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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