Seth's Cravings: An Endless Series: Book 2 (39 page)

     I held on to her confounded at the turn of events.
“Nadia…Nadia, please stop.” Her wiggles were easily subdued which probably didn’t
appease her anger any. “What if I told you I’ve only slept with one other woman
in the past four months?”

     Her struggles halted and she looked at me in shock. “No
way!”

     I laughed at her look of shock. “Is it really that
shocking?”

     “Kind of.” She rejoined.

     I realized she thought I’d only slept with one woman,
one time in those four months. I was about to correct her, but then I thought
that might restart our argument all over again. I’d enlighten her later…maybe.

     “So, are we past this now?” I asked loosening my hold
on her, but only by a little, because hell…I liked her close. The feel of her
naked breasts crushed against my chest and my dick rubbing into her soft thigh
was highly arousing.

     Her lips twisted and she didn’t answer me right away.

     “Nadia?” I pressed.

     “Well…there’s probably something I should tell you.”  

     Those words were never good to hear. “I really don’t
want to hear about who you last slept with.” I said resolutely, my body
tensing.  

     She snorted. “Yeah, well, you don’t need to worry about
that…because there hasn’t been anyone.”

     “What do you mean?” Her words weren’t computing.

     She gave me a ‘duh’ look—from what I could ascertain in
the dim light. “I. Have. Not. Had. Sex….Yet…Up to this point. In twenty years.
Ever in my life. Never, ever, ever.”

     I stared at her in astonishment as her words finally penetrated.
“Holy fuck! Are you serious?”

     She scowled, and I grimaced. I maybe could have said
that better, but I couldn’t fucking believe she was still a virgin. She was
just too sensual, and confident, and she burned so damn hot when I touched her.

     “Why is it so shocking?” She retorted using the same
words I had minutes ago. “When would I find the time to have a relationship? I started
apprenticing at sixteen. I went to school, and then went to work, and
then
spent my time with Issy and Luka. I’m not the kind of person to pick up some
random guy to have sex with just to scratch an itch. That’s what sex toys are
for. Hell, they’re a lot less work too, and I know where they’ve been.” Her
last words were said with a withering glare. 

      Each heated word out of Nadia’s mouth sent an electric
bolt of lust coursing through my body, and the withering glare was like a hard
stroke to my cock. My mouth crashed down on hers in uncontainable desire and she
responded with the same unruly vehemence. Palming her cheeks I held her still
as I plunged my tongue into her mouth in fierce possessiveness, staking my
claim and ownership.

     Learning that everything we’d shared was a first for
her, that each uninhibited kiss and touch she gave me was relatively new to
her, that all those out of control responses I pulled from her were just for
me, had my blood roaring volcano hot.

     Nadia may not know it yet, but she was mine. And I
wasn’t just talking about her virginity, which she would give me when she was
ready, I meant all of her. This decision wasn’t out of the blue; I’d been steadily
comprehending and yielding to her consuming effect on me from the start.

     Nadia’s hands roamed feverishly over my shoulders and
back, and the soft moans escaping from her mouth vibrating into mine went
straight to my groin. A groin, I suddenly realized, that had settled in the
notch between Nadia’s thighs.

     With the utmost willpower I released her lips with a
hiss and bowed my forehead to hers. My erection was resting in a wet, hot
paradise telling me that Nadia’s skirt had ridden up no longer providing a
barrier to foreign objects. All I wanted to do was glide my dick in all that
slickness, thrust hard within, and pound to fulfillment, but she’d made a point
of saying she trusted me and there was no way I was going to break it…no matter
how amazing I knew it would be.

     Forcing myself, I rolled us to our sides, smoothing her
skirt down. “The only reason I was surprised was because you’re so sexually
confident.”

     Nadia clutched at my shoulder and stared up at me
panting heavily looking like she was trying to process my words. “Uh…I told you
I’m not me when I’m wiz you.”  

     My lips twitched at her explanation, but I liked
hearing that I was the only one to get this response from her. I ran my finger
down the hollow of her throat and between her plump breasts. It was too dark to
get a clear definition of the color of her nipples, but I bet they were a pretty
pink. “Who are you then?”

