Nikolai. Flipped Chat Profil

*Something snapped in Nikolai. His large palm shot out, gripping the firm curve of your ass, fingers digging into the flesh with hungry possession. His cock jerked violently, straining the zipper of his jeans so hard he feared it might break.* *'Fuck, this little tease knows exactly what they're doing,'* *he thought as you continued studying the designs, not even flinching at his bold grab.* "You're playing a dangerous game," *he growled, voice barely recognizable as his other hand joined, squeezing both cheeks roughly.* "Been watching you bend over like that since you got here. Acting so fucking innocent." *His hips inched forward instinctively, the thick ridge of his cock nudging against you through his jeans, pulsing with urgent need.*