Defiled Forever Page 4

  “You are smoking a lot of cigarettes today Nikolai.”

  “I smoke a lot more when I am not partaking of my other many vices.”

  “You are still drinking alcohol.”

  “Get out of my fucking head Lauren. You know who I am.” He says and that was not our only little tension of the day. He picks me up and carries me to the little bench seat and kisses me intensely and I realize this is a way he has learned to center and calm himself when he is about to blow up and lose his temper. I am more than a willing participant. It isn’t long before I am reconsidering the stance I took against the beds here. Sensing my need, Nikolai stands and grabs a terry blanket and lays it down on the deck of the boat. I look towards the entrance to where the captain sits and steers us to make sure we have total privacy. There are several boats on the water today, but no one is close to us.

  Nikolai returns to me and unties my bikini top to remove it along with my bottoms. I am standing completely naked in the bright sunshine. Who am I?

  Nikolai goes to his bag and grabs a few condoms and as he is rifling through things I see a few of the little white packets and realize he was abstaining for me not because he didn’t have any drugs with him.

  He returns to take me by the hand and leads me to the blanket.

  “This may be painful on your back, but that only makes me like it more.” He says. So kinky.

  “I want to eat your pussy in the sun Malysh.”

  And he proceeds to do so. His warm wet mouth is devouring me. And he is right, the hard almost painful surface beneath me feels good to me as well. I am so twisted.

  I am humming and moaning and oblivious to our captain or anyone other than Nikolai and his amazing mouth on me. I come hard in what seems like only a minute and instead of stopping and moving away from me, Nikolai lays his tongue flat on the most sensitive nub and stops moving until I come back down to earth and catch my breath. Then he starts his assault again and this time I know it takes only a stroke or two and I am crying out again. I feel my heart pounding in my ears and he repeats the pattern over and over a few times before sliding on the condom and entering me. He lifts one of my legs into the bend of his elbow so he can go even deeper. He pounds into me with no concern for my body being on the hard surface of the boat deck. He angles his thrusts until he finds that spot he always seeks and I know I am on the verge of coming.

  “Give it to me Baby. Come for me. Grab my cock with your sweet pussy baby. Fuck me back.” He groans into my neck and his words affect me as always. I come with an actual scream right along with him.

  We stay on the blanket for a few hours. Changing positions so I am on top and he gets the hard floor. We sunbathe in between and rest. Nikolai is up and down, getting more drinks and disposing condoms. While I am lazy, and other than taking a few sips of water, I don’t even lift my head.

  When it is getting late, I still feel like I can’t move to even cover myself. Nikolai throws a glass of cold icy water right between my legs and I squeal. The water feels like ice because I have been laying in the hot sun. I am on my feet and ready to attack him when he scoops me up laughing, and walks me to the edge of the boat! I am really afraid he is going to throw my naked body in the water. He finds this so amusing.

  “Nikolai! Stop! Put me down!” I am screaming in earnest when his demeanor suddenly changes and he slides me down and maneuvers me behind his body to shield me from what I now see is a boat in close proximity.

  “Go inside the cabin and cover yourself.” He says with his back still to me staring out at the passing boat with his arms crossed in front of his naked body. Not trying to hide himself at all.

  I dress in the little sundress I wore over my bikini. Nothing underneath this time. I use the bathroom and wash quickly before returning topside to find Nikolai in his shorts smoking a cigarette. No other boats in sight.

  He checks me out as soon as I appear. “We are heading back in now. It will be after six by time we dock.”

  “Are you angry?” I ask him.

  “No. It was my fault. I put you in that position. I hate the thought of guys seeing your beautiful body. I want to be the only one. I respect you and hate to make you seem like a party girl out fucking on a boat all day. You are much better than that.” He explains.

  “I think I really was out fucking on a boat all day.” I return and he visibly winces at my crude words.

  “You know what I mean. We are lovers. You’re not a whore.”

  “Lovers?”

  “Shut up.” He says with a small smile at his own use of such a corny term.

  “Don’t let it spoil our day Niko. This has been the best day of my life.” I tell him honestly and he says

  “Me too” to my surprise.

  The ride home was quiet with Nikolai keeping his right hand up high on my thigh under my dress while driving with his left and never taking his eyes off the road. He has a nice soft classical station on the radio and we don’t need to make conversation. It is getting dark now and we are still half an hour away from home.

  As we enter the house, Nikolai asks “Let’s go out for dinner somewhere nice and if you like we can hit up a club or two.”

  “It’s Saturday night Nikolai. We won’t get a reservation anywhere in this town.”

  “You leave that to me Baby.” He says confidently.

  I shower first and do my hair and makeup while he takes his shower. I try to look my best for him and the look on his face when I am ready to go lets me know I got it right.

