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  I do

  His reply makes me blush and gasp at the same time.

  Take off your knickers

  I’ve never even contemplated doing something so brazen and I’m all at once embarrassed and turned on. I stand to head for the toilets to do as he told me when he sends another text.

  Stay where you are. I want to watch.

  Where the hell is he? I scan the room again, but I still can’t see him. I sit back down and lift my glass. Finishing the last of my gin and tonic, I take a steadying breath. Thankfully the layers of my dress are such that they will hide what I am about to do and my position at the back of the hall against the wall is an advantage too. Manoeuvring myself to the edge of my seat I put my hands under the skirt of my dress and hook my fingers over the top of my knickers and pull them down and off, scooping them up before someone sees. I force them into my bag and adjust myself back to a normal seated position. I can’t help the smile on my face, and I have to squeeze my thighs together to keep from losing control of my senses.

  Take an ice cube out of that glass and put it inside yourself.

  I have to read the words a couple more times to really grasp what he’s asking me to do. He’s rather forward and very presumptuous. My God my cheeks must be bright red right now. Can I do this? Do I want to do this? Of course I want it. I’ve wanted it since the moment he got in that damn lift with me. I don’t know why I’m trying to convince myself otherwise. I’m obviously taking too long to do anything as another text comes in.

  Do it now and meet me outside

  I look at the glass and contemplate how the hell I’m going to do this. I put my bag on the floor and wait a few moments. Lifting my glass I tip it to my mouth and three small cubes of ice fall into my mouth. I put the glass down and duck my head under the table as if to reach for my bag. Spitting the cubes into my hand and shivering at their slippery coldness I gather up the front of my skirt as far as I need to and push them inside me. The instant cold inside my heat makes me gasp and my fingers fist in the tulle of my dress. God this is the hottest thing I’ve ever done in my life.

  Steadying my breathing I stand, and the cool sensation intensifies as I feel the ice move around. I honestly don’t know how I make it to the doors, but I do and when I see Dan standing outside my body responds independently of me. My insides clench at the sight of him in a pair of dark jeans and bright white t-shirt. That’s where he’s been, getting changed. His muscular forearms are bare, and he has that rock star look about him again. His smile would set fire to my knickers if I were still wearing any.

  “Hi,” he says as I get close to him. “How are you feeling?”

  “Cold.”

  He laughs and opens the back door of the black Range Rover he’s standing beside. “After you.”

  I take his hand to help me climb in and the action of opening my legs to step up sends a little water running down my inner thigh. “Oh shit.” I gasp and look back at Dan.

  “Fuck. This is going to be the longest half hour of my life.”

  His deep voice vibrates through me and I can’t do anything else but get in and sit down on the cream leather seat. The leaking water makes my thighs stick together and I sit back in the seat, thankful it’s dark and the guy in the driver seat can’t see my embarrassment.

  Dan gets in beside me and shuts the door. “Clyde View Jim. Thanks.”

  Jim nods and we pull away from the kerb. He presses a button on the car stereo and puts on some music. It’s loud enough so that we have some privacy but not overbearing. I’m finding it hard to look at Dan right now. I honestly am starting to wonder what I’m getting into here.

  “Nikki?” He whispers my name.

  “Mhm.” I still don’t look at him.

  “Look at me Nikki.”

  I turn to face him, and he beckons me closer with his finger. I slide into the middle seat and am taken by surprise when he grabs my right knee and pulls my leg over his lap. The cool air travelling up under the skirt of my dress and hitting the wetness of the melted ice makes me shiver.

  Dan leans in and I can feel his lips at my ear as his hand moves achingly slowly up my leg and under my skirt. “If this is too much, tell me to stop,” he whispers moving his hand ever higher.

  I have to bite my lip to keep from whimpering at the feel of his hot hand on my bare cool skin, but I say nothing. I’m in this car with him. God, I stuffed ice cubes inside myself for him. I think I’m past the point of telling him to stop.

  His hand is right under my skirt now and he pulls the front of the dress down so that it covers what he’s doing. As his hand skims my inner thigh, I take a shaky breath knowing that the next time he moves higher he is going to be past the point of no return.

