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He’d do better. He’d give her an orgasm. His hand worked between their bodies. Went back to her clit, and he began to stroke her. Slowly at first. Carefully. Then faster, harder.
Her breath quickened.
Her hips dipped.
He held his cock perfectly still even as sweat slickened his shoulders. Her hips arched and angled. She rode him as she dipped and twisted, and his hand kept working her over and over.
He didn’t withdraw. Didn’t thrust.
Not until he felt the telltale quiver of her inner muscles around him. When the orgasm hit her, Alina tipped back her head as a long moan broke from her.
He was done. The last of his control obliterated as she came around him. The contractions of her hot core were too much for him. He withdrew and thrust. Withdrew. Thrust.
Wanted more. Deeper.
He rolled with her. Stopped when she straddled him and her hands splayed over his chest. His hands clamped around her waist as he lifted her up and down. Her breasts bobbed. So freaking sexy. Up and down. Faster and harder and she quivered around him. Her hips ground against his because there was no hesitation any longer. Only eagerness from her. Driving fury from him. His hips pistoned against her faster and faster.
Deeper.
“Midas!”
He emptied inside of her on the strongest climax of his life.
***
The warm water from the shower poured down on Alina. She couldn’t seem to stop quivering. Every part of her body felt far too sensitive and aware.
And she swore that she could still feel Midas inside of her.
“There room for me?” Midas’s deep, gravelly voice came from behind her.
She whipped around and saw him through the glass door of the shower. Technically, given his dimensions, no, there probably wasn’t enough room for them both because the shower was so small, but her head dipped in a nod. She inched back more beneath the spray of the shower.
Naked, muscles flexing, he climbed in with her.
“Did I hurt you?” The water poured over him. Made those muscles gleam and tempt. He reached for the soap. Washed fast and thoroughly. Even cleaned his dick.
“Alina?”
She’d been watching the show. She’d had his cock in her mouth. And that cock had driven deep into her sex. Still feel him.
“Did I hurt you?” he repeated gruffly.
“Only briefly. Not like it could have been avoided.”
He grunted. And then his soapy fingers were sliding between her thighs. She jerked back, but there was nowhere to go.
“Easy. Just want to make sure you’re okay.”
She was okay. No, okay wasn’t the word. Alina didn’t know what she was. She’d had three orgasms. At least, she thought she’d had three. They’d all sort of blurred together. And she should not want him again already.
But she did.
Or maybe she’d never stopped wanting him.
Her legs parted. His soapy fingers slid along her folds. Stroking carefully while his sharp gaze never left her face. She bit her lip to hold back a moan. Alina rose onto her tiptoes, and her hands flew out. One braced on the tiled wall beside her. The other hit the shower door. Steam drifted around her.
“I could eat you up,” he told her. His voice was rough and possessive and sent need churning through her.
