Then she gripped the counter again, trying to breathe through the waves of need crashing over her.
Trying not to think about how badly she wanted Dimitri to pin her against this counter and fuck her until she couldn't remember her own name.
But she was failing, she couldn't stop the fire that was starting to burn between her legs.
She splashed water on her face again and again, trying to keep herself conscious until Dimitri arrives, because she knows she couldn't afford to loose consciousness now.
But she also knew that staying here would be dangerous, because if someone else found her in this situation, someone who isn't Dimitri...
She didn't wait for the thought to land, she pulled herself up and stumbled out of the restroom.
***
POV: DIMITRI
Dimitri's phone buzzed.
Eve's text.
Something's wrong Dimitri. I don't feel right. Can you come get me?
He was on his feet immediately, moving toward the bathroom.
Something was wrong.