  “Are you okay Nikki?” Dan’s breath against my ear sends shivers up my spine.

  I nod. I think I’ve lost the ability to speak. His hand brushes lightly over my sex and I feel goose bumps rise all over my skin, hardening my nipples to the point that they hurt.

  “I’m going to make you come now Nikki. Don’t make a sound, understood?” He whispers.

  “Oh my God,” I say under my breath.

  “Understood?” He whispers again.

  I nod and as soon as I do, he runs his finger slowly up my sex and rubs my clit softly. My body bucks under his touch and I try as hard as I can to keep quiet. I grab hold of Dan’s forearm to try and anchor myself. His muscles ripple as his finger moves round and round over the sensitive swollen bud. In one swift move his finger is replaced with the soft pad of his thumb and he slides a fingertip inside me. I dig my nails into his arm and bite my lip hard as he eases his finger deeper inside me. I feel like my body might explode into a million pieces any minute now as my hips writhe against his hand of their own accord. He has found a part of me that I never knew existed and within seconds I am so close to coming that I have to bury my head in his chest to keep from crying out as my orgasm takes hold of me. The music in the background has faded against the rush of blood in my ears as my inner muscles contract and relax on his finger over and over. I have never had an orgasm like it and right now I don’t want it to end.

  My body softens against Dan’s as I come to my senses again and he kisses the top of my head. “Well this is going to be one interesting night,” he whispers, his words telling me that was just a preview.

  Chapter Fifteen

  When Dan told me he had a home outside Glasgow I pictured a huge mansion in a posh suburb. The road we have taken has become very rural and we have passed through a couple of tiny quaint villages on the way. Now the Range Rover pulls off the main road and travels across a bridge that looks like a mini viaduct spanning a river. Jim comes to a stop at a set of huge wrought iron gates attached to a gatehouse with an archway and a turret on it. It is lit from below and looks striking against the dark sky. The gates swing open and we continue up a long gravel driveway lined with trees also lit from below. We stop at another set of gates and the sight beyond them takes my breath away. This isn’t a mansion; this looks more like a castle with its turrets and large panelled windows.

  As the gates open, I gasp. “Wow.”

  Dan squeezes my hand as Jim makes his way through the gates and stops outside the most magnificent oak door. It must be about twelve feet high and is arched at the top. Jim gets out and opens the door for us. Dan climbs out first and then helps me out.

  “Thanks Jim, I’ll see you in the morning.”

  “No problem,” Jim nods to us. “Mr King. Miss Olsson. Have a nice night.”

  Jim drives away back down the driveway and we watch the gates close behind him. As the car lights disappear out of sight, all is quiet, and I mean really quiet. The only noise is the breeze rustling through the trees and I know that if it weren’t for the lights on the front of this huge house it would be pitch black out here too.

  “Are you sure you’re okay being here Nikki?”

  I look at his face illuminated by the beautiful lights around us. “It’s a little la
te to be asking me that Dan. After what you just did to me, I’m more than happy to be here.”

  He places his hand at the nape of my neck and pulls me in to him. His lips cover mine in a soft lingering kiss that speaks more to what this night will entail than words ever could.

  I whimper softly when he breaks the connection and the fire in his eyes lets me know he heard it. “Get in here.” He turns and leads us up the sandstone steps to the enormous wooden door.

  As we step inside my breath is taken away yet again by the entrance hallway. The floor is a highly polished grey marble that carries on up the huge grand staircase. The glass panels on either side of the stairs create a beautiful contemporary contrast to the traditional marble and the façade outside. I stop on the huge grey rug and take off my shoes. Dan looks at me questioningly.

  “I don’t want to scratch your floor,” I say quietly.

  “The floor will be fine, now come on I want you in my bed.” He takes my hand and I’m surprised as I step onto the marble floor in my bare feet and find it warm.

