“They’re training sticks,” Gage explained as he reached over and showed her where to put her fingers. “One for your thumb, right here, and the other two for your first and second fingers.”
Nikki tested them out on a piece of sushi and was delighted when she managed to pick it up. “I did it!” she giggled. As she practiced with her new chopsticks she wondered if the restaurant would let her keep them as a small souvenir of her time in Japan. They certainly made things a lot easier. The server returned with their next course, a creamy golden morsel wrapped in seaweed and topped with the tiniest egg she’d ever seen. “What is this?”
“That would be uni with quail egg,” he said with a wry grin as she proudly plucked a piece off the plate and popped it into her mouth.
“Ooo knee,” she repeated, careful to hold her hand in front of her mouth. Gage had already scolded her more than once for talking with her mouth full, but as long as he couldn’t see what she was chewing she thought it would be ok. “It’s salty, but kinda sweet too. And...” She paused while she searched for the right word. “Creamy, I guess? I like it. What is it?”
“Uni is sea urchin.”
Nikki stopped chewing and stared at him, her mouth still half open as she reached for a napkin.
“Don’t even think about it, Kitten,” he warned. “You liked it two seconds ago.”
It was true. She had liked it quite a bit until he told her what it was. The look on his face now made it clear spiting it out was not an option. Reluctantly she swallowed it all in one gulp and reached for her water to help wash it down. She couldn’t believe she’d just eaten one of the spiny, evil-looking things. Who on earth ever looked at one and decided it might be tasty?
“Good girl,” he chuckled as he reached across the table to dab at the corner of her mouth with his napkin. “God, you’re beautiful.” He set the napkin down and stared appreciatively at her. “You are gorgeous tonight. I mean that. When I saw you in that dress...”
Nikki blushed. She certainly felt beautiful and her reflection in the mirror had blown her away, but hearing Gage say it sent a heat wave from her head to her toes.
“You look amazing tonight. Any man would be attracted to you,” he continued. “But it isn’t just the dress in case that’s what you’re telling yourself. It’s you. Doesn’t matter if you’re wearing PJs and watching cartoons or dressed to kill.” He reached across and took her hand, raising it to his lips as his eyes burned into her soul. “You really have no idea how badly I want you, Nikita Koshka.”
“I want you too,” she blurted out. “I have since I first saw you at the club. But I was too scared to talk to you.”
“Talk to me now, Kitten,” he whispered seductively. “I want to know you.”
“Wha... what do you want to know?” she stuttered as his mouth trailed soft kisses from her sensitive wrist up to a ticklish spot on the inside of her elbow. She couldn’t imagine anything she could say that would be more interesting than what he was doing to her right now, and the wetness between her thighs agreed. If his mouth made its way to her aching pussy right there in the restaurant she wouldn’t have tried to stop him.
The waiter returned with their next course, interrupting Gage’s assault on her arm as he presented them with a new delicacy to try. Without missing a beat Gage returned her hand to the tabletop and picked up his chopsticks as if nothing had happened. “How did you become a bartender?”
“How, what?” Nikki struggled to regain her composure as she processed his question. “Oh, well, I mean...” Hoping to buy a little time, she picked up her Hello Kitty training chopsticks and poked at the sashimi on the plate before her. “I blame it on a girl at college,” she said when her heartbeat finally slowed down to a normal rate. “She was the first friend I made there. She was a lot like me, but braver, and she always pushed me to do things outside of my comfort zone.”
“And where is your comfort zone?”
Nikki threw her head back and laughed. “Oh, that would be safely locked up in my house,” she admitted. “Home alone with no one to see me.”
Gage said nothing, simply waited for her to continue.
“I mean, you get it, right? You’ve seen me enough at work, and over the past few days.” Nikki fidgeted in her seat. “It’s not just wigs and crystal cat ears and doll dresses with fluffy petticoats. I suck my thumb, Gage. I play with toys. I collect seashells by the plastic sand bucket full. And that’s just the tip of the iceberg. Most people think I’m weird. Most men do, anyway.”
