Scream For me

“Oh, this is your club?” I look around, blushing when my eyes land on a couple in the corner. The woman is straddling the man, and judging by the way her hips are rocking, I’m pretty sure they’re actually fucking. “Um…” my voice trails off until a deep laugh brings my eyes back to his.

“Your name?” he asks again, and I can see the amusement in his eyes.Material © of NôvelDrama.Org.

He’s obviously finding it hilarious that I’m so out of my element.

“Elena,” I tell him. “What’s yours?”

“Nikolai.”

“You’re Russian?” I ask, tying together the name and the sexy-as-fuck accent.

“Yes.”

“And you own this club?”

“Yes.”

He doesn’t say anything else, and I’m dying to know every little detail about him, but he’s caressing my thigh again, and I’m finding it hard to think.

“This is your first time in my club?”

“Yes.” My breath catches when he slides his hand up higher, dipping his fingers under my dress and running them along my inner thigh, groaning when he feels how wet I am.

“Such an eager little thing,” he murmurs, leaning closer and giving my bare shoulder a kiss. “You come into my club looking so innocent, but you’re wearing such a slutty dress, Elena, and it’s hiding such a wet pussy.” He slowly drags one finger over my wet slit, nothing but a tiny, soaked

piece of fabric between us. “You’re sloppy wet, little one.”

“I’m not little,” I say. “I’m nineteen.”

He gives my clit a sharp tap, making my breath hitch and my whole body still.

“You’re little to me.”

There’s a warning in his tone. I don’t think he liked that I contradicted him, but there’s no denying what his domineering, alpha side is doing to me. I feel the wet heat of my juices soaking through my panties again, and the grin he gives me is pure sin.

“Interesting,” he says, pressing his finger harder against me so my panties slip between my pussy lips. When he’s given me the world’s deepest cameltoe, he runs his fingers over my bare pussy lips, making me shiver and rock my hips ever so slightly.

“And you shaved for me too? How very sweet of you, pet.”

I almost argue that I didn’t do it for him because I just met him less than twenty minutes ago, but one look at his dark expression has me wisely shutting my mouth. I mean I did shave in the hopes that some insanely hot guy would see it, and here he is right in front of me, teasing the hell out of me with feather-light touches and a cock pressing against my ass that feels impossibly huge. So, yeah, I guess I did do it for him.

Even with my dress covering his hand and the dim lighting of the club, it’s still painfully obvious what’s going on here. When he presses his thumb against my clit and starts to rub me in slow circles, I gasp and look around in shock.

“Eyes on me, little one.”

Nikolai’s commanding voice has me immediately focusing on him again. I wrap one arm around his broad shoulders, noticing the way his lips curve up in a soft smile when I bring my other hand up to rest on his neck. God, how can any one man have such a sexy neck? Everything about Nikolai is pure sex, and when he pulls my panties out of my pussy and slides a finger in, I moan and rest my forehead against his.

“Fuck,” I whisper, making his smile grow.

“Your pussy is very tight, pet.”

We’re so close I can feel the heat of his breath on my lips, and I love how strained his voice sounds. I love that I’m the one making this gorgeous man growl.

“You like my tight pussy, Nikolai?”

He groans and starts to finger me faster before slowing down and letting me feel every slow stroke. When he adds in another finger and slowly starts to fuck me with two, I tighten my grip on him and practically purr in his lap.

“How many men have you been with, little one?”

His fingers keep working me, making it very difficult to focus and answer, and when I take too long, he stops his hand, making me let out an immediate “No!” that has him arching that dark brow at me again.

“Seems you’re a little bit of a brat, too.”

He seems oddly pleased by this new bit of information, but I don’t have time to dig any deeper because he brings his free hand to my neck, squeezing me just enough to really catch my attention. It’s such a possessive, domineering grip, and my pussy clenches even tighter around his fingers at the feel of it.

He lets out a soft laugh. “You are full of surprises, aren’t you?”

“You have no idea.”

His blue eyes watch me, waiting for me to elaborate, and I start to feel a little giddy with the power rush. This big, strong man has his full attention on me, just waiting to hear what I have to say.

“Careful, pet. Don’t get too cocky or I’ll have to bend you over my knee and remind you who’s boss.”

The image that puts in my head has me letting out a soft moan that has his cock twitching beneath me. He groans and runs his thumb over my slightly parted lips.

“Answer my question, Elena. How many men am I going to have to erase from your memory tonight?”

“What?” I ask, still in spanking fantasyland.

He twists his fingers inside me, causing a shock of pleasure to race through me as I let out a small yelp.

“How many cocks have been in this tight little pussy of yours?”

“None,” I whisper, clutching him even harder as his fingers thrust even deeper.

“Don’t lie to me,” he growls, finger-fucking me harder. “I’m not,” I pant. “I’m a virgin, Nikolai.” “Fuck,” he growls, pressing his lips to mine.

I open my mouth to him, sliding my tongue along his and running my hand through his hair, pulling him closer. He brings his thumb back to my clit, working me like he knows my body even better than I do. I whimper and rock my hips against him as best I can, drunk on the taste and feel of him.