"Shouldn't …", Orlando gasps.
"What?"
"Have kissed me this afternoon."
"No?" Low predatory growl against Orlando's spine.
"Not before the press and all the … the fans."
"But I'm kissing you now."
Dom's hands come down on Orlando's hips, pulling him closer.
"Yeah, and … that's .."
"Don't tell me you don't like it".
"I doooooooo. But my agent says …"
"Your fans would be shocked if they knew how you like it best."
Another thrust, longslowdeep.
"Down on all fours. And up the arse."
"They'd be totally horrified."
"Maybe not all of them." Dom chuckles, speeding up his moves.
