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His hands trailed over my nightie until he reached the bottom. Up and over, he yanked it off of me before we tackled his clothes. Our bodies came back together. So much heat—his body was like a furnace against mine and I thrived off it. He kissed and kissed and kissed me all over before burying his face between my legs. Trembling and coming on his tongue, he hovered over me, slipping inside me so perfectly, and brought me to another orgasm as his piercing rubbed into my clit.

My toes curled in the process. I really, really loved that piercing.

Afterward, Elijah laid beside me rubbing circles across my shoulder. “Come take a shower with me.”

“Go shower at your place,” I said.

“So relentless,” he muttered, pinching my nipple as he climbed out of bed.

I hissed. “Ow.”

I watched as he slipped on his pants and walked out of the room. A second later, I heard the shower come on. Sighing, I climbed out of bed and put on some clothes. I turned on the baby monitor, picked up the receiver, and went to the bathroom. Shutting the door, I locked it in case Lucy woke up.

“This is not your place,” I told him.

“This is not your place,” he mimicked. Through the curtain, I saw Elijah’s silhouette as he lathered shampoo in his hair.

“I don’t sound like that.” I fought hard to keep from laughing.

“You sound like a hard ass,” he grunted. “Come here.”

My stomach flipped at his soft command. “I’ll wait and shower in the morning.”

“So stingy with that ass…”

“What was that?”

“Come. Here.”

Eyeing one of Lucy’s cups lying in the floor by the tub, an evil idea struck. Tiptoeing, I grabbed the cup then moved to the sink. I snickered as I filled it up with cold water. “What are you doing? I’ve lost all the water pressure.”

“Washing my hands,” I fibbed, shutting it off.

“What the fuck woman? Get in the shower and let me—” I dumped the cold water over the top of the shower curtain. A god-awful Ohhhh sound rushed out of his mouth, and I burst out laughing. “You’re going to regret that.”

I shrieked as he opened the curtain and reached for me. Elijah missed, but that didn’t matter. Water dripped onto my floor as he stepped out of the tub, scooping me up before I got to the door.

I squealed. “Don’t. I still have my clothes on.”

He laughed too. “Should have thought of that before.”

“Noooo,” I yelled as he pushed me under the water, stepping into the tub. He shot me a wicked grin as he turned the hot water knob off. “Noooo!” Cold water sputtered over me. Elijah stood to the side while holding me in place. “Turn it off, you jerk!”

So, so cold.

“Come on, you can say something a little meaner than that.” I reached out for him as he spoke. He was at the end of the tub where the cold water couldn’t reach him. “Don’t come any closer, you’re cold.”

I laughed. “I want a hug. I’m freezing.”

“Turn the hot water back on, and I’ll hug you.”

“So evil,” I muttered. He let me adjust the water. I sighed happily as the hot water sprayed over my cold, wet clothes. “I’m soaked.”

“I know. You’re a pretty sight.” Elijah gathered my drenched hair off my shoulder as he stepped forward, twisted me around, and pinned me against the wall. My breath came in soft pants by the time he leaned down and kissed me—making everything so intense. The way he kissed was so demanding and controlling. He slid his hand over my neck and stroked the skin while pulling my hair with his free hand. My mouth opened, and Elijah slipped his tongue inside to tangle with mine.

Tap. Tap. Tap.

“Mommy?”

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