  We make our way upstairs and through a couple of corridors, but Dan is moving us so fast I don’t think I’d be able to make my way back even if I wanted to. He takes us through the bedroom door and no sooner is it closed than I am pulled up and into his arms as if I weigh less than a feather, which I can safely say is not the case. I throw my arms round his neck and drop my shoes behind him as he crushes me against the wall kissing me as if I might disappear. His hands are on my bare bum cheeks and his fingers knead them gently as we continue to kiss. Dan groans into my mouth and moves us away from the wall setting me back on my feet as he breaks the connection between our lips. He reaches behind my head and starts to undo my hair clips. One by one and achingly slowly he takes out the pins and tendrils of my blonde hair fall to my shoulders. When they are all out, he pushes his hands into my hair and massages my scalp. I shut my eyes against the delicious feeling and melt into his grip.

  “You’re so beautiful Nikki, has anyone ever told you that?”

  I open my eyes, but I can’t look at him. I’m ashamed. I know I did nothing wrong and yet I can’t help but feel it was my own fault that I was treated like a piece of shit. I don’t recall Mike ever telling me I was beautiful, or that he loved me. I can’t even say I was ever happy with him. I was constantly on edge around him and when I wasn’t with him, I was always wondering what he was up to. He made me think about him all the time and that I needed him to exist. Like I was nothing on my own. I shake my head and the wonderful feeling of being in Dan’s arms and being worshipped by him disappears in a heartbeat. I move to push away from him, but his strong hands hold me still.

  “Look at me Nikki.”

  “I’m sorry Dan I shouldn’t be here. You know you can do so much better than me. I’m not what you want.”

  “Come here.” He takes my hand and leads me to the bed. “Sit.”

  I do as he says and sit with my hands in my lap feeling even more stupid than I did before. “Sorry,” I whisper my voice on the edge of breaking.

  Dan puts his hand under my chin and makes me look at him. “What are you sorry for Nikki?”

  “For allowing things to get this far. I’m broken Dan. You can’t fix that, no one can.”

  “I don’t want to fix you Nikki, you don’t need fixed and you wouldn’t be here if you didn’t want to be. You have your own mind, no one can ever make you do something you don’t want to.”

  “He did and I let him.”

  “He played on your insecurities Nikki, there’s a difference. You wanted to be loved, to make your life better and he knew it. It made him feel powerful. What did you say to him when you left?”

  I smile a little. “I didn’t say anything, I just left. He didn’t even know I had a new job. As far as he was concerned, I was going to be there when he got back from work.”

  Dan laughs. “Ooh you little badass. Now you tell me that’s not a strong-willed woman?”

  “It was the coward’s way out. I was scared of him Dan.” I avert my eyes as I remember being pinned to the bed, his nasty, sweaty hands on my jaw squeezing hard. “I thought he’d kill me if I stood up to him, but I saw a change in him that day. It was as though he finally realised he had succeeded in breaking me down and it excited him. He got off on it.”

  “Do you think in some way he saw that you were maybe changing? You might not have noticed you were doing anything differently, but people can sense these things. If he even had an inkling that he was losing his power over you it would have scared him shitless. You see Nikki, guys like him are the cowards. They see women as objects, as something to own.” He reaches out and strokes my jawline softly with his fingers, resting his index finger on my bottom lip.

  I close my eyes and breathe in deeply savouring his touch.

  “Women are not our possessions Nikki.” He moves his hand down my neck to my shoulder. “A man should never take what a woman isn’t willing to give.” His fingers skim over the top of my dress and I see the question in his eyes. I nod and his finger slips inside slightly grazing my nipple and shooting sparks down my body. “A man should worship a woman’s body like she is Aphrodite herself.”

  His words make my insides somersault and his touch seems to be doing exactly what he wants it to. I feel powerful when I’m with him, like I don’t owe him anything. I know he’ll take what he wants from me but now I know it’ll only be if I give it willingly.

  “Tell me to stop and I will Nikki?”

  I know I want this; I want it more than air. I stand up from the bed and move in front of him. Reaching behind me I unzip my dress and let it fall to the floor so that I’m left completely naked. Dan leans back on the bed propping himself up on his elbows and stares at me. His eyes rake over my body, but he says nothing. I’m starting to feel a little self-conscious now and move my arms to cover myself.

