Nikolai Vetrov
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I didn’t f**k her on every surface of the house. Just the wall, my counter, and my bed.
Then once inside the shower.
After showering, she took the robe in the bathroom and wrapped it around her body before she collapsed on my bed. I smiled at the sight. Her legs were sprawled, her hair was messy and she was somewhere in between being awake and sleeping, but she was also very f*****g beautiful.
I didn’t know exactly what the feeling was, but something akin to satisfaction bloomed in my chest. I’d gotten an apartment just because of her. And now, I didn’t necessarily want her to leave.
“Stand up.”
She turned her head at the sound of my voice, staring at me blankly.
“I have something to show you.”
She groaned, before rolling onto the bed so she was lying on her bac
