By the time actual sunlight started streaming through the glass walls, painting everything in shades of gold and orange, they'd moved positions.
Dimitri had pulled her up onto her hands and knees, and he was fucking her from behind with a pace that was faster now, more intense. His hand was gripping her hip while his other hand wrapped around her breast, kneading it, his thumb finding her nipple and rolling it between his fingers.
"Fuck," Eve gasped, her arms shaking slightly. "Dimitri, you're so deep."
"I know, piccola," he said, his voice rough. "I'm going to be inside you all morning. Going to make you come so many times you lose count."
He was true to his word.
In the shower, he took her against the marble wall while hot water cascaded over them both. He controlled her movements by gripping her ass, lifting her and lowering her onto his cock while she wrapped her arms around his neck and held on for dear life.
