Chapter 52 Soreness
Isabella's eyes went wide.
Tempt?
He was the one holding her and he's talking about temptation.
If anything, he was the one clouding her senses with this type of movement.
He was never like this.
Even if he had shown a bit of affection, it was never in a fluffy way like this—holding her from behind and kissing her earlobe.
Isabella bit on her lower lips for the umpteenth time, to stop the erotic sounds from slipping out even though her full lips were swollen and sensitive.
"You're shaking." Nikolai murmured against her skin, his ips rubbing against her sensitive neck.
Nikolai's deep voice vibrated straight to her core, awakening the sleeping swollen lips that began pulsating.
"I need to shower, Nikolai. Let me go." Isabella struggled from his unyielding grip. One of his hands was rigid against her waist.
Isabella soon felt something strong poking her behind like a stick.
What was that?
Was that...his?
Her mouth fell open, eyes bulging in surprise.
"It's evening. You still have time. I'm hungry, Isa." He rasped hot against her skin.
He wasn't nibbling or sucking at her skin again but instead, inhaling the sweet scent of her arousal.
"No, I need to. I didn't clean myself after... I... I—fell asleep." She muttered in a low tone, ignoring his statement about hunger.
"No need to worry about that. I cleaned you up."
"YOU WHAT!" Isabella shrieked, her face reddened instantly as she batted her lashes.
"I cleaned you up."
"I heard you the first time!"Isabella shouted again.
She found it utterly embarrassing that he had done such a vile act.
He could have woken her up to clean herself. She could only wonder how he did that!
Fuck! It was truly disgusting.
Nikolai who noticed the way hairs in her skin rose up in panic and the erratic beating of her heart chuckled and turned her around to meet his intense gaze.
Isabella who didn't expect such action, gasped and her hands shot to his broad chest in an instant.
She swallowed, her head tilted all the way to the back as he stared into her darkened gaze.
Nikolai had long forgotten the restraints behind. He wasn't going to hide or pretend any longer that this little golden-haired woman and jade green eyes lady didn't stir his heart.
He believed it wasn't love because he had never experienced what it meant to love someone either family or friends.
Now, obviously, the concept of love certainly wouldn't apply to the woman who he held tenderly in his arms.
Isabella didn't know she was transfixed into his gaze until she felt his warm hands caress her cheeks for the second time.
"Baby girl..." His voice was terribly low and rough as if he was trying to sound more gentle when the storm in his head was saying vigorously.
Isabella shuddered, and looked away. The hands that were in his chest were immediately brought down when she felt the intense vibration of his voice on her palms.
She pulled away, creating a miniscule space between them just to be pushed back up and her hand instinctively shot up to hold his arms to stabilize herself.
"Niko—" Her breath froze in her throat.
"I told you I was hungry, yet you ignored me." He sounded like a buffed panda who was whining about food and Isabella was dumb-struck.
What's happening with Nikolai? He's acting all too different like his brain cells have been altered.
"You can go to the kitchen and get some food or you can let me go and I will get you the food." She offered.
A wicked glint flashed in Nikolai's eyes as he pulled her closer to his body which only made Isabella trembled more like a leaf.
She could literally feel the heat emanating from him and it made her body go hot and the brain became nebulous all over again. Even the throbbing ache in between her legs intensified.
"My favourite food is here. No need to go to the kitchen."
"Oh!" Isabella who was oblivious to his statement chuckled, "if your food is here why don't you eat while I go to the bathroom." She said, turning her head aside to see whether any test was laid out for him.
The instant she turned her head, Nikolai's hands slid from her face to the back of her head, and he pulled her back to him.
A knowing smile appears on Nikolai's face and he leaned in dangerously close that their lips were a breath apart.
Isabella who thought that Nikolai' was about to go against the rule, instantly placed her hands on her lips but then that wasn't where Nikolai was aiming for.
He pressed his lips softly to the outline of her lips. He kissed her ever so gently at the corner of her lips which took Isabella by surprise.
Then slowly, he trailed his lips down to the covers of her jaw, biting and sucking while elicting a soft mewl from Isabella whose brain no longer worked for her.
As soon as she felt Nikolai's warm lips at the sides of her lips, a new refreshing warmth spread throughout her body.
Maybe it's because he was kissing her corners gently, more than he had ever done.
Isabella shivered as his tongue traced down to her collar, aiming in between the curves of her breast.
"Ah! Niko!" A guilty moan slipped out of her when he bit her nipple through the sheer fabric of her dress.
For a while she had forgotten that Nikolai had said he cleaned her up which undisputably mean that he had changed her clothes.
Why did she think of that?
She felt herself being lifted gently in his arms and dropped down on the bed.
"I've gotten your permission, so there's nothing holding me back."
Perplexed by his words, she asked, "what do you mean?"
"You said I'm free to eat my meal. You're my meal baby girl. Now spread those legs wide open for me."
Isabella's jaw dropped instantly and she wished so much for a bucket of water to be poured over here head.
She didn't say that, imagining herself as the meal.
"You've gotten me — Ah!" She winced when Nikolai got tired of waiting and pried her legs open while he adjusted his knees on the floor.
"Lay on your back for me." He ordered.
Isabella was compelled to do as told but she shook her head, defying his orders.
"Nikolai, I'm sore!"