Free Mafia Boss's Fearless Lover (The Karzhov Crime Family series Book 1) by Leslie North Page B

showing her pleasure and giving him access to every part of her.
    Within a few moments, the touching was no longer sufficient. Nikolai needed to be inside her in a desperate way. Pushing her forward, he climbed from the tub then lifted her out in his arms. He carried her into the large walk-in shower and set her on the tiled bench. It was tiled from floor to ceiling and multiple showerheads provided water from three sides and the ceiling.
    Katya looked around with lust-drugged eyes, watching as Nikolai adjusted the water temperature before engaging the varying sprays. After adjusting everything to his liking, he pulled her to her feet, crushing her chest against his own while he claimed her mouth in a lascivious kiss.
    This wasn’t a gentle wooing but a full out assault on her senses. Rather than fight or protest, she relaxed and let him take her on a sensuous ride. His hands never stopped moving, tweaking a nipple here, pressing her against his groin there, dipping between her thighs, but never quite taking her over the edge.
    “Nik, stop teasing me, please,” Katya pleaded when he once again withdrew his fingers from her core, having taken her to the brink of climax before pulling back yet again.
    “I like hearing you beg, milaya moya ,” Nikolai murmured against her lips.
    “I’m not begging. That was me threatening bodily harm if you don’t finish what you’ve started,” Katya threw back at him, annoyance and unfulfilled desire thickening her voice.
    “So demanding. Well then, your wish is my command. Hold on and don’t let go.”
    Katya did as he commanded, putting her arms around his shoulder.
    He put his hands behind her thighs and lifted. “Wrap your legs around me.”
    Nikolai slid his hands up so that they were supporting her butt on either side, feeling her strong legs wind around him, bringing her into direct contact with his groin. He took one step, bracing her upper back against the tiled wall, warmed by the steam from the water cascading down around them. Katya gasped softly in anticipation.
    “Look at me, Katya,” Nikolai urged, nudging her chin up with his mouth.
    Katya was mesmerized by what she saw in his eyes: desire, lust, and…there was something else, but she couldn’t put a word to it.
    Nikolai held her gaze as he slid into her body, watching for any signs that he was causing her discomfort, smiling when he finally seated himself fully within her. He began a gentle surge and retreat rhythm, gradually building the passion back up in both of them.
    “Nik?” Katya asked, licking her lips and hearing him groan in response.
    “What?” he managed to say, focusing on maintaining his steady rhythm and not giving in to the need to pound her until they both fell headfirst over the cliff.
    “I…,” Katya stopped, unsure how to continue. Nikolai had touched a place in her heart, but having never felt this way before, she didn’t trust the emotion trying to get out.
    “Shush,” Nikolai told her, seeing her struggle to find the right words to express how she was feeling. “We’ll talk later. Right now, I want to hear you scream my name again.”
    Katya tightened her legs around him, eliciting a deep groan and bringing a smile to her lips. When he increased his tempo, she moved with him, the water flowing over them. The steam rose, and soon she could barely make out his face. Her sight was no longer her primary sense, now it was all touch and feel.
    The sensations within her spiraled out, like a mushroom cloud, expanding until she could no longer hold back her pleasure. She flew over the edge of bliss, screaming his name. She dimly heard him follow right after her, his harsh breathing mingling with hers several minutes later amidst the sound of the water hitting the tile.
    When Nikolai trusted his arms and legs to function correctly once again, he eased out of her then let Kat slide down his body to gain her own feet. They took turns washing each other, and then drying each other off with