Seven Days Ch. 04

"Why did you embarrass me tonight?" Nic asked, narrowing his eyes at her.

"Nic, I—because I'm not for sale, that's why," Victoria said, crossing her arms over her chest.

Nic scoffed. The look on his face said that he wanted to dispute that fact. And Victoria wanted to smack that smirk right off his face.

"I'm not, you arrogant prick!" she screamed at him.

"Sure," he said, as he reached out to pinch her nipple. That was it.

Victoria didn't mean to as hard as she did, but she pushed his hand away, and slapped the hell out of him. You could have heard that smack from several rooms away. Her hand was stinging and she could see the red mark slowly creeping across the left side of his face. He stared down at her, and even with the hot water beaming down on her back, his glare froze her. Fuck, another seven days. Great way to end what should have been a good night between the two of them. She tried to quickly move around him and exit the shower, but Nic grabbed her. He pushed her against the tile and lifted her up.

"Wrap your legs around me," he growled. She tried to push him off, but he held her still. "Now!" he yelled at her. She quickly obeyed as he entered her. She leaned her head against the wall, as he forced his length inside her pussy again and again. Damn, he felt so good. He lifted her slightly and sucked the water from her nipples.

When he was done worshipping her nipples, Nic pulled her hair back and stared into her eyes. "Who's pussy is this?" he asked, while pumping harder and faster into her. "Nic's," she whispered. Nic felt like a crazy man. He wanted her so bad, he couldn't think straight. "Say it louder," he commanded, as he leaned down and bit her neck. "Oww. Yours Nic, it's yours," Victoria shouted louder, right as she came. Nic raised his head and leaned it against her forehead as he stilled himself deep within her and came. "Fuck...," he whispered, while they both fought to catch their breath.

Victoria closed her eyes and turned her head to the side. Why did she keep giving in to him like this? It wasn't making her look any better in his eyes. She sighed and tried to wiggle her way out of his grip, but he held her tight.

"Look at me," Nic said, gently pulling her head back by her hair. She looked into his face. "Why didn't you want anything from Tiffany's?" Nic asked. She shrugged, and raised her eyebrows.

"Yes, you do. Tell me," Nic demanded.

Victoria felt trapped. He wouldn't understand. But she decided to put it all out there for him anyway. Everything that she had been thinking about it. She was sure she'd regret it, but here it was.

"Because some things aren't for sale. And I realized the more you gave me the more I was willing to accept things about our arrangement. But I can't do that anymore, Nic. Material things aren't going to make me forget that I'm here because of seventy thousand dollars my dad owes you. It's not going to make me forget that you can and have humiliated me for your own amusement. Or that you're married. What kind of person would I be if I lived like that, even if only for a few more weeks? I appreciate you offering, but I'd rather not have those things and keep a little self-dignity, than to be draped in them and accept the fact that you won't even kiss me on the mouth because that's not what you want from me and--," was all that Victoria got out before his lips came crashing down on hers.

Her eyes immediately widened and then closed with the feeling of his cool, wet lips devouring hers. She wrapped her arms around his neck as he held her against the wall. For once, she felt special. Even if this was all fake and didn't mean anything, this kiss was still all and more than she thought it would be.

Nic's head was swimming. Everything about this girl was different than any other he had known. Her words washed over him and gave him chills. He was praying she couldn't see how much they were affecting him. And when she mentioned the kiss, his mind shut down and something else took over and screamed for him to kiss her right then! And her lips...they had been torturing him for weeks, and then they felt so soft against his aggressive attack. His tongue was wrapping itself around hers as he licked every corner of her sweet mouth. He was tightly gripping her hair, because he didn't want her to pull away. Not now. Not with him feeling the way he did at this moment. He wanted to be as close to her as possible. And fuck him, but he didn't want to let go. Ever.

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"I'm sorry, really, he's on his way," Eddie said to the four Russian men sitting in the office in Nic's restaurant.

"We been waiting an hour, he not coming," Anzor said in a thick Russian accent, while standing to grab his coat.

"No, wait! He's...just slightly delayed, he'll be here. He always is," Eddie assured, checking his cell phone again to see if Nic had called. Eddie had contacted Raymond hours ago. Raymond said he had dropped Nic and Victoria off at Nic's loft, and that Nic had said he would drive himself over to the restaurant.

"No, he not coming. But tell him since we don't mean much to him, we now do business with Sonny. At least he show up for meeting," Anzor growled, then he quickly spoke in Russian and his men followed him out.

Eddie threw his phone across the room. He knew where Nic was. He had been fucking up lately because of her, and now...they had lost out on the one deal Nic had been so adamant to get. Everyone wanted to do business with the Russians, and they had come to Nic specifically, because he was the best. Shit, this was going to turn bad if Sonny landed that deal.

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