I push the door open to be greeted by Clara kneeling between Nikolai’s legs, her hands wrapped around his dick. He sits on the bed, leaning back on his palms, and he’s only in his boxer briefs that Clara pulled down to free his cock. Now she’s fisting him, watching, marveling, and admiring. His gaze shoots to mine as soon as I stand in the doorway, his eyes darkening in an instant as his lips lift in a cruel smirk. “Call me babe, Clara.”
