“Nikolai,” I warn. “Yes, baby?” “Stop acting like an impatient toddler and remove your hand.” “But it’s not fair that you’re touching me and I’m not touching you.” “Behave, or you won’t get your prize.” “Fuck no. Kolya and I are thirsty for the prize.” He rolls his hips and tugs me against him with a pull on my drawstrings.
