Bound by lies Trapped by Desire novel Chapter 41

Chapter 41

Chapter 41

Elena’s POV:

Nikolai sighs, “It’s not anything too serious. You might even laugh if I told you the real reason.”

Thook my brow. “All the more reason to tell me then.”

Nikolai lets out a wry smile. “I just have this habit since childhood. Because every time I told someone my favorite thing, Dmitri would somehow find out, and it wouldn’t be mine anymore. Happened to my favorite shoes, car, shirt, even a water bottle.” He winced.

And even though he’d expected me to laugh, I don’t. “Damn. That sounds really annoying.”

Nikolai chuckles. “Does it?”

“Honestly. I can’t believe I wanted a little sibling. I wouldn’t have been able to tolerate that. You have a lot of patience,” I say, and his eyes lock on mine. A slow smirk spreads on his face then, and the atmosphere shifts at a startling pace.

“Oh? You must be mistaken. I’m actually a very impatient man,” he says as he moves closer to me, gripping my chin with his thumb and index finger as he smiles and leans in for a kiss.

My heart beats loud in my chest as his tongue invades my mouth, and in a second he’s on me, pinning me to the bed, which causes a loud, startling creak that makes my eyes widen.

“Nikolai. Mom will–hear,” I try to say as I push him back.

He huffs, pulling back, then looking toward the door, which was closed and locked.

“I doubt that. She looked exhausted,” Nikolai tries to reason, but I shake my head.

“The walls are very thin,” I plead, feeling my face heat up at the thought of Mom knowing what we were doing. With the way Nikolai moves during sex, knew for a fact that the bed would creak loud enough for mom to hear,

He sighs then, getting up as he looks around, his eyes stopping on the carpet. He tilts his head, then looks at me, a smile growing on his face. “Well… then let’s just get off the bed.”

“Huh—” Before I can even stop him, his arms grip my hips, pulling me up. I reflexively wrap my legs around his waist, and he’s capturing my lips as he falls down onto his knees and pins me down onto the carpeted ground.

His soft lips press against mine in a heated kiss, and I don’t even think about the fact that we’re on the floor now. Not that it would matter. I vacuumed the carpet in the morning, so I knew it was clean.

I gasp into the kiss when I feel his hot hands glide up my skin, inside my top, and grab onto my right breast, squeezing it and making my body shudder.

He tweaks my nipple as our tongues fight for dominance–a fight I’m definitely losing by the way my mind keeps going blank.

Our breaths are heavy when we finally break apart from the kiss, his gaze searing into me as he pushes back onto his knees, his eyes raking over every inch of my skin.

He bends down then, pushing my shirt up completely as he takes my other nipple into his mouth, and his hand slides into my shorts, making me buckle. I hadn’t worn any underwear. Knowing what was to come.

My spine arcs as he splits me onto his finger, not taking it slow. No, this time it feels like he’s hungry to devour me, and that thought makes me even more turned on.

In no time, two of his fingers are pushing inside of me, making me moan while his thumb rubs at my clit. Sparks of electricity shoot up my spine. “Niko Enough,” I pant, feeling like I’m going to fall off the edge. I didn’t want to come first this time.

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Chapter 41

He pauses then, pulling back as his chest heaves up and down. A slow, dangerous smirk splits his lips as he asks, “What do you want me to dep

I bite my lip, seeing the mischievous glint in his eyes that makes my heart race as I retort, “You know what.”

He shakes his head as his fingers slowly-

ly slow–piston into me as he looks down. “I need the exact words, Malishka.”

God, this was irritating. I feel my face blush as I turn to look away and say, “Fuck me.”

“What was that? I didn’t hear you.” He grabs

chin and turns it to him so that I’m looking directly at him as he smiles. “Louder, Malishka.

I finally can’t take it anymore as I push myself up and glide my palm onto his torso and down into his trousers to grab his cock, making him grunt. My thumb presses down onto the crown where precum is accumulated, and I rub it, making him shudder as I hiss out, “Stop fucking with me, and start fucking me Nikolai Vetrov.”

His lips quirk into a smile even as his face looks like he’s barely holding back, before he pushes me back onto the carpeted floor and says, “Fine. You asked for it.”

He hooks my knees up onto his shoulders and then, without even a single warning, he plunges directly into me, making me scream.

His hand is on mine, muffling my moans as I clench onto him, making him grunt.

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