Nikolai originally stared at his palm, but the sudden seductive atmosphere from Nikita shifted his focus to her.
Her beautiful, tanned face, muscular body, and golden eyes peered up at him.
The first thing he noticed was the scent, a warm, wild and familiar aroma with a hint of bittersweetness and a tinge of sourness. Much stronger than the rain and leather inside the car, it filled the back of his throat before she even climbed over the centre console.
Her plump ass squatted over the handbrake.
"Shhh, don't be worried."
Her lips slowly parted, allowing the swollen tip to rest against her tongue as she kept her eyes locked with his.
As if able to feel his apprehension, her eyes narrowed as the outpost lights came into view.
"Don't worry, you know I'm good with my mouth."
Nikolai felt her tongue curl beneath her head before she even closed her lips properly.
