A Fling with the Greek Billionaire (5 page)

“
Keep quiet
.” He punctuated the command by biting her lower lip, but the punishment backfired as it only made Daria moan again.

He kissed her harder, and lifting his head just enough so he could scowl down at her, he muttered, “Dammit, Daria. You’ll have people coming here if you keep—”

As he spoke, Daria chose the exact same moment to rub her breasts insistently against him, and the feel of her pointed nipples brushing against his chest made him bite back a groan.

“
Please, Nik
.” Daria knew she was being shameless, begging for Nik to make love to her in public, but she just didn’t care. She wanted him.
Now.

Her gaze locking with his again, she started grinding herself against Nik’s rock-hard body, seducing him, imploring him, doing everything she could do to make him surrender. “Nik,
please
—”

The sexual tremor in her voice was too much, and Nik was undone. He kissed Daria again, but this time, it was to keep them both quiet while he proceeded to do what they both wanted. He was going to fuck her, and public places be damned.

Nik shifting his hold on her body and him reaching to unzip his pants made up the only foreplay she got before his cock slid into her slippery entrance. Even so, it didn’t make any difference. There was no awkward fumbling, Nik’s expertise only ensuring the most sensual excitement as their bodies became one. His thrusts were deep, forceful, and steady, his grip on her hips tight and controlling as he drove Daria closer to the brink of ecstasy with every plunge of his cock. She wanted him so bad, wanted him to fuck her harder and faster, but it was obvious Nik wanted her to die first.

“Oh…God…
Nik
.” She clutched at his shoulders desperately as he pounded into her.

His head lifted up. “Show me your breasts.”

Her pussy quivered at the order, and the way her inner muscles tightened around his cock prompted a groan out of Nik. Daria’s fingers shook as she reached for her strapless summer dress. The gartered hem allowed her to push the dress down easily, revealing the bandeau top she had on.

“
Fuck
.” Nik’s eyes nearly crossed at the sight of her bikini top. It was the tiniest thing, made of lace and gold silk. It dipped low to reveal the abundant swell of her breasts before meeting in the center with a huge-ass ribbon that just begged to be unknotted.

“What the fuck is that?” His eyes blazed at her. “No fucking way anyone’s going to see you wear that but me. “

His possessiveness made her toes curl, but Daria managed to arch an eyebrow at him. “And why’s that?” The words were supposed to come out demanding, but instead they came out like a flirtatious invitation with her breathless voice.

His voice turned steely. “Because I don’t share the woman I fuck.” He punctuated his words with a deeper thrust of his cock, and as she gasped at the agonizing pleasure of his penetration, he ordered, “Now, feed me your breasts.”
 

Daria didn’t bother playing hard to get after that. She wanted him too much to bear it. Unknotting the ribbon on her bikini top, she tossed it down to the sand and when she cupped her breasts, Nik’s head bent down. She raised her breasts up, and Nik caught one nipple in his mouth.

Oooooooh.

Her head fell back, and Daria was unable to think after that. She could only feel, could only pant, she could only hold on to Nik while he sucked on her breasts and pounded into her with his cock. That he could do both seemed like an acrobatic feat to her inexperienced mind, but somehow Nik managed to make it all work.

Daria’s nipples were the sweetest things he had ever tasted. He could have devoured them forever, but Nik eventually forced himself to tear his mouth off her. His gaze immediately swung back to the alley, his dislike of public displays not letting him forget that anyone could walk towards them at any moment.

“Nik, Oh God, Nik.”
 

Daria’s whispers made Nik’s hips pump faster, his cock driving in and out of her body like a well-oiled machine.
God. Damn. It. What made this woman so different from the rest
, Nik asked himself savagely. Even though he already knew the truth about her, why couldn’t he stop himself from wanting her? Why did every little thing about her seemed designed to seduce him into obeying her every command?

Just as he started to feel the first stirrings of a powerful orgasm building up inside him, Nik spotted a bunch of teenage boys heading their way, talking about finding a private place to smoke.

One of them saw him and pointed his way. The whole group turned towards him, and Nik saw their eyes widen as they took in the way his body was moving forward and backward, like a man having sex – which he was – and finally, Daria’s naked leg, which dangled over his left arm.

When their dazed eyes moved back up to his face, Nik didn’t even bother to glare or scowl. He simply returned their gazes with a promise.

One step closer, and they would die.
 

It was a promise he was fully capable of keeping since he always had his security team with him, working incognito. One sign from Nik, and the men would be kicked off the island.

Fortunately, the men weren’t dumb enough to misread the deadly look in Nik’s gaze. But as soon as they started to turn away, Daria chose that moment to let out the sexiest little whimper.

“Nik, please, let me come.”

It was like a siren’s call, a voice that no sane, hot-blooded man would have the power to resist. Upon hearing the sound, Nik wasn’t even surprised when it caused the boys to jerk to a stop before slowly turning around to look back at him.

Nik’s teeth gnashed. A part of him wanted to take the time to get rid of the other guys, but the larger part of him was already lost, caught in a web of sexual euphoria that only orgasm could release him from.

His gaze slid back to Daria—

Big mistake.

Large gray eyes begged him to give in, and Nik’s cock once again won over his brain.

