He didn't wait for her to adjust. Just started movin....hard, deep, possessive strokes that claimed her completely. The bed creaked beneath them, the headboard hitting the wall with each thrust, but Dimitri didn't care who heard.
He wanted the world to know that Eve belonged to him.
"Dimitri...." Eve gasped his name like a prayer, her nails digging into his back.
He changed his angle slightly....hitting that spot deep inside her that made her vision blur and suddenly every stroke was pushing her closer to another orgasm despite having just come twice.
"How many do you think you can give me?" Dimitri asked, his voice dark silk against her ear. "How many times can I make you come before you completely lose yourself?"
"I don't....I can't...." Eve started.
