Chapter 7

Paul pulled his silver two seater BMW in his garage and smiled when he seen Nikki's black Silverado parked next to his. Walking in his lakeside mansion his smile got even wider when he heard the sounds of Nikki's voice accompanying the radio coming from the kitchen. She most likely was cooking dinner for them that being the only time she sang along with radio this loud. Stepping in the kitchen he placed his jacket on the marble island top, then walked up behind Nikki and placed his hands on her swaying hips.

Nikki froze when she felt his hands on her hips, she felt the heat from his hands go through the jeans she wore right to her skin and it disgusted her, it also excited her.

"Sorry for being late, that damned man wouldn't stop talking about his stupid dog and the surgery it had to have." Softly he nipped the side of her neck and she had to fight the moan that threatened to come out. "I was actually looking forward to coming home tonight."

Nikki took a step to her left and began placing the chicken she had cut in the skillet on the stove top. "Well I hope you're hungry." She opened the cabinet door above the stove, reaching up to the top shelf for some seasoning pulling her already too short shirt up revealing the soft tanned skin on her lower back.

Paul smiled and moved to stand behind her once again as she sprinkled seasoning on the chicken. Putting his hands under her shirt and running his fingers over her skin. "I was thinking more along the lines of coming home and working up an appetite." He dropped a few soft kisses on her neck as he caressed her stomach, slowly moving his motions upward towards her breasts.

"How about we not." Nikki spoke through clenched teeth as she moved from under his burning skin before his fingers grazed the underside of her breasts. "As I said before," she spun around to face him "I will live here with you, marry you, take you name and put on a front in front of people to make it look like I'm happily married to you. But I will under no chance in hell have sex with you. I will be the biggest bitch towards you behind closed doors for forcing me into this. So you can get all the thoughts you have about touching me, kissing me, and fucking me. Got it." With her point made she stepped away from him once again and began finishing dinner.

However Paul had other thing in mind. "I told you what the conditions where. If you are not going to follow them then you might as well pack you things and head back home and kiss Ric good bye." Nikki watched as he pulled his cell phone from his pant pocket.

"What are you doing?"

"Calling my lawyer."

Nikki lowered her head. "Fine you win." Nikki raised her head back up to look him in the eyes, tears filling hers. Paul walked over and cupped her face in his hands.

"Don't cry Nik," he wiped away the tears that fell, "I'm doing this for us, for you to help you understand how much I love, need and want you."

"So you blackmail me."

Paul brushed his lips against her forehead. "Why don't you go upstairs and soak in the tub for awhile and I'll finish up dinner."

Nikki unwrapped her long auburn hair and began running a brush through it. Before she soaked for an hour in Paul's enormous tub, one he had put in just for, she sat in the bathroom crying. She couldn't believe she was letting him use her in such a way.

It's all for grandpa. Was what she kept telling herself over and over again? Once she finally stopped crying she enjoyed the nice long hot soak, preparing herself what would happen tonight after dinner.

Setting her brush down she began to shake some of the water from her hair, she straightened her knee length robe that covered the short satin white nightgown she wore underneath. Then taking a deep breath she opened the bathroom door and stepped into the bedroom Paul would be bringing her back to after they ate.

As she walked in the dinning room she found it empty and quite, turning she walked in the kitchen and found Paul setting the small table in the kitchen for the dinner.

"Do you feel any better?" Paul asked as she sat in the chair he pulled out for her.

"As good as I will I guess." Nikki picked up her fork and stabbed a piece of grilled chicken.

The rest of their meal was quite, the only sounds were that of silverware hitting the black glass plates. They washed up the dishes then moved into the living room where Paul switched the TV on and watched the stock reports roll across the bottom of the screen. Nikki on the other hand walked behind the couch over to stand in front of the window. The sun has already set and the night sky was glittered with stars. She turned to the walnut bookcase and noticed pictures sat on the shelves instead of her books. The case was bought for her books since Paul kept his in his office there really was no other use for it other holding pictures taken of her and Paul when they were together. Nikki reached up and removed on picture encased in a glass frame with multi-colored angel fish painted on it. The picture itself was a snapshot taken out by the lake behind the house. She was sitting in Paul's lap kissing him on the lips.

Closing her eyes she remembered the day like it was yesterday.

Nikki had just got home from her first day working with Paul at his office, they had only been together a few months, walking in the house she found it empty. Figuring Paul had stopped off at the bar for a drink with some of his friends she walked in the kitchen to grab a quick bite to eat then head to his office and get some work done. However when she walked in the kitchen she found a dozen roses in a crystal vase on the Island, she picked up the card as she sniffed the roses.

Met me out by the lake.

Setting the card back by the flowers she headed outside where she found Paul walking towards her with two glasses of Champaign. Kissing her forehead he handed her one glass then slide his arms around her waist and they walked toward the blanket he had laid out on the ground with an assortment of foods lying on top. Nikki sat in between Paul's legs and leaned back against his chest.

"This is my little way of saying I'm sorry for being an ass today towards you." He explained referring to the argument they had earlier that day when he messed something up and blamed it on her.

Nikki turned her head. "What do you say you kiss me and we forget all about it?"

"We never did eat that night." Paul said bringing her out of her thoughts.

Nikki sat the picture back on the shelf. "I can't believe you kept all of the pictures I thought you would have burned them the night I left."

"Well I couldn't just do that." Paul gave the photo's a once over seeing all stages of their relationship. "Besides I always had a feeling you would come back to me one day."

"The only reason I'm back here is because you are blackmailing me." Nikki turned to leave the room but Paul grabbed her arm and pulled her to him bringing her lips close enough to his she could feel his breath against her skin. As much as she wanted to deny it she wanted him to kiss at that very moment.

As if he could read her mind he imprisoned her mouth with his own. Her legs began to quiver, she wanted to fight but she couldn't. The smell of him, intense and scrumptious, filled her. She was consumed, there was no fighting him. Kissing him was everything she remembered it to be. Sweet, hot, real, rich and wet. Nikki moaned, wondering how much more of the sensual torment she could take. She clung to his shoulders to keep herself from falling.