Eve's legs were shaking as Dimitri led her out of the shower.
He didn't bother with towels.
Just walked her straight to the bed, still dripping wet, and laid her down on the sheets.
"Dimitri, we're soaked...."
"I don't care." He climbed over her, his eyes dark and intense. "Spread your legs for me. Let me see you."
Eve obeyed, her thighs falling open.
Dimitri's gaze traveled over her body like a physical touch.
"So beautiful," he murmured. "So perfect. So completely mine."
He lowered his head, his mouth finding her breast, sucking the nipple hard.
Eve arched off the bed, gasping.
"Dimitri—I'm still sensitive from...."
"Good." He moved to her other breast, gave it the same treatment. "I want you sensitive. I want you feeling every touch. Every kiss. Every thrust."
His mouth traveled lower, kissing down her stomach, her hip bones, the inside of her thighs.
"Wait....you already....we just..."
