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“I don’t think that will help anything since it’s my soft personality that needs deliverance,” I told him.

He took over rubbing my butt cheek as he stood. “Probably right, but it’s going to be fun all the same.” He smacked it again.

I winced. “Heyyy. That hurts.”

“Got a nice ring to it, though.”

I was trying very hard not to laugh, but it was impossible with him smiling.

“Now for the tits,” he went on, snaking a hand around and unclasping my bra. As soon as they sprang free, he groaned and scooped me up. “Fucking hell. You’re killing me.” Heat fanned my skin as his erection bobbed and slid up against me. The feel of him bare and without a condom caused my entire body to quiver. I wrapped my arms and legs around him and rubbed against him once, letting his erection slide between my lips and against my clit before he pulled me inside his shower. He closed the glass door as he stepped in with me.

I didn’t realize his showerhead was one of those that you could hold in your hand until he was taking it off and pulling it away from us as he adjusted the temperature. My nipples pebbled. The chill in the air and the desire coursing through me were both to blame. I admired the firmness of his backside and how every part of him was well-built.

He caught my gaze as he faced me. “Cold?” he asked as he lifted the showerhead and sprayed it down my chest. I moaned softly. The hot water was heaven. I tossed my head back and arched into the stream as it raced over my body.

“Never going to get tired of looking at you,” he murmured as he gripped the nape of my neck. My eyes opened just as his mouth tackled mine. He flicked his tongue against my lips, and it felt so sensual and divine that my legs wobbled. I parted my mouth, allowing him to conquer my lips, pacifying me in every erotic way possible. Pulling away, he instructed, “Lean up against the wall.”

I shivered as my back hit the cold wall. He loomed over me, placing the stream between us so that it ran down my breasts. Giving one of my boobs a soothing caress before he tugged on the nipple, he squatted down, face aligned with the space between my legs. My need was insistent and heart-pounding, fluttering masses of warmth and tingles. A desperate need to be filled.

Elijah pointed the showerhead toward my bellybutton, leaving a hot trail of water. With his free hand, he cupped my vagina, leisurely rubbing his thumb across my clit before he slipped a finger inside of me.

Oh, fudge. I moaned, spreading my legs apart. He saw me struggling and grabbed one of my legs at the knee and held it up. How did he expect me to manage with one foot on the floor? I was barely managing with two before he even started touching me.

Pumping his digit in and out of me a few times, I was in a slight haze when I saw him lower the showerhead down, down, down until he sprayed the water over my clit, and I jumped, but Elijah braced his arm over my hip and held me firm.

Oh, oh, oh… So much stimulation. My stomach clenched. It felt so good, but the pressure was so intense it gave me a tickling sensation that I wasn’t sure I could bear.

Leaning over, I pulled his hand away and sagged a little as the pressure left my clit.

“Too much, I think,” I whispered through several pants.

Brown eyes smothered me with their intensity. “I think you can handle it.”

I shook my head. “No… Oh!” I raised up, flattening my back against the wall as he sprayed the water over me again, this time adding his pumping finger.

My stomach fluttered, tightened, and flinched every time my clit was hit with the pressure. I can’t… I can’t…can’t. It was a web of pleasure and torture, the way the torrent brought a tantalizing tickle in its wake, then proceeded to unfurl a frenzy of heat that when it blossomed, I cried out, grabbing Elijah’s hand that was wrapped around the showerhead.

“Elijah!”

My entire body bucked and arched. I hunched over him, needing him to stop as the orgasm took control of me.

I whimpered as he finally relented, leaving me a quivering mess. His finger drove the last few seconds of my ecstasy to the very end as he moved the showerhead away from me.

He let my leg drop from the hook of his arm. “You’re so lovely, Hadley.” His voice was thick, full of lust and smoke waiting to be unleashed upon me. He stood, bringing me back against the wall. “You okay?” One hand idly rubbed my shoulder as he placed the showerhead where it belonged.

I shivered some more as he tilted my neck. Kiss. Kiss. Planting his lips across my skin. I sighed happily in my lust-enhanced state. “Want you inside me now,” I whispered throatily. I fluttered open my eyes as he stood to full height.

“Let me grab—”

He went to move, and I snatched his arms.

“I want to feel you completely.” My admittance made me nervous since he took in a deep, croaked breath as he neared, letting me coax him back to me. “I’ve been on birth control since my six-week checkup after having Eli.”

He pressed his forehead to mine, meeting my eyes with the most star-struck, passion-filled gaze I’d ever seen, and said, “I want that too… Fuck… I want that so much. I’ve never before…”

His words were lost as I leaned up and kissed him, softly, beautifully, so in sync the way our breath fell and rose together like our very job was to start where the other ended. He was shaking already by the time I sucked on his bottom lip just enough that it was playful, teasing, and intimate all in one. His huge length pressed against my belly as he hooked one of my legs over his hip, then the other, hoisting me up against the wall.

Shuddering breaths, bodies aligned… I saw my lover, and my future filled with all these epic adventures with him. I wanted him to know if he didn’t already. “I love you.”

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