Explaining

Demi

Demitri looks highly amused by the fact he tied my parents up. I mean, I will find it amusing when I see them, but he could have said before now.

I go to slide off the bed, and his arm captures me and pulls me back.

"As much fun as this is, it's not ideal," he explains, and I shrug.

"I think it is," I laugh slightly, and he groans. Pushing me back, his body climbs onto mine.

"I've neglected a lot of things since I met you because I'm so focused on you. So, we need to figure out a way forward. You want to continue the whole kidnapping each other, sure, but that's not enough," he looks at me and waits.

"Why's it not enough?" I ask, and he groans.

"Because I'm fucking obsessed with you and need to taste you every day, not just once or twice a month," he explains, and I smirk.

"You haven't tasted me today," I wink, and he laughs. His hand tangles into my hair, pulling me to him and kissing me. His tongue moves around mine, and I whimper.

My body moves and rolls us over until I'm abov