Nick and Lilac Page 28
Unable to help it, she smiled up at Nick. “Best…Christmas…vacation ever!” Again, her doll eyes sparkled.
Nick sighed a second time.
She blinked. “W-why? What’s wrong?”
Nick stretched out one hand, palm up. A second later, a spare pair of Ray-Bans was handed to him, and a second later, it was perched on her nose.
“Nick!”
He kissed her. “This is Japan, manari mou. The men here are addicted to eyes exactly like yours,” he said grimly. “So if you ever fucking take those glasses off your face, then I will lock you in our room and you’ll never set foot in Tokyo again.” Curling an arm around her waist possessively, he said, “Now, where’s your sister?”
They waited.
And waited.
And waited.
Finally, Lilac mumbled, “I think…she’s late.”
He laughed at the shame-faced look on Lilac’s face. “Relax, manari mou. I’m sure she has a good reason.” Privately, he thought not. Even though he had only met Violet and her fiancé through FaceTime chats, he knew that Violet York was not a girl who needed a reason to be late.
“Let me…call her.”
“Use my phone,” he immediately offered. “I have their numbers stored in there.”
Lilac took his phone, scrolled down to find Violet’s name, and switched to loudspeaker when the call pushed through.
You have reached Violet York’s voice mail. I am currently having earth-shattering sex----
Lilac’s eyes went wide behind Nick’s sunglasses while Nick choked on his laughter as someone cursed in Korean in the background.
Mom, Dad, if this is you – it was a joke. Lilac, if it’s you – it’s not. I’m sorry, I’m going to be late but I’m sure Nick has Plan B ready. As for the other guys who are calling to get to know me---
A Korean-European-accented voice, hard and inflexible, cut Violet off.
I’m fucking her.
The line went dead.
“Well,” Nick said after a beat. “She was right.”
Lilac did not know if she wanted to laugh or cringe. How could Violet---
She sighed. Well, that was Violet.
And then she was being dragged.
“N-Nick?”
“I’m hard as a rock now, so don’t make it harder for me to walk.”
“W-what---”
He stopped dead in his tracks, and she bumped into him. He groaned, tipped her chin up, and took her lipsina rough kiss. After, he said tersely, “Now, don’t talk. Just one word and I swear I’ll be fucking you in the nearest restroom.”
Lilac was still wondering if she dared risk being fucked in the nearest restroom by the time they boarded a bullet train bound for Kyoto. She barely caught a glimpse of the extremely interesting interior of the train before Nick had pushed her inside a private cabin.
Baxter quickly pulled the door shut.
“Whaaat---”
Nick whipped the sunglasses off her face. “Now,” he purred, “you can blink those eyes at me.”
And she didn’t mean to, but she did blink because she totally had no idea what was happening.
Nick groaned. “You really did fucking blink.”
In a second, he had her flat against the waist-high windows, breasts pressed flat against the glass as he pulled up the skirt of Lilac’s dress from behind. She gasped as he ripped her panties off. “This,” he told her thickly, “is why I asked you to wear a fucking skirt.”
She was wet already, and the sound of Nick unbuckling his belt and unzipping his pants just made Lilac wetter.
Lilac moaned out loud when she felt the head of his cock against the moist entry of her pussy. “Nick.” She moaned his name, desire making her voice throaty.
“Getting fucked on a train.” His whisper next to her ear made Lilac’s entire body shudder. “Add this to your erotica.”
“Nick!” She wailed it out of embarrassment, but then his cock slid in and he started thrusting hard, one hand going under her blouse to cup her breast while another played with her clit. When she moaned his name again, it was for another reason entirely.
With one twist, he had his scarf unwound from his neck and he thrust it at Lilac. “Bite it, sweetheart---” Nick flipped her over to face him and then he deposited her on the cushion, bringing her legs up. He let his hands drift all over her legs, savoring its silky smoothness and then he caught sight of her stiletto-heeled boots – something he had begged her to wear just for today.
Nick swore. “Bite it now,” he told her harshly.
“I d-don’t need---”
He gripped her ankles, pushed her legs wide open and started fucking her. Hard.
Lilac hastily bit into his scarf and screamed.
****
Violet reluctantly rose from Park’s arms, reaching for her phone, which she had left right next to their futon. “I’m just worried,” she confessed. “Lilac is never late.”
“It’s a good thing she is,” he grunted to her. “Or she and Christakos would have caught you taking advantage of me in the fucking living room---”
Violet giggled. “I can’t help it. I just saw you in a yukata, and well---” Her eyes danced mischievously. “You know what that does to me.”
He snatched her back into his arms, depositing her on his lap. He dealt with her kimono quickly, caressing Violet’s beautiful bottom. “You can call her from here,” he told her huskily.
She pressed the speakerphone on when she heard the clicking sound that meant her call went through.
Voice mail message updated two hours ago.
This is Nick Christakos. You have reached my fiancée’s voice mail. If you are not Violet or her fiancé and you’re a man, then GET THE FUCK OFF THE PHONE BECAUSE THIS IS MY GIRL.
A struggle in the background, scraping sounds that indicated a tug-of-war between two persons over the phone.
And then---
A heartfelt moan.
End of message.
****
My Dear Nikolai,
In case you have forgotten me – and I know it is quite possible, you being the handsome, wealthy, eligible catch of the Ton---
Unbidden, the duke smiled, knowing that even though this was supposed to be a letter of apology, the cheeky little brat had not been able to hold her sharp tongue and keep her sarcasm to herself.
---my name is Lilia, an impoverished daughter of an earl.
I am told by a certain duke that I am stubborn and immature, and though it galls me to admit it – perhaps that man is right.
Now, that man thinks he knows everything there is to know in the world, and I tell you – that kind of attitude is Insufferable! It irks me so, when he thinks his age makes him right in every way about everything.
But –
I am in love with that man.
And I am wondering---
May I have another chance to make him fall in love with me?###