Dimitri’s fingers weaved within her hair as he pulled her fully onto his lap. Her nails dug into the fabric covering his shoulders as their lips joined in precise passion. Despite the wound present on his leg or the fact they could have been uncovered, the lovers favored this torrid embrace as their busses left them both breathless. Pulling back to gain a single inhale, Dimitri hid this desperation in the formation of his mouth upon her neck. His mouth trailed upon her skin, enticing her arousal to a point of torment in the craving of a mutual s****l desire. However, as quickly as their session of passion had begun, Juliette rose her hand to his chest to force him to pause.
“I don’t think Geneva wants to walk in on us.” She spoke in consideration for his sister as he let out a sigh before
