INDEBTED CHAPTER 7 (SEVEN)

We are quiet on the drive back to my home in Bay Laurel both lost in our own thoughts.

My throat tightening, tears prickled my eyes but I willed them not to fall, eyeing Nickolai coldly, I felt like if I was falling my head dizzy. I loved reading romance novels historical, contemporary about couples in love getting married. I had imagined my wedding filled with excitement and love silly dreams of a woman no longer bless with C cups.

My mind wondering on Jose wishing my phone would ring with good news, glaring at him and his imposing silence.

"When are we getting married Nickolai?

"July 1st" never taking his eyes off the road.

I gripped the door handle so tightly my knuckles were turning white but I didn't feel the pain my body had grown numb.

"That's two months from now" I choke, so soon.

I suck in a deep breath as he pulls into the driveway its half past ten Ms Kent left the living room light on. She was expecting my return while I wasn't expecting this admiring the platinum diamond ring, the modern design breathtaking and brilliant.

If I had known my life would change so dramatically I might have planned a little better. A one way trip to the caribbean never looking back but what would have happened to my mother. Her meager pension couldn't cover the bills, private health care and her ex husband's debt.

He switches off the engine gazing at me his expression lustful. I stared down at my hands knotting my fingers.

Was he really expecting sex?

He reaches for my hand slowly pulling it to his mouth, tenderly kissing the back.

"Are you not going to invite me in?"

My heart leaps to my mouth and onto the floor.

"Um-Um" faltering.

God help me please wrenching back my hand, nibbling my nails.

A ghost of a smile softening his sinful mouth, causing a shiver to move through me followed by a heated ache between my legs.

His eyes, his gaze darkened, his voice lowers intimately "unless you would rather go to my place."

"No" I whispered trying to breath air in air out.

Opening the car door I stumbled lightly. Okay Emily get a grip it's not like if you haven't slept with a man before.

What's so different now?

Everything

Marriage, an unwanted husband, debts

I crawled up the steps ever so slowly his presence behind me unsettling, fumbling through my handbag to retrieve my house keys, my body tense as his hand settle firmly on the small of my back walking in besides me.

"Do you want something to drink?" blinking at him my heart rate matching my fluttering lashes.

He nodded"I want only you" pulling me into his arms, his chest rock hard and warm. He is breathing harder than usual, his face flushed with lust and I have stopped breathing altogether.

Heart thumping I want to run as he followed me up stairs never taking his eyes off me. Walking down the carpeted corridor my hand pausing on the door knob rattling it with my shaking hand, my mother's room right next to mines.

Christ Emily get a grip so what if she hears, you are going to be his wife two months from now anyway.

I scoff inwardly walking in.

The room is clean and cool, I had changed my bedding, drapes, scrub my bathtub until it shone brightly. The door lock clicking into place I turn to face him as he removes his watch and shirt placing them on the single chair close to the door.

"Are you on any birth control Emily?" my hands clasp firmly at my side clenching the fabric.

​Air in, air out breath, Emily breath.

"YYes of course"

"I will prove I am clean and you will do the same then I am going to come in you" tossing two condoms on the bed.

My legs shivering as he moved closer, the moment thickening between us.

My god he is beautiful despite the few faded scars on his chest, his soft dark hairs making it unnoticeable but I had nothing to cover my scars.

"Are you prepared?" closing the gap between us.

I shook my head wildly mapping the hair over my face.

Who could ever be prepared for a moment like this?

I know nothing about him and he scares me but he is a man and I am a woman. Isn't this what we suppose to do, have mind blowing sex?

"Could we not wait until the honeymoon?"

He shook his head eyes blazing as he removed the blanket of hair covering my eyes tilting my chin up. Wow he was tall.

"No Emily let's get this off" unzipping my dress pooling it at my feet.

"Do you have any idea as to how much I want you, need you Emily" he whispers.

His whispering cultured and smooth stroking my cheek with his thumb, removing my bra with the other. My breath hitches finally, air stifling air caught in my chest.

My muscles clenching standing before him in my lacy red panties.

"You are absolutely beautiful don't ever feel shame or awkward around me" leaning in kissing me slowly savouring my mouth, then my jaw, my chin and the corners of my mouth. He eases me toward the bed and I am panting.

Kneeling before me he pulls off my panties with his teeth, my body shook as a cool breeze fanned my naked body.

A hand moving between my legs, I spread them wider shamelessly. My core dripping wet, my body so aroused and feverish, a fingertip trailing my sacred leg.

"You are wet for me Emily" he murmurs covering my core with his warm palm squeezing lightly.

He pushes me unto the bed, my eyes closed against the unbearable thought of been spread out naked before him.

The sound of his pants rustling around his feet prickled my sensitive ears letting me know that he was naked before his body touch mines nestling himself between my legs.

"How long has it been?" nudging my nose with his gazing into my eyes.

I swallowed hard" a year"

"Hmm" nibbling at the shell of my ear my hands gripping the bed sheet. I was going to explode before he entered me.

"Tell me how you does pleasure yourself" biting my ear.

I groan then I froze

"I don't" I never did.

"We will have to work on that" tearing the condom foil, his length pretty impressive.

I felt him all of him as he entered stretching, filling me completely. Then he pulled out thrusting gently back into me.

"This is vanilla sex Emily " my back bowed as I clenched greedily around him.

Oh this vanilla is nice.

"You are so tight little one so greedy" teasing me again.

The man had talent I could give him that, planting soft kisses on my chest. He was confident skilled and he took what he wanted from me.

My sanity, my freedom.

My hips grinding against his, my bed squeaking noisily as the pace increased.

sus Nickolai" pulling the sheets off the bed.

Nickolai is breathing hard too gripping the pillow under my head, his head buried in my neck. His breath warm I have never been so turned on in my life, the hairs of his chest grazing my scars.

"You are mines Emily please know this" his voice husky searing pleasure through me, my blood roaring.

"Give to me Emily come with me" he ordered "now" pounding in me.

We both climaxed with a thready cry, he bit my neck sucking the vein throbbing beneath until it turned red. He left his mark his seal for others to see. My grip white knuckled an the sides of my hip maybe next time I may touch him.

He rose his head beads of perspiration gathering on his forehead, our eyes locked, I absorbing his masculine triumph that flared in his dark eyes. In that moment he owned me and I would do anything he wanted and he knew it, oh so he thought.

To me this was just sex, this ring meant nothing and so will our marriage clenching my fist. He slipped out my swollen and sensitive core kissing my neck moving down ever so tenderly.

"Please no more" I begged I couldn't take no more.

He arched his brow, his amazing lips hovering over my navel "Tried already and we have now gotten started."

I lick my lips, I was boneless, breathless all I could manage was a nod.

He raised his body over mines, his eyes pinning me in place "Know this Emily I am taking the day off tomorrow and I intend on using it wisely living in you until you can't walk."

With that he rolled off stretching out besides me leaving me stun. Removing his condom, he wrap it in the foil tossing it in the bin, pulling me on top of him with such ease, his shaft growing beneath me.

"Go and sleep little one he's just happy and would he be even happier in the next five hours twenty minutes" turning off the light.

THE END OF CHAPTER 7 (SEVEN)

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