Isa’s POV
As Nikolai carried me in his arms, we continued to kiss so intensely I had hardly noticed we’d left the kitchen. I could only focus on his lips against mine, or his hands on the underside of my skirt; at some point he’d lifted the skirt up to my hips so he could get a proper handful as we made our way into the bedroom.
He pulled away from the kiss when we came to the end of the bed, his thumbs tracing the line of my cheeky lace underwear. As he still held me wrapped around his waist, Nikolai gave me an unexpected smack on my left cheek, growling when I yelped in response. “God, I love that ass.”
I gave a shy laugh as he set me down on the edge of the bed. I put my arms down at my sides, and went to scoot further back, but he took the fabric of my blouse in his hands instead, t
