“It looks like you missed me.” He moves my panties to the side and places his finger at my entrance. “Did you, little lamb?”
I nod, put my hands on his chest, and slide them down until they reach his crotch.
“Good,” he whispers, then crashes his mouth to mine at the same time he thrusts his finger deep inside me. “Here? Or home?”
Based on the sound of his voice and how hard his c**k is under my palm, he doesn’t like the home option any more than I do.
“Here,” I whisper, not quite believing what I’m saying.
Mikhail grabs me by my thighs and lifts me. I wrap my legs around his waist, put my arms around his neck, and trail kisses down his neck as he walks to the ladies’ restroom on the left. After a quick check of the stalls, he locks the door and carries me toward the wide marble c
