Chapter 14 The Kiss
"Okay, I know you helped me out last night and today, but I am not obligated to answer all your questions," I hissed, every word trembling with anger. "Let me just grab your damn jacket."
I spun away and stormed into my bedroom, but that was my mistake, because when I turned around, he was right there. He had followed me inside without hesitation, filling the doorway with that infuriating, broad-shouldered presence of his.
"Why are you so angry?" he asked. "It was a simple question."
"Oh, I'll give you simple." I snatched his jacket off my bed and flung it at him. He caught it effortlessly, which annoyed me even more. "Take your crappy jacket—"
I shoved at him, then I took his shirt off, wrestling with it as I yanked it over my head. "And don't forget your shitty blouse," I snapped as I hurled it at his chest.
His jaw ticked. "The man I saw you with, just tell me if he was your boyfriend?"
My mouth froze. "What man?"
"The one who was feeling you up in the parking lot of the Fang Bang Club."
And just like that, the heat between us turned into ice-cold rage. His handsome face, his stupid tattoos, the way he made my body react, it all vanished under the weight of the one memory I'd been trying to forget.
The way we met. The way how he sounded when he called me a prostitute.
"You know what, Niko?" My voice cracked. "Leave. Now."
But he didn't move.
Instead, he stepped closer, dropping both the jacket and shirt to the floor between us like he was discarding excuses.
"It's my turn to tell you no, Wildfire," he said, voice deep enough to shake something inside me. "I'm not leaving until you tell me who he was to you."
"You want to know if he was trying to buy sex from me?" I spat.
"Was that it?" His eyes darkened, unreadable. "Was it only business?"
He leaned in, breath brushing my cheek. "If so, I'd like to do business with you too."
SLAP.
My palm cracked across his face so hard my own fingers stung.
"How dare you!" I slapped him again, harder, fueled by every hour of embarrassment he'd made me suffer. "Insulting me on the street is one thing, but coming into my home and doing it—" My voice broke, shaking with fury. I grabbed my phone and held it between us like a weapon. "Get the fuck out of my apartment, Niko. Or I swear to God, I'm calling the police."
My heart was beating heavily in my chest, and his heart was beating even harder from the way he was breathing, like he was about to turn into the Hulk.
He grabbed my wrist, his grip firm, yet unyielding. "No, you won't," he growled.
"Test me," I whispered, though my body betrayed me as heat pooled where it shouldn't.
His fingers slid up mine, brushing over my knuckles, until he snatched the phone from my hand and tossed it carelessly onto the bed. "I'd rather taste you," he smirked. I swallowed hard as I noticed his eyes grew dark and smoldering.
My body lit up at the thought of his lips on mine. "Do you want me to kiss you?" he asked. He grabbed my waist and pulled me to his body. Our skins pressed hot and urgent against each other. "Do you?"
"Yes," I told him the truth.
"Where do you want me to kiss you?" he asked as he leaned in and pecked the side of my neck where the pulse throbbed violently beneath my skin.. "Here?" he asked, and I gulped, unable to move. He traced the side of my neck with his lips, grazing it so lightly it was torture.
I could only moan.
Then he shifted, pressing his lips to my cheek. "How about here?" His teeth barely grazed my skin, teasing, testing.
Or here?" he asked, moving to the other cheek, his touch deliberate, maddeningly slow.
"Ohhhhhh!" I breathed, arching into him, unable to stop myself.
"What about here?" His thumb slid to my lips, brushing them gently, tantalizingly. His eyes bore into mine, and I felt every nerve in my body ignite as I realized I couldn't, and didn't want to, pull away.
I slammed my lips against Niko's, my neck aching from how hard I was twisting it, making sure I was pressing against him, tasting, claiming, and dragging my fingers through his hair just right. I was on tiptoe to reach him, even though he bent to meet me halfway. He was so freaking tall and I loved it. The heat between us was scorching, and I could feel my body practically catching fire just from having him pressed against me, his tongue dancing with mine.
We finally pulled apart, both of us gasping for air as our chests heaved.
"So you do want me to kiss you," he said, his voice low and rough.
"Yes. But not here," I replied, biting my bottom lip while my fingers traced my top one, nervous and eager all at once.
"Then where?" He raised a curious brow, his eyes blazing into mine.
I stepped close to him again, feeling the heat radiating off his body, and grabbed his hand then slowly guided his fingers down to my panties, pressing his hand firmly against my mound. "Here," I breathed out. "I want you to kiss me here."
"Yessssss! Oh, Niko," I moaned, the sound lost in the small space as he dedicated his attention to my pussy.
His tongue was relentless as he licked my senses away. He ate me against the door, then against the window, and even while I was down on all fours, trembling with my ass up in the air.
I had always heard Ally claim that having someone eat your pussy was a direct ticket to heaven, but I never believed her until this moment. Bright spots of light and what looked like patches of clouds swam into my vision, and I finally understood what people meant when they said they were on cloud nine.
Niko smoothly inserted a finger inside me, and I hissed from the sudden, sharp stretch of pleasure that bordered on agony. He didn’t speak, he just captured my clitoris between his lips, circling it gently with his tongue, all while sinking his finger knuckle-deep inside my tightness.
It didn’t take long for me to reach the edge.
He opened me wide on the bed, pulling me into a position of total vulnerability, and went to town. He ate me with the fierce, focused intensity of a man who had been starved for weeks.
I couldn’t hold it any longer. I grabbed his hair in both hands and pressed his face harder and deeper between my legs until I was trembling out my climax.
He slurped up my juices before coming up for air, his eyes were still dark with hunger and he was breathing heavily.
He focused his gaze on mine. “Even though I know Wildfire suits you perfectly, I’m still curious to know your name.”
"Shelby Stein."