Lydia
I needed to forget all the bad s**t in my life, and Nikolai was just the man to help me do it. The kiss was rough and intoxicating. Our emotions had been bottled up for far too long. A mixture of pain and anger, with just enough lust to satisfy our hunger for each other. Right now, it didn’t matter that I was going behind Anna’s back. I needed him.
“f**k, Lydia!” He sucked in a breath as I rubbed the tip with my thumb. His hips jerked forward involuntarily when I sunk down on his shaft. A shock of pleasure made me shiver and close my eyes. Each thrust was like a knife being pierced in my chest. I tried to open my eyes, but couldn’t bring myself to do it. With every thrust, another memory of my past flashed in my head.
The beatings before my mother died.
Her death.
My step-father
