Katerina
After Dmitriy parked in front of his house, he helped me out of the truck, then he pulled me into his arms and asked, “Where would you like to go? My house or yours?”
“I want you all to myself, and that’s not a guarantee at your house, so…” I responded, batting my eyelashes at him.
“Perfect,” he hummed before dipping his head down and pecking a kiss on my lips, then Dmitriy grabbed my hand and mumbled, “Let’s get you inside. There’s a chill in the air tonight.”
Once we were in the house and the door was locked, I walked backward toward my bedroom and seductively murmured, “Get ready for me to rock your world, Dima.”
The second we crossed the threshold into my room, we rushed to get each other undressed, then we fell onto the bed, wrapped in each other’s