  He quickly sits up and grabs my wrists. “Never be ashamed of your body Nikki, never.” He pulls me down so that I’m straddling his lap. “You are beautiful.”

  He runs his hands down my sides brushing the sides of my breasts with his thumbs making my body shiver and my nipples harden to stiff points. He takes one in his mouth and rolls his hot tongue over it making my body buck. I’m a mass of sensation as my clit hits his erection straining through his jeans.

  “Ah,” I breathe out the word in a sigh.

  He grabs my bum and pulls my hips in closer. He bites gently on my nipple and I writhe against his hard heat. Before I can react to the sensations rushing through my body, he stands with me and turns putting me down on my back on the cool cotton sheets. He pulls his t-shirt over his head and I giggle as I’m reminded of a line in a film, ‘Fuck. Seriously. It’s like you’re Photo Shopped?’ His torso is ripped beyond belief and there is a tribal tattoo over his right shoulder snaking its way down to his dark nipple. The other shoulder is bare and it’s only now I realise all his tattoos seem to be on the right-hand side except the binary one on his left wrist. He strips down to his boxers and now I get an even better picture of what lies beneath them. I cross my legs together to keep my greedy body from overreacting. He smiles and takes off his boxers and I gasp at the sight of his cock standing proud almost touching his abdomen.

  “Touch yourself Nikki.” His voice is low and desire blooms low in my belly.

  I’ve never been asked to do anything like that before. I’m nervous. It’s not something I wouldn’t do, I’m a woman, I have needs, but it’s a private thing.

  “Do it Nikki. Make yourself come. Let me watch.” He leans over me and whispers in my ear, “When you’re done, I want to taste you.”

  That’s all the convincing I need. I look up into his dark eyes as he moves back slightly to get a better view of me. I start slowly, letting my hand linger for a few seconds just above my pubic bone. I want to close my eyes to try and shut out some of the embarrassment I’m feeling but I can’t. It’s as though Dan has hypnotised me with his gaze. I watch his face as I move my hand
slowly down towards my now very swollen and wet sex. His expression is like steel except for the tiniest tick of his jaw muscle. I want to make him as needy as me, so I run my finger through the warm honeyed wetness and bring it to my mouth. I see his stoic expression falter when I take my finger in my mouth and suck long and slow on it, tasting my own arousal and becoming wetter still. I don’t break eye contact with him as I run my finger slowly back down the middle of my body and push a finger, then two inside me. I press the heel of my hand down over my clit, giving some weight to it with the other as my fingers go in deeper. Dan opens his mouth and sucks in a huge breath, which tips me over the edge, and I feel my inner muscles spasm against my fingers.

  “Oh my fucking God Nikki.” Dan launches himself at me and I take my hands away so that he can lap up all that sweet nectar. And he does, licking and sucking and moaning against my sex like he’s a vampire and needs to feed. “You taste divine.”

  I push my hands into his hair willing him to lick me harder. He stops and rises up over me taking my mouth in his and I can taste myself on his lips and feel his hot, heavy cock on my belly. This is the single most erotic experience I’ve had in my life and he hasn’t even fucked me yet. He reaches into a drawer in the bedside table and pulls out a condom. Even watching the act of him rolling it over himself is hot.

  He pulls me up onto his thighs and up further so that I’m positioned above him. “Are you ready Nikki?”

  I nod and he pulls me down onto him so hard that I gasp at the intrusion. It hurts but it’s not painful and I can’t help but want more. I slide myself up and down his hot shaft and he bucks his hips to meet me. Before too long we have a rhythm going and as I arch my back, he takes my nipple into his mouth and bites. And that does it; all sense of reality goes as every nerve ending in my body shoots for the stars. He hits me on that sweet spot once more and I come around him shouting his name. He follows suit after a few more thrusts and I cling to his body, both of us hot and sticky and panting for breath. As our breathing returns to normal and we sit staring into each other’s eyes I wonder to myself what the hell sex was before this, or what I was before him.