There were only a couple of things that Oliver and Verity hadn't tried. Not that Verity was complaining. She loved their sex life. She was happy with everything from different positions, to toys, to bindings, to role-play. She was happy with taking her turn being in control, though.
She moved with him up the stairs, lacing her fingers with his as they passed his pervy great uncle. Okay, so she had to make sure she was fully clothed when leaving the apartment upstairs. Not a problem.
Once they were inside, Verity was shocked to get pinned against the wall and attacked from some sort of sex vampire. She laughed. "Oliver! Your shoulder!" But she gasped at the feel of it, and encouraged him by pushing her hips up against his as he bit down on her tender skin.