Her voice was thick. “Not enough — god, Pietro — not enough to let you take me out here.” She turned her head to catch at his mouth, teeth digging into his lip. ”People are starting to stare,” she whispered.
Pietro grinned as he picked the smaller woman up, pinning her against the wall and pushing his hips into hers, vibrating still. ”People can watch all they like, I’m not going to stop until you’re begging me,” he said, moving his lips down to her neck, biting and sucking down on it.
“It’s not going to happen.” She locked her legs behind his back and leaned away to look at him. “I told you that nicely and you haven’t heard me. I’m not indulging you kink, Petya.”