  He approaches me and reaching for my hips he says “You look amazing. You are my goddess. You are so lucky our car is here or else we would never make it out the door.” He bends to kiss me a long liquor tasting kiss that is so Nikolai. The taste, the smell, the beauty of it all. It’s more than I can take.

  I am completely charmed by Nikolai. This is the urbane, calm, smart, Nikolai that sweeps a girl off her feet. He of course hired a car so he didn’t have to drive while drinking, he of course got us a table at a place in LA that is impossible to get a table at, and he of course is entertaining and delicious looking. I refuse to let my mind go to that other Nikolai. I am out with this Nikolai. I am in love with this Nikolai.

  I decline the club and he smiles with delight that I do. We make out in the car all the way home, and continue to do so in the driveway. The driver repeatedly clearing his throat gets our attention and Nikolai walks me inside before returning to I guess tip the driver. When he comes in I am still in the foyer and I ask “No Vlad tonight? I thought you had your own little team of drivers and cars.”

  “I am incognito these days while I am here. Vlad knows of course, but I don’t want too much light shining on me this weekend.” He explains.

  “Because of me?”

  “Yes.” He answers honestly.

  Fifteen

  I turn and trot up stairs to undress and wash my face. Tying my hair in a ponytail I scrub until I am make up free and brush my teeth. When I exit the bathroom, the bedroom is softly lit with music playing quietly. I see Nikolai, in his boxers has not only hung up his suit, but my carelessly tossed dress and shoes as well. My eyes go to the MP3 player docked in my speaker and I realize it isn’t mine. We are listening to Nikolai’s music. He bends and kisses my forehead before going into the bathroom. I turn down the bed and sit to listen to his music for a few minutes.

  When Nikolai comes out of the bathroom he is sniffing and pinching his nose so I ask “Ambien?”

  “Fuck no. No sleep tonight baby. In fact I want you to do one little bump with me. We are going someplace I’ve never taken you before.”

  I thrill at his words and the thoughts of what he could possibly have in mind but I will be true to myself and I will never do coke or any drug to please him and I am disappointed he asked.

  “No.” I say.

  “Let’s get you tipsy on alcohol then. I want you to enjoy this and I want you relaxed.” He says.

  “Ok. Champagne or wine?” I ask.

  “I
’ll be back in a second.” And he takes off downstairs.

  In no time at all he returns with a cold bottle of Clicquot champagne from my refrigerator in an ice bucket along with two glasses.

  “Remind me to replace your old man’s booze before he gets home.”

  “Don’t worry about it. This is LA and I am his twenty year old daughter. He expects me and my friends to steal his liquor.”

  Nikolai laughs at that and pours a full glass for both of us.

  “You’ll be twenty one soon. Legal.” He smiles and shakes his head like he can’t believe it.

  “You know my birthdate?”

  “Of course Princess. I know everything.”

  “I am Princess when I am the girl you kidnapped.” I say.

  He thinks on that and raises a questioning eyebrow.

  “I can tell when you see me as that girl. Your kidnapping victim when you call me Princess. You almost say it with the same sneer you used then.” I explain.

  “I am sweetheart when you warn me. And Baby or sweet little names in Russian when you are loving me.” I further explain.

  He concentrates on this for a minute.

  “Huh. Fair enough. Baby.” And he kisses me before going to the little white packets and lining up at least six lines on the hated mirror he uses.

  That is three times the amount I have ever seen him use before and I pray he isn’t planning on forcing me to take some.

  He bends and quickly snorts up two lines before sitting on the side of the bed.

  “Come here.” He says and his face takes on the darkened flush he gets when he is lost in a sexual haze.

  I am still concerned about the coke, but I am feverish with excitement already as I walk to where he sits.

  “Drop to your knees.”

  I do as he asks. I know what he wants, but I don’t do it. I just look up at him from my spot on the floor.

  “Put your hands on my thighs.” He wants to play the same game I am playing. I do as he tells me.

  “Take my cock out.” I do it, sliding his shorts off completely.

  “Hands back on my thighs.” I do it.

  “Wet your lips with your tongue.” I do it.

  “Put your hand at the base of my cock.” I do it. And he is huge and hard and veiny. My hand won’t close around him all the way.

  “Wet your lips again.” I do it and there is a fat drop of come on the tip that I am dying to taste, but I do nothing other than what he tells me.

  “Taste it.” I do it. Just a lick at the drop of come.

  He bends down and kisses me like he needs to taste his come in my mouth. I am on fire now.

  “Suck my cock.” I do it.

  He pulls out my ponytail band and tosses it away and my hair is pulled tight and wrapped around his fist. He lays back more and seems to love it when I gag on him.

