Silent pleasure

Just as she was finishing her sentence, Nikolai planted a fierce, all-consuming kiss on her lips.

"I might." He murmured, a demanding smile on his lips.

Ophelia moaned softly. Her hands sinking into his hair, entangling in the silky strands.

Nikolai's hands moved down her body, firmly snagging her shirt... Whilst she was too engrossed in his mouth-watering kiss to notice that he was going to tear her dress. That was something she would never get used to.

She jolted at the strong ripping sound, but stopped with a heavy gasp when he caught her lower lip between his teeth.

She looked into his eyes. They were lustful and dark. And he ripped off her clothes completely, stripping her.

"Nik." She pressed her lips to his, grinning.

Nikolai wrapped his arms around her body, embracing her tightly, causing her to shiver with pleasure as his body heated up against hers.

"Come on." Nikolai exhaled, lifting her off her feet.