     She inhaled unsteadily making those mounds jiggle
enticingly. “Hell if I know.”

     Chuckling, I gave her a hard kiss. “Well, I like both
of your personalities. Let’s all three of us sit here and enjoy a few more
minutes of the night. This will give me time to calm down so I don’t cause us
to get into an accident on the return trip from a decrease of blood to my
brain.”

     Reaching over I shut off the lantern so we could return
to looking at the stars. I handed Nadia her bra and shirt because it would be
too difficult to lay here with her half naked. I hiked my boxers and pants up
over my erection then pulled Nadia into my side when she was dressed. 

     She snuggled closer and it was quiet for several
minutes as we took pleasure in the view and each other. I ended up stroking her
ear and playing with the three earrings she wore while Nadia trailed her fingers
over my chest. It wasn’t helping my blood diminution, but I didn’t care.

     “Hey, did you rip my panties?” She asked breaking the
silence.

     I smiled at her casual tone, and because I had indeed
shredded her panties. “Yep.” I answered smugly.

     “Don’t sound so broken up about it.” She said sarcastically
slapping my chest.

     I chuckled. I could tell she wasn’t too upset about it,
and I knew at the time it had only made her hotter, the same as me.  

     “I can’t believe I’m going home commando.” Nadia
snorted.

     I drew a circle on the back of her nape. “That image is
going to fuel my dreams tonight.”      

     She slapped my chest again. Ten seconds later she
chuckled.

     “What?” I asked tugging on her ear gently.

     “I was just thinking that my dreams are going to run
along those lines as well. Only you will be without your boxers too,” her
fingers ran down my abdomen, “and we will be in that certain number position,”
she drew a circle around my navel, “doing very naughty things to each other.”
Her finger trailed down further toward the growing bulge in my pants.

     I slapped my hand down over hers stopping her progress.
“Nadia! This isn’t helping.” I growled as her words threw up images in my head
that were certain to drive me crazy. She giggled and I stared down at her in shock.
“You little tease. You did that on purpose.”

     She pressed her face into my side still chortling. “I’m
sorry, I couldn’t help it.”

     That deserved retaliation. I rose over her and attacked
her ribs tickling her mercilessly. She twisted and turned under me screaming in
laughter trying to tickle me in return in hopes of getting me to stop. However,
I wasn’t ticklish.

     “This isn’t fair, you’re not ticklish.” She gasped
slapping at my hands.

     “Say you’re sorry.” I moved my finger up and down her
sides in dual enjoyment.

     “
Mne zhal’
, I’m sorry.” She yelled laughing. I
stopped and she inhaled deeply in an effort to catch her breath. “I’m sorry
that I forgot to tell you that there was also whip crème, handcuffs, and
leather whips in the dream.”

     I stared down at her in astonishment, because that was
so fucking hot. It was like she was reading my mind. Although, the leather whip
might be a little too much. “If you had your panties on I would so make you pee
them right now.” I grumbled in frustrated need. Flopping down next to her I
pulled her in close again.

     She sighed and I could literally hear the amusement in
it. I smiled at her perverse humor. The woman was both bold and impudent, and
couldn’t remember feeling this happy and content…while sporting a hard-on.  

     “I had a really good time tonight.” She said.

     “So did I.” I returned.

     There was a short silence before Nadia spoke again
topping off the night. “You know I could have gotten you to stop tickling me if
I really wanted. I just didn’t want to break your fingers in the process.”

     I hugged her close laughing.  

Chapter Twenty-Three

NADIA

     “So, it’s the big night out for the Cherkesov family.”
Seth said as I opened the door for him Saturday night.

     I smiled. Tonight was Luka’s homecoming and Issy’s
fifth grade dance. “That it is.” I ran an appreciative gaze over Seth’s massive
frame stretching the seams of the dark suit he was wearing. His dark hair had
gotten longer since the first time I’d met him and it fell in organized curls
about his head. He was dressed up because he was escorting Issy and me to her dance
tonight.

     “You look very handsome.” I declared.

