"Marcin, we need--"
They both froze and looked toward the door.
Solkan had walked into Marcin's apartment without bothering to knock.
And stood there in the entrance, staring at the two of them.
Marcin glared at him as Gianna grabbed him, using him as a shield for her.
"What is so important?"
"It will keep."
"Announce yourself next time!"
"Sorry."Solkan practically ran out of the room.
Gianna laid her head on his shoulder."I'm pretty sure you need to set up a lock on that front door."
"I think so."
She rocked her hips against him."Where were we?"
He slammed his hips up into her."About there."
She shrieked and wobbled for a second and he held her steady."Yes, that's it."
"This is where we should be."He thrust up a couple more times, and the pressure from his Craving built back up.
She rolled her hips to match him and after a few thrusts, he reached his now climax, and finished.
Gianna fell forward on him."You owe me a new dress," she said.
"If I get you a new one, I may have to rip it off you again."
She chuckled, and started to climb off him, shedding the remainder of the dress as she did.
"Except those," he said.
"What?"
"Those."He pointed at the shoes.He didn't know what it was about them, but he really liked them."You need to keep those on."
She stood there, her hand on her naked hip."And wear what?Just the shoes?"
He nodded.
She smiled and walked into the bedroom.
Marcin followed.
"Come on,"Marcin said, leading Gianna with him through the hallway of Disguised Serenity.
"I know this isn't sexual, because you would have me wearingthe shoes," she said.
"I likethe shoes."
"I will endeavor to get more pairs."
