Chapter 101
Nix
My mom’s shrill cursing has me laughing against Volik’s lips.
Gods, that felt good.
Volik scoops me up, and I wrap my legs around his waist.
“Volik.” I kiss him. “I have class.”
“Cancel.” He kisses me.
His big hands guide my body until his hardness is perfectly lined up with my seam.
I want to grind against him.
I mean, I do. But I stop.
“I can’t cancel.” I smile against his mouth. “The students will start showing up any minute.”
He growls.
I hear voices in the hallway. “Put me down.”
“Nyet. You can teach class up here.”
Still smiling, I hiss my disagreement.
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