     His eyes ran down my upswept hair and simple light
green dress admiringly. It was sleeveless and stopped at my knees belling
outwards. “You look better.” Grasping my waist he bent down to give me a kiss,
his tongue making a quick foray before withdrawing. I pouted in disappointment
which had him smiling and returning for another.

     “My eyes, my eyes.” Luka complained walking in the
room.

     I was the one to pull away this time with a slight
flush. I wasn’t accustomed to making out in front of my brother. “
Sh-sh
,
or I’ll poke you in the eye.” I shot back running my hands down my dress
self-consciously.

     Seth’s arms curved around my waist. “Looking sharp,
Luka.” He walked with me into the apartment. “When is your cougar coming to
pick you up?”

     Luka had been asked to the homecoming by a female
classmate that was a senior, and since Luka wasn’t able to drive as yet the
girl was coming to pick him up.

     Luka straightened his blue tie with a grin. “Mandy
should be here pretty soon. She’s one of the homecoming candidates and has to
be at the football field before the game starts at six.”

     Just then Issy came running into the living room.
“Seth! You’re here.” Seth released me so he could bend down as she ran up to
hug him. It amazed me how comfortable Issy had become around Seth. She treated
him like one of the family.

     “Issy, you look beautiful.” Seth stated holding her at
arms length.

     She smiled and stepped back so she could display her
peach dress dotted with small white flowers to its advantage. It was short
sleeved with a flared skirt and fell just below her knees.

     Issy pointed at Seth’s tie with delight. “Seth, your
tie is the same color as my dress. Did you do that on purpose so you would
match me?”

     Seth fiddled with his tie with a grin. “I did. I want
everyone to know who you’re with. Do you like it?”

     “It’s so cool, I love it.” She then progressed to tell
him about all the time I’d spent fixing her hair and nails, painting a small
white flower on each one to match her dress. 

     I watched them together with a hitch in my chest. It
was great seeing Issy warm to another person, and Seth’s easy affectionate
interaction with her only made my heart open up more to him. Many men wouldn’t
want to deal with a female with my responsibilities, but Seth not only dealt
with it, he asked to be part of it.

     That was why he was here tonight dressed for Issy’s
dance. When Seth had heard that this dance was a father-daughter, mother-son dance
he’d instantly stepped up to the plate. Luka had at first planned to cancel his
homecoming to take Issy, but I’d told him ‘
no
’, that I would take her
because I hadn’t wanted Luka to have to miss out on his own special night. Seth
had found all this out when we’d gone shopping for dress clothes and with no
warning he’d knelt down and asked Issy if she would allow him to be her date.

     She’d lit up like a Christmas tree at the invite. If
I’d had any inclination to be upset at his presumptuous manner it had gone out
the window at Issy’s squeal of delight. Seeing her unrestrained happiness had
made me want to kiss him senseless.   

     A knock on the door interrupted my musing.

     “That’s for me?” Luka declared heading for the door. He
opened it and on the other side stood an attractive brunette in a shimmering
gold, form-fitting, spaghetti-strap, knee length dress. She had on gold high
heeled shoes to match and even her hair had some gold sparkly sprinkles in it.
The girl was maybe five-five, but with the heels she gained about three inches.

     There was no refuting that the girl was attractive, but
she was almost too bright and sparkly to look at.

     “Hey Mandy.” Luka greeted the girl, Mandy, casually.

     I had tried getting information on Luka’s date, but all
he would say was that she was just someone from school—like I didn’t know that—and
that she wasn’t anyone he was serious about. She’d asked and he had accepted.   

     Mandy moved forward setting her hand on Luka’s chest
giving him a seductive smile. “Hey Luka.”

     My brows popped sky high at the girl’s blatant sexual
behavior.
Bozhe
.

     Luka stepped back waving Mandy in. “Come on in and meet
everyone while I grab my jacket and get my shoes on.”

     Mandy stepped in looking around with raised eyebrows
and an unimpressed expression of her surroundings. I had to hand it to the girl;
she did offer us a smile in greeting, even if it did seem kind of plastic
looking. However, I noticed that when her gaze landed on Seth it turned appreciative
once more.