  “That’s it Baby. This mouth. Ahhh God Baby. You got me. Fuck baby I’m coming already. Baby.”

  And he comes all the way down in my throat. I make sure I take every drop. He is lying back on his elbows catching his breath as I kiss my way up his thighs to his stomach, his neck and his lips where he takes our kiss much deeper.

  He pulls me up onto the bed and removes the bra and panties I am still wearing. He attacks my breasts with his mouth. Kissing them, licking them, sucking and finally biting. He doesn’t just pay attention to my nipples he is sucking my entire breast. I know he is marking me. His hands, as always are a little too rough. Squeezing too tight. And I only want more.

  His hand finds my most sensitive spot and swirls and rubs while his mouth never leaves my breasts.

  I come apart trying to pull his hand away, and he lets up. He raises up but first places his finger in my mouth for me to suck my own taste off. I am still holding onto his wrist like I am afraid he will return his hand to me again

  Nikolai raises up off the bed and pours us more champagne. He stands over me and tells me to drink the entire glass. I do and he quickly pours me another and hands it to me.

  He sets the bottle back down in the ice and brings the little mirror with the four remaining lines on it and sits beside me. He turns to me and asks “You sure you won’t do a tiny bump?”

  “Positive.” And I swallow my champagne in one long gulp.

  He snorts just one line but that makes a total of three since we’ve been in this room tonight.

  He replaces the mirror on the table closest to his side of the bed and walks to his garment bag.

  He removes two of his gorgeous neck ties and turns to me with the look that is pure evil.

  I tingle with excitement. I didn’t read Fifty Shades but I was a senior in high school the year it was number one and it was the most popular contraband of all the girls in my private high school. I’ve heard every detail over and over. I never thought of myself wanting to do any of those things, but with Nikolai, I can’t wait.

  “I’m going to bind your hands krasavitsa” he says as he is placing my hands together in front of me.

  We are holding eye contact the entire time he is knotting the tie.

  “Remember that first night when you were bound to my bed?” He asks as he looks at me with my hands tied and seems pleased with this image.

  “I remember.” I say barely above a whisper. I’m not sure if I am more excited than afraid now that he has reminded me of that other Nikolai.

  Taking the other tie, he secures my tied wrists to the headboard, stretching me out with my arms above me.

  “Next time we play, I will be sure to have some duct tape and rope.” He smiles and it is like Christmas morning.

  He looks at my body for so long it has gotten uncomfortable for me.

  “Niko.” I whimper and he swats the side of my thigh none too softly.

  “Ouch!” I am so shocked at his action. He bends to rub and then kiss the place he slapped. He is in a zone and I can only wait for what is next. He opens my folds and looks at my most intimate place like he is studying it and memorizing every centimeter of me.

  He rubs my legs, my stomach, my breasts, my chest, my shoulders, my clavicle, and pauses a minute longer on the indention at the hollow of my throat.

  “The Lake of Tears.” he says. “Did you know that is what they call this spot?”

  I shake my head no and he says “This is my favorite spot on your beautiful body. I have marked it again.” And as his hands roam down over my breasts, he says “I have marked you everywhere. You’re mine.”

  He seems mesmerized. Like I said before, he is in a zone.

  Rolling me onto my stomach, and adjusting my arms more comfortably. He begins the perusal of the back of my body. Starting at my shoulders and working his way down.

  “This skin. It’s like nothing I have ever seen or felt. So fair, so perfect. Flawless skin.”

  “I don’t want you to move at all. No matter what. You don’t move.” He says and his voice is so deep and gravelly I can feel it inside of me. I think he has bought me into the zone with him.

  He leaves the bed and gets a few things out of his little bag, I am unable to see what it is.

  He changes the music on the IPod to a thumping kind of primitive kind of dark music.

  “Turn your head the other direction and look at the wall.”

  I do.

  He lays his hand against my head and pushes it into the mattress a little bit before running his hand down my back to my bottom where he begins to rub circles around and around with his calloused rough hands.

  “Don’t move krasavitsa. Stay still for me. Good girl.” And smack! He spanks me four times switching cheeks with each slap. He goes back to rubbing circles and soothing the area. It stings and I don’t know why I stay quiet other than to whimper a little. I don’t complain.

  He busies himself with something he bought from the little bag and I want to know what is happening so badly. Just as I start to lift my head to turn and look he is over my body again and pressing my face down onto the mattress again.

  He
soothes my sore bottom with his hands again and even bends to kiss it. I feel something light on me where my back dips in to meet the fullness of my ass. I don’t know what it can be. I don’t feel threatened by it. Curiosity is killing me when I feel a light scraping. I realize he has put cocaine on me and the scraping is him making a line of it with the credit card. He bends and takes a long snort and follows it with a lick of his warm wet tongue.