After some time, I could feel his entire size inside me. The feeling was a mixture of pleasure and uneasiness, but when he looked at me with a concerned look, I could not help myself but hit him on the chest.

“You should have told me we’re doing this.” I covered my face with both hands because of embarrassment. “I wasn’t even wearing matching underwear.”

It may be quite a late reaction, but I was just reminded of the advice that my friend, Jennifer, said before. Matching underwear would make a great impression, she said but I did not even follow that one.

“That does not really matter,” Nikolai said, “because matching or not, they’d just end up on the floor anyway.”

Only then, I felt him pulling out almost all the way until only the tip was inside. As he entered again, I wrapped my arms around him. He did this a couple more times before he went in and out in a steady rhythm, making me realize that s*x felt way better than I ever expected.

“I-I think I’m gonna c-c*m,” I whispered in between my moans.

Right after I said that, Nikolai’s pace suddenly went faster. I dug my nails deeper into his flesh as I could feel something was coming and with one deep thrust from him, I arched my back. I scratched at his bare skin as I cursed under my breath while my first org*sm washed over me. He remained unmoving for a while, watching me squirm under him as indescribable pleasure tingled my body.

The moment our gazes met, however, told me that he was not yet done. He slipped out of me before demanding that I should lay on my chest and raise my hips a bit. I had no idea what he was planning to do, but I followed either way. Will he be giving me a massage or something, but what’s with the ‘raise your hips’?

That question of mine was immediately answered when Nikolai entered me again without saying anything. His bare body pressed over my back as he continued slamming into me. For some reason, he was not as gentle as before that the discomfort I felt before, which I thought had vanished, came back.

“D-Don’t be t-too rough,” I reminded him.

“You already org*smed,” he replied.

I did not fully understand what he meant, but it was clear he had no plans on going easy on me this time. Gripping at the sheets, he thrusted into me harsher than before yet I felt distracted at the same time as he played with my chest and bit on my neck.

I could feel another org*sm coming as he pounded me at a faster pace. His room was filled with my moans and the slapping sounds as our bare bodies met. I could also hear his heavy breaths as if he was also close. He gripped at my hips and by the time I buried my face into the pillow and cursed with a scream, I could feel him org*sming as well while still being inside me.

My toes curled as another wave of pleasure washed over every part of me. As he hovered over me, it felt like our breaths were in sync. We stayed like that for several minutes before he slipped out and lied beside me. I could barely move and was too embarrassed to face him after all that noise I made so I just buried my face in his pillow.

Either way, I could feel his gaze focused on me.

“Unsatisfied?” he asked.

That question was beyond outrageous so lifting my head to look back at him, I replied, “I did not say anything like that!”

“You’re acting like it. Just tell me if you are, I can do you more–”

I did not want to hear him say anything else so I covered his mouth.

“I-I’m sa-satisfied, okay?”

Why was he even asking so casually? He then grabbed my wrist and pulled me into him, letting me lean on his chest. Now that I had a clear and closer view of his torso, he kinda sweat a lot. Would it be okay to touch it though?

I lifted my gaze to him and saw that he seemed to be asleep already. With that being the case, I think he would not even know I tried touching those abs, right? Gulping, I rested my head on his chest again, listening to his rhythmic heartbeat, before slowly resting my hand over his abdomen.

I pressed at his abs and they were indeed as hard as they look.

“Is it your first time touching a man’s abs?” he suddenly asked in a rather bored tone of voice.

I rolled my eyes.

“Of course not,” I lied. “With this beauty I have, men even volunteered to let me touch theirs.”

I was expecting him to speak more, but then it dawned in me that he had gone to sleep. Placing my hand over his well-toned stomach, I also closed my eyes and drifted off to sleep.

I had no idea how long I was out, but the moment I woke up, I was all alone in the room.