Chapter 16

Nikolai

*What the fuck am I doing?*
Hannah is not mine. I didn't want to own anyone. This whole relationship was a pretense. However, those words, no matter how many times I repeated them, didn't stop the tidal wave of lust, anticipation, and possessiveness that rolled through me when I walked in and caught her half-dressed. I came in here with every intention of apologizing for being an asshole. I’d even started to apologize, but after seeing her body, her full breasts pressing against her forearms in a feeble attempt to hide from me, I was completely lost.
I felt satisfaction pound through me when I looked at her, exposed, fragile, and untouched. That was the part that jumped to life—when I realized that no other man had ever seen her like this. She was untouched by anyone—I was sure of it. That asshole, Jeff, had kept her a virtual prisoner for all of high school, so I'd bet my left nut she was a virgin. Hell, I doubt she’s ever even been kissed before.
It was that understanding, that knowledge, that blazed through my bloodstream like a virus. No one had ever seen her body. Nobody else knew she likes lacy underwear, or that her nipples are deep pink, or felt them harden and jump under their touch. Only me. I didn’t think my dick had ever been this hard in my life. I wanted to reach down and give it a rough squeeze to make sure I didn’t come in my pants like a fucking kid.
I pressed my mouth hungrily against Hannah’s, holding her face with one hand, while the other reached around her waist and crushed her against me. Her awkward reactions, her sounds of surprise and passion, her tentative touches to my shoulders and arms, confirmed to me that this was likely her first real kiss. This evidence sent fire through my bloodstream and made my cock throb like a sore tooth. I hadn’t even put my tongue in her mouth yet, and I was ready to fuck her.
I’d never cared about the sexual history of any of my previous partners. Live and let live. I was hardly a virgin, so what right did I have to judge them? Yet…yet there was something about the sweet vulnerability of Hannah's previously untouched lips.
I lightened the pressure of my mouth and laid soft kisses against the seam of her lips, rubbing the tip of my tongue against them to coax them apart. Power surged through me as I felt her tongue tentatively reach out to mine. Her reaction had me fisting my hand in the silky hair at her nape, holding her still for my rampaging mouth. I wanted to consume her.
I deepened the kiss and my hand reached up to start lightly rubbing her still exposed nipple, lightly pinching and pulling. She jumped as if poked with a cattle prod, but then slammed her hips against mine. I couldn’t stop my hands from reaching down to pull those slim hips even tighter to my groin, grinding my painfully hardened dick against her.
My mouth drifted away from her swollen mouth, down her neck where I bit and sucked on the base of her neck. I’d never given a girl a hickey in my life, but I had to rein in the need to leave my mark all over the soft skin of Hannah’s neck, making sure anyone who looked at her knew she was unavailable.
Hannah was moaning and grabbing at my shirt, her head tipped back against the wall, gasping and panting at each new way I manipulated her body.
I kissed my way down to the nipple I’d been steadily kneading. It was deep rose and rock hard, begging for my mouth. I held up her full breast with my hand and wrapped my lips around the hard tip, sucking deeply. Hannah practically screamed with pleasure, her nails digging into my scalp. While her unbridled response made my cock jump, she was so loud I had to reach my other hand up and cover her mouth.
My full attention back on her swollen nipple, I lightly bit the hardened nub, trying to see how much pain she could tolerate. She loved it all, her head moving back and forth against the wall, steadily moaning behind my palm, jerking her hips in attempt to lessen whatever ache I imagined she was feeling between her legs. Taking my hand from her mouth, I pulled the other side of her bra down and gave her right nipple the same treatment with my lips, tongue and teeth, while I pinched and pulled the left one. Her nipples were so sensitive, if her escalating moans were any indication, and I briefly wondered if she could come from this alone.
I was practically drugged with need for her. I wanted to throw her to the floor and devour her, then lock her in my room and never let anyone near her again.
That thought stopped me short.
This wasn’t me. I didn't react to females like this. I abruptly pulled away from Hannah’s body, but nearly got sucked back in again after seeing her flushed, passion-drugged face and swollen lips.
Jesus Christ, I needed to get away from her.
Eyes still closed, Hannah finally became aware that I had stopped kissing her, and I watched an adorable frown start to come over her features. She finally, slowly, opened her eyes to see what had happened, and found herself confronted with me, now closed off and angry. I couldn’t help it. I was being torn apart with lust while simultaneously being angry as fuck that she had this effect on me.
I slowly pried my hands off of her and pushed her hips gently away from my rock-hard dick. I could tell she didn’t know what to make of any of this, and her floundering innocence was making this even more difficult.
"I'm sorry," Hannah blurted, as she quickly pulled up her bra straps and covered her exposed breasts. I felt guilty as fuck that she was acting so self-conscious.
I scowled. "For what?"
She frowned and shook her head. "I don't know. Everything just stopped, and you’re being so quiet and intense, I didn't know what to say." The red on her face was now creeping towards her ears as she struggled to control her insecurity and discomfort. I wanted to reassure her, but I was too fucked up to deal with it.
"Look, Hannah, I'm sorry that happened. I didn't mean to touch you like that. I know this is just pretend, that we do not have a relationship. It won't happen again." Her jaw dropped, and I could tell she was stricken and confused. I needed to go. Badly.
"Katya will drop you off." I opened the door, but paused to take her in one more time, looking so sexy and sweet at the same time, and then left as fast as possible.