“I’m not most men.”
That was the understatement of the year. “Well, all my old boyfriends thought I was weird. I mean, they were ok with it at first, but only because they thought it meant I would dress up like a naughty schoolgirl or a bad cheerleader for them. But when I just wanted to relax, to be me and have someone take care of me, they didn’t like that at all. Some of them made fun of me, and some were just mean.” Remembering how they had ridiculed her made her a little sad, but only for a second. Across the table was a man worth a hundred of her ex-boyfriends, and he couldn’t take his eyes off of her. “But you’re different,” she added. “You don’t get mad when I’m feeling... little. You always seem to know what to do. That’s why I’m not afraid or ashamed to let you see that side of me.”
“Kitten, I want you whether you’re a devil in a blue dress or a kitten in Minion pajamas.”
Nikki covered her face and giggled. Devil in a blue dress. No one had ever called her that before, but she liked it. “I want you too,” she whispered, peeking out between her fingers before adding, “Daddy.” The pleased smile he gave her said she’d made him very happy just then, and made her feel brave enough to open up a little bit more. “I think about you a lot, about doing things with you. And about you doing things to me. But if you see me coloring a Paw Patrol picture, maybe you could just let me color for a little while?” Nikki held her breath, waiting to see if Gage understood what she was trying to say.
“So no sex when you’ve got your crayons,” he said with a wink. “I’ll make a note of that.”
Even a simple glance from him could make her knees weak, but the way he was focused on her now turned her legs to jelly. All her earlier fears that he might not want her, that perhaps that magical half hour on the plane was just his way of getting her to shut up and sleep, seemed laughable now. She could practically feel a heat wave of desire rolling off of him and the way his eyes hungrily roamed over her removed all doubt about where this night would end. Normally this would have left her feeling shy and nervous, but there was nothing normal about her and Gage. The men she’d been with in the past were boys compared to him, and she wondered why she’d ever felt intimidated or shamed by any of them.
She certainly didn’t feel intimidated or ashamed now and she was sitting across from the most dangerous man she’d ever met, a man who had traveled the world, seen and done things she’d only read about in books, probably slept with women who belonged on the covers of magazines. He’d done all that, and he wanted her. Her. Little Nikki who always wore out the purple crayon first and talked to a stuffed poodle and wore fluffy kitten ears. Silly Nikki who passed up a well-paid, respectable career as a biochemist to lay down cocktails in a titty club because she liked the music and pretty lights. She’d never thought of herself as sexy or desirable, but knowing he did caused a subtle but powerful shift in her. Tonight she felt big.
The last thing left on the table was a plate of vibrantly marbled pink tuna sushi, the best tuna on the planet according to Cyla. O-toro. Keeping her eyes fixed on Gage, she picked a piece up with her fingers, then slowly slipped it between her lips. Her pink tongue darted out to lick the juice from her fingers before returning to savor the expensive fish. Gage’s sharp inhalation was the reaction she’d hoped for, but it was all she could do not to gasp as well. O-toro sushi was a pricey morsel she’d always denied herself before tonight, and as the decadent fish melted on her tongue, a soft moan of pleasure escaped her.
Her near orgasmic reaction to the sushi had an instant effect on Gage. “Jesus, Kitten,” he rasped. “Do that again and I’ll bend you over this table.”
Feeling bigger than she had in a long time, Nikki smiled slyly at him. “I don’t see any crayons here to stop you.”
* * *
If he hadn’t been trying to maintain a low profile, Gage would have cleared the table and taken Nikki right there in the restaurant. He’d already been nursing a low-grade hard-on for her for what felt like an eternity. Coming home to see her wearing a dress that practically begged him to take it off had completely thrown his usual restraint to the curb, and watching her nearly orgasm over a piece of sushi was his undoing.
He didn’t remember calling a cab or paying the bill, only how she looked when she cast that sideways glance at him before sucking the last bit of sushi from her fingertips. The playful kitten had been replaced by a seductive lioness who looked hungry, and Gage was eager to feed her. No crayons indeed.
He was on her the instant she slid across the seat of the taxi, fingers tangling up in her tousled mess of black hair as his mouth greedily descended upon her soft lips. Her tongue eagerly sought his out even as he devoured her, sweet and hungry and needing all he could give. With mouths locked someone groaned into the other, he wasn’t sure who, perhaps both of them. It was hard to tell where he ended and she began. The heat coming off of her added fuel to his own fire and at last he threw the last of his restraint to the wind.
Slipping his free hand under her trembling thighs, he scooped her up and pulled her across his lap, sending the already short dress clear up to her hips as her lightly tanned legs splayed open. The sight sent his cock from half-mast to full attention in an instant, straining against the interfering fabric of his trousers, but it would have to wait a little longer. Right now he wanted to make her come for him, writhing to his touch as he watched.
She seemed to have similar ideas, grabbing his hand from underneath and pulling it around to rub against her soaked pussy, sighing his name in his ear as she pushed against his willing fingers. Gage didn’t need any further encouragement. A musky, intoxicating scent called up to him, begging him to take a taste as he slipped his fingers inside the already wet panties and caressed the silky treasure they hid. A sharp buck of her hips nearly knocked his hand away but the eager whimpering just below his ear told him he was exactly where she needed him to be. Dipping into her swollen slit, he eased two fingers inside her sweet pussy, then brought them to his mouth, sucking the juices from them while she watched with glazed eyes.
If the driver was getting an unexpected eyeful he gave no indication of it beyond taking a slightly longer route back to the hotel, for which Gage was appreciative. Nikki’s body responded to his touch like a finely tuned instrument and with his thumb gently strumming her clit and two other fingers steadily thrusting in and out of her tight hole, it didn’t take long for her whole body to begin to vibrate. Normally he would have taken his time, drawn out her pleasure making love to every inch of her body until she was begging for release, but both of them had been aching for this for days and greed won out. After they got to the hotel he would take his sweet time. There he would taste her and tease her and fuck her until she could take no more, but right now he needed to feel her to explode against him.
“Come for me now,” he demanded, and she did, arching sharply up as one leg thumped uncontrollably against the back of the driver’s seat. Gage held her tightly, fingers deep inside her tight pussy, sharing every wave of her pleasure as she bucked and squealed and cried out his name. “No,” he chuckled as she grabbed his hand and tried to pull it away. “Keep coming.” Her orgasm had begun to ebb but as he continued to tease her swollen clit he felt it start to rebuild.
“Ooooh, oh, god, I can’t,” she pleaded.
“You can and you will,” Gage whispered into her mouth as he kissed her. The sudden deluge of juices over his hand told him she could indeed, and harder than before. This time he had to grab her leg to keep her from kicking a hole in the driver’s seat, and the sight of her delirium rendered his cock hard enough to fuck through a concrete wall. The scent of her intoxicated him, calling him to bury his face between her legs and lap up every drop of her sweet juices. He didn’t know how much longer he could restrain himself, and was about to tell the driver to get a move on when he realized they were already there.
He had no idea the car had even stopped, but now the driver stood patiently outside, discreetly turned away from the passenger door’s window while also blocking them from the view of any curious passersby. There was no way Nikki’s Jell-O legs would have supported her back to their room so Gage tugged her dress back into place and gathered her up in his arms. She barely seemed to notice, curled against his chest with her arms wrapped possessively around his neck as he carried her all the way to their room. In typical Japanese fashion, those he passed along the way pretended not to notice the half-conscious girl in his arms or the massive bulge in his pants, allowing them to reach the privacy of their suite uninterrupted.
* * *
Nikki was only vaguely aware of being carried from the car. The subdued chatter of passersby, the smooth swoosh of the elevator doors, even the click of the door as it closed behind them barely registered. It wasn’t until Gage set her down against the wall and sank to his knees to bury his face between her legs that she jolted back to the present. Strong fingers tugged her panties to one side to allow his hot tongue access to her still throbbing pussy, greedily licking each swollen lip before taking a skillful turn around her clit. He sucked and licked, groaning with need as he devoured her.
Eager to give his skillful tongue better access, she raised one leg to wrap over his shoulder, leaning against the wall for support as he slipped two fingers inside her. When he wrapped his other hand around her butt and slipped a finger between her cheeks to first caress, then gently probe her tight ass, she tried to protest. Nikki’s backdoor had always been off limits but Gage had her too turned on now to put up any real argument. Before she could do more than gasp weakly, he gently slipped one finger into the virgin hole while at the same time plunging his tongue deep into her pussy, electrifying what felt like a million and a half nerve endings simultaneously. In an instant Nikki understood what all the fuss was about, and as she allowed herself to relax onto Gage’s fingers a familiar shudder began to work its way through her body.
“Not yet,” Gage warned, immediately recognizing her telltale reaction. “Wait for me.”
Nikki whimpered in frustration as his fingers slipped from her greedy holes, but when he grasped her around the waist and stood up, raising her with him, she understood. Quickly she wrapped one leg around his waist and lowered the other from his shoulder to join it, then reached down between them to impatiently tug at the button of his trousers. It took only a second to free him, and though she could not see it she felt his cock spring loose and eagerly nose its way between her dripping lips. Gage held her pinned to the wall and slowly lowered her onto it, inch by inch, letting himself into her tight wetness with excruciating slowness. Halfway in he stopped, holding her in place as he watched her expectantly.
“Do you want my cock in you, Kitten?” His voice was husky but teasing.
Nikki nodded frantically. At the moment his cock buried in her pussy was the only thing she wanted.
“Say it.”
“I want it in me,” she gasped, struggling to inch her way down on it herself only to have him pull back out slightly.
“No,” he smirked. “Say it right.”
Say it right? What did that even mean? “I want your cock in me,” she groaned. “Please, Daddy, I want your cock in me.” When he rewarded her with another inch of it she knew she’d gotten it right. The bulge in his pants earlier had warned her of his size but it wasn’t until she found herself sliding down his throbbing shaft like a two-sizes-too-small glove that she understood just how huge he was. Nikki sighed as her inexperienced pussy stretched to accommodate ev
ery inch of him, then hitched slightly when she felt his hand return its attention to her ass once more.
This time instead of protesting, she begged. Gage chuckled as he began to slowly thrust himself in and out of her. “Do you want me in both holes?” he whispered against her ear as his finger teased her puckered back hole. When she only nodded he shook his head. “I want you to say it,” he demanded as he kissed her neck. “Say, I want you in both holes, Gage.”
Her face became as hot as the rest of her body and Nikki let out an embarrassed giggle. She’d never been the sort to talk dirty during sex much less say what she wanted, but she wanted what he was offering too much to be shy now. “I want you in both holes, Daddy,” she repeated, and was immediately rewarded by not one but two fingers invading her no man’s land. “Oh, my god,” she exhaled as he began to rhythmically fuck her two holes. Another shudder racked through her and this time he didn’t order her to wait.
“Come for me, Kitten,” he ordered. She didn’t need to be told twice. Pinned to the wall, impaled by his rigid cock as he thrust into her faster and faster, she let her entire body melt into the undulating waves of pleasure radiating out from between her legs. Nothing else mattered but the ache inside and the way Gage filled it, the scent of his aftershave and sweat mingled with the taste of herself on his tongue. She thought she heard her voice calling his name as she hit the tipping point, or maybe he was calling hers, and then they came together, him inside her, her wrapped around him, mouths locked together while the rest of them exploded.
As the last of the spasms ebbed through them they remained crushed to the wall of the foyer. Nikki could have stayed that way forever, supported in his arms, feeling him inside her. With apparently reluctance he finally staggered back, still holding her tightly as he made his way to the sofa to lie down with her. He stroked her hair and kissed her cheek in silence as she snuggled up closer to him and waited for her breath to return. She’d imagined this happening for so long, and now that it finally had she thought even her best fantasies fell far short. Relaxed and content, she was about to drift off to sleep when his hand crept down her thigh, letting her know the night had just begun.
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