Ethan
I pressed Demyan against the door of the suite as he frantically looked through my pockets whilst our lips fought for dominance. His moans probably alerted all of our neighbours of what we were up to as I raised his left leg up so it was hooked with my waist and thrusted against him.
"Ethan," he whimpered as his hands abandoned the search and held the sides of my face as my lips descended down to his neck to kiss, suck and bite his sweet flesh until he was begging. "Ethan someone might see us."
"And wouldn't that be a sight," I pressed my lips to his again as I thrusted against him against riding him up the wall.
He kept on getting lost in trying to find the key and unbuckling my belt as if he would allow me to fuck him in the hallway where anyone could see.
That was the thing about Demyan and I, when we were together, wrapped in our little lust bubble the world around us fell into a backdrop.
