CLAUDE
"Good," Nikolai murmured, his voice dark, possessive. "Because l've wanted to do this since I saw you on your knees."
His lips grazed mine, hard at first, then softening, like he was tasting me, learning me. I was frozen for a moment, shocked by the heat of it all, my hands planted against the wall, but then they were in his hair, tugging him closer as his body pressed into mine.
I moaned into his mouth, feeling every inch of him against me, hard and hot, lips parting, inviting him in. This was nothing like before. This was something I never wanted to end.
Every part of me was on fire. I was trapped between a wall and a hard place-literally-because Nikolai's frim body pressed tightly against mine, his hips grinding into me like he had something to prove. And goddammit,