Pulling his gaze away from Daria’s with an effort, Nik focused on driving both of them over the edge. As he pounded into her, he reached down to tease her clit. The smallest brush of his fingers against the swollen flesh had her eyes widening, and her panting became increasingly louder and more erotic.

“Keep it down,” he gritted out, unable to kiss her into silence since he still had to keep his gaze on the boys, making sure they weren’t tempted to come any closer. They could watch
him
all they want if that was what they were into, but no fucking way would Nik allow them to see Daria while she had her breasts unbound and she was about to come.

Daria’s fingers dug into his back. “
I can’t.
” Her head fell back again. “
So good.
”

In front of Nik, he saw the boys shift on their feet, visibly affected by the sound of Daria’s words.

God. Damn. It.

“Then come.” Nik gave it everything he got, no longer thinking of prolonging their pleasure. He withdrew his cock to the fullest before sinking it back into her aching depths. “
Come now
.” He did the same thing again with his cock but this time, he also tugged at her clit.
 

Thrust, tug, thrust, tug—

Daria’s eyes rolled back.

Thruuuuuuuust. Tuuuuuuuuuug.

Daria came with a scream, her fingers scraping against his back. Her entire body shuddered and then her hips were moving wildly, triggering Nik’s own release. His own hips slammed down on her, and his movements became frenzied as well. Even as a part of him kept watch at the other men who were eyeing him with a mixture of envy and shamed fascination, Nik couldn’t help losing himself in Daria’s body, couldn’t help surrendering to the power of the orgasm that threatened to sweep them both away.

When it was all over, Nik kept Daria in his arms, allowing her the time to get her breathing back to normal and her body to recover. Only when he was sure that she was properly rested did he slowly let her slide down to her feet. He gave her back her bikini bottom and helped her right her dress. When they were done, he glanced at her face and found Daria’s eyes shining and her cheeks flushed with pleasure. She looked like she had just won the lottery.
 

Another thought intruded, a sly voice saying it was either that…or she looked like a glowing bride. Nik clamped down on the thought. It was goddamn stupid, and he had no idea where it even came from.

Small fingers locked with his, making Nik blink when he realized Daria had held on to his hand again. He waited for his body to reject the contact, waited for his mind to warn him about how this would lead him to believing in stupid things.

But nothing happened.

And that wasn’t good.

Daria felt near to bursting in pleasure when Nik didn’t pull away from her touch.
Slowly but surely
, she told herself. She was going to get rid of whatever commitment-phobic concerns he had one at a time.

Still holding his hand, she stepped round the corner first and promptly stopped dead when she saw the group of younger men on the opposite side of the alley.

Nik joined her, his arm curling around her waist possessively. His voice was utterly casual when he asked, “Enjoyed your show,
boys
?” The last one was spoken with a curl in his upper lip, and Daria found herself fascinated. For someone who seemed to be an average Joe, Nik sure did a good job at being snobby and intimidating.
 

The younger men could only cough and stammer incoherently in response, none of them able to meet Nik’s eyes. But even as they walked away in a hurry, Daria overheard one of them mumbling, “It was a hot show, though.”

His friend nodded. “I nearly came—”

An ominous growl escaped Nik’s throat.

Daria’s jaw dropped. “Did they just—”

Nik cursed in Greek, and hearing it, the two boys she overheard talking whitened and ran ahead of their friends. Seeing it, their companions broke into a run as well.

She crossed her arms over her chest, asking, “So they heard us making love?”

Fucking,
he corrected her in his mind, but he didn’t say it out loud. He told himself it was because he needed her to be in love with him and
not
because he didn’t want to hurt her. Beautiful liars like Daria Everest didn’t get hurt.

Meeting Daria’s gaze, he said levelly, “Yes. They did. Does it bother you?”

“Mm…I don’t know.” Her voice turned thoughtful, her gaze watchful as she asked him, “Did it bother
you
?”

He only shrugged, unwilling to touch the question even with a ten-foot pole.
 

A coquettish smile flitted over her lips. “It made you
jealous
, didn’t it?”
 

Nik answered it with a stoic look.

Looking at him, Daria knew it was all the answer she would get, but it didn’t matter. She could
feel
his real answer, and it was more than enough for her.

Moving back to his side, she twined her fingers with his. She held her breath all the while, a part of her expecting him to pull away.
 

But he didn’t.

They started walking again. When they passed by a boutique that yielded their reflections on its display window, Daria pulled him to a stop and pointed. “Look.”

Nik frowned as Daria preened beside him in front of the display window. “What?”

She pointed again. “Our reflections.” She looked up at him with a beaming smile. “We look great, don’t we?”

He rolled his eyes. “You are
incredibly
vain.”

She only laughed. “Honestly, you’ve got a really bad opinion of me, don’t you?” She rolled her eyes back at him. “What I mean is that we look good
together
.” Her arm curled around his, her body snuggling next to Nik’s as she leaned her head on his shoulder. “See?”

He refused to comment.

She took his phone out of his pocket and before he realized what she was up to, she had already taken a photo of them. “There you go.” She returned the phone to him. “Deep inside, I know you want a photo of us, too.”

Her winsome smile amused and disgruntled him at the same time, especially since he realized then that it
was
true. If he didn’t want a photo of them – of
her –
he wouldn’t have hesitated to delete the photo right then and there.