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"Three orgasms." He makes that same come here motion. "A promise is a promise. Though I'm thinking I'll go for four."
I bite my lip. I'm thinking that will send me into a coma. No medical basis for such a theory, but I'm holding to it. "Total or right now?"
"Only one way to find out."
There's a naked rock star in my bathroom threatening me with orgasms. What the hell happened to my normal life?
His eyes meet mine. "Do me a favor and grab one of those condoms."
He motions to the medicine cabinet, now stocked with a long row of condoms. He brought all these with him. The man is ambitious.
Deep breath. Here goes nothing. I pull my t-shirt over my head, grab a condom, and step into the shower. Miles's arms go to my hips, holding me steady. He leans closer. Our foreheads touch.
There's this look in his eyes—a desperate, needy look. He wants this as much as I do.
He pulls the shower door shut and presses me against the tile wall in one fell swoop. It's cold and hard, but I can't say that I mind.
His hands slide to my ass. He holds me in place as he presses his body into mine. First his hips, then his stomach, his chest, his lips.
It's an aggressive kiss, but there's still something patient about it. I open my mouth to make room for his tongue. Heat rushes right to my core. He's slick from the shower, and his skin feels so good against mine.
I kiss back, exploring his mouth with my tongue. His grip around my hips tightens. He shifts into me, pinning me against the wall.
I'm a little sore from my night—my thighs and my sex—but I want him too much for that to matter.
He breaks the kiss. His eyes find mine. He brushes my hair behind my ears. Runs his fingertips over my neck and shoulders. "You really are unbelievably sexy."
"Thank you."
His lips curl into a smile. "This shower is a little small. Might be tricky."
"Show me."
"Turn around."
I do. It puts me right under the showerhead. Water pounds over my hair, shoulders, and neck. Within a few seconds, I'm soaking wet. As slick and slippery as he is.
Miles unwraps the condom and slips it on. Then all his attention is on me.
He positions himself behind me, his crotch against my ass, his chest against my back. He places my hands on the tile wall, one at a time. His head settles between my shoulder and my neck. He really is the perfect height. Our bodies really do fit together nicely.
He drags his fingertips down my chest and stomach. With all the water, there's only the slightest hint of friction. It's smooth and seamless.
He's so damn good at this.