“Now?” I snap and grab his c**k. “The only discussion that’s going to happen at this moment is between your d**k and my pussy.”
Sergei’s arm wraps around my waist, and he rolls us until he’s beneath me, with my body draped over his chest. I straddle him, positioning myself above his hard length, and slowly lower my body until I take him all in.
“How do you feel about getting a tattoo?” he asks and grabs my butt cheeks.
“Not happening,” I breathe out as I ride him.
“It can be a small one.” He squeezes my ass and lifts me up, holding me above his c**k. “I’ll teach you to shoot a sniper rifle in exchange.”
His pale blue eyes watch me with a mischievous glint. I reach out and stroke his jawline with my finger. “And what would you like me to tattoo on myself, you maniac?”
Sergei’s lips wi
