Chapter 16

Nikolai

I have to hand it to Kimiko, she seems to have made more progress in getting Arianna to relax and open up than I have. Though she's no closer to finding out the information Arianna has than me. I wasn't surprised to hear just how isolated Arianna's life has been, seeing as no one ever saw her. Kimiko seems to think this is a good route to take to get her to talk.

"Nikolai, it's clear she's desperate to see the world, to be free to come and go as she pleases and explore. But she also has no real understanding of what she's missing. If you give her a taste of that, she's bound to want to leave even more than she does already," Kimiko said.

I don't like how the thought of her leaving makes me feel. I've grown used to having her around, to seeing her every day. Admiring her beauty, enjoying her wit and intellect, seeing her with my family, and fucking her senseless. These are all things I don't want to let go of just yet. Not that I admitted that to Kimiko.

"It's too dangerous for her to be seen," I lie.

Kimiko could tell I wasn't being truthful, that usually, I wouldn't worry about my ability to keep her safe. She raised an eyebrow at me.

"Then take her out somewhere she won't be seen. You could drive her to the city in one of the blacked-out SUVs, then have dinner in the New York penthouse. The only people who'd see you then are our men and the chef. We have plenty of trustworthy and discreet private chefs to choose from," she said.

I couldn't argue with her logic and reluctantly agreed to carry out her plan a few days later once I'd cleared my schedule. Now the time has come, I'm feeling pretty grateful to Kimiko for suggesting it. Arianna has dressed up for the occasion in a silky, mint green dress that hugs her curves in all the right places.

There's a slit in the skirt, revealing a flash of creamy white thigh that I want to run my tongue along. Her hair is hanging down in loose curls, it's so full and thick it makes her already petite frame seem even smaller. She's wearing minimal makeup as always, but I'm surprised and more than a little bit turned on to notice she's wearing red lipstick. The thought of her wrapping those bright red lips around my cock springs to mind and I can feel myself getting hard.

It's all I can do not to bend her over and fuck her on the staircase right now. To forget all about this stupid plan to leave. Why would we go out when I have everything I need right here?

The small, shy smile on her face is the thing that stops me. Her eyes are shining and she's tapping her toes in their heeled sandals. She's excited. It's as clear as day that she can't wait to go out. So, like the gentleman I'm not, I hold out my arm for her to take.

"Shall we?"

She smiles, takes it, and we walk outside to the waiting SUV. I open the door for her and help her climb into the back, lifting her off her feet to get into the giant vehicle. Even with her heels, she'd have struggled to get in being so short, but in all honesty, I just wanted an excuse to touch her. I go around and get in the other side, and we drive off.

Like a limousine, the SUV has a dividing partition between the driver and passengers, so Arianna and I can enjoy the drive without being disturbed. I know the driver knows better than to put it down or try to speak with us. He's fully aware of where we're going and that we are to be left alone.

"Where are we going?" Arianna asks.

Up until now, I haven't told her what's happening, just that we were going out and to dress up. She sounds excited but there's an undercurrent of concern in her voice. She still doesn't trust me. Part of her is probably wondering if I'm taking her somewhere to kill her, or to sell her to the highest bidder. She knows I'm capable of it. She just doesn't know it's the last thing I want to do to her.

"Into the city for dinner," I reply.

"Is it pointless for me to ask which city?" she says, raising a delicate eyebrow sarcastically.

"You'll see soon enough. We've got a little bit of a drive ahead, with nothing too exciting to see beforehand I'm afraid though."

"That's okay, looking out the window will be interesting for me," she replies with a shrug.

The fact that I know it's likely to be true, that the landscape I take for granted will be new and exciting to her, that everything is new to her, is both a little bit sad and endearing. There's a whole world out there she knows nothing about. For a while, I enjoy watching her. We sit in comfortable silence with her looking out of the window, her expression awed as though witnessing something miraculous, not highways and homogenized suburbs.

Being this close to her drives me wild. I can't stop thinking about fucking her. I move closer, tracing a finger along that deliciously creamy exposed thigh. Her breath hitches and her focus shifts toward me. Those green eyes look into mine, my desire mirrored in them. Fuck waiting until later.

"Take off your panties," I command.

"What?" she asks looking aroused yet startled, her eyes dart at the partitioning wall.

"The driver can't hear us, it's soundproofed. Now, take them off," I order.

She slowly removes them, maintaining eye contact the entire time. It's unbelievably sexy and my cock strains against my pants. I take the scrap of lacy material and pocket it. My fingers trail between her thighs and I feel the slickness there, so wet and ready for me again. A soft moan escapes her lips and she arches her back slightly, already hungry for more. I delve a finger into the warmth of her, stroking her clit while I move it in and out.

"Oh, Nikolai," she moans closing her eyes and biting her lip.

I grip her ass, hiking her dress up to expose her bareness and enjoying the sight of her perfect pink pussy and ass. She groans and writhes on my hand and I can feel her getting even wetter, so wet I know that soon her juices will be running down my wrist. Watching her let go and lose control like this, embracing the pleasure, is unbearable. I can feel her orgasm building as her pussy spasms and clenches.

"Oh god, Nikolai, please, make me cum," she begs.

"Such a greedy kukolka ," I growl.

I continue to work my fingers inside her, licking and biting the creamy slope of her heaving breasts and neck. I kiss and suck, deciding to mark her as mine. She screams out with pleasure as I feel the orgasm tear through her. I slowly remove my dripping fingers and lick them clean, enjoying the shocked and aroused expression this elicits from her. She tastes so fucking good.

I plan on leaving things here, my cock is straining against my pants, desperate for release, but I'm determined to wait until later when I can take my time to really enjoy her. But my kukolka has other plans. She slowly unbuckles my belt and releases my throbbing cock from my pants. Looking up at me she leans forward and takes me in her mouth.

Just the sensation of being inside her mouth, to have those ruby lips wrapped around my cock as I'd imagined earlier almost has me bursting right away. She slowly starts to work her way up and down the length of me using her mouth and hands. She's tentative and uncertain to start, but soon she gets into the rhythm of it, taking me deeper and deeper each time. She's looking down, intent on the task, her hair falling in front of her face. I brush it out of the way.

"Look at me," I command.

She does and the sight almost makes me explode. I enjoy the feeling for a moment longer, planning on sitting her on my cock and making her scream. But then she licks around the tip before unexpectedly taking the entire length of me in her mouth and I lose myself in the moment.

"Fuck, Arianna," I growl.

Unable to hold myself back I release inside her mouth. My naughty little kukolka surprises me again when she swallows all of my seed.

That was fucking incredible. She's incredible.

I'm totally screwed.