Seraphina
I was still trembling, still trying to catch my breath, when I realized Dimitri's fingers hadn't left my body.
They moved inside me now with gentle, lazy strokes, as if he couldn't bear to break contact even for a moment.
"Dimitri." I gasped, oversensitive and shaking.
"Shh," His lips found my neck, pressing soft kisses along my pulse point. "I know, baby. Just relax. Let me take care of you."
His fingers continued their slow exploration, no longer trying to drive me to climax but simply touching and learning every inch of my inner walls.
The hand on my breast gentled too, cupping the weight of it, his thumb brushing feather-light circles around my n****e.
It should have been too much. My body was still singing from the intensity of my orgasm, every nerve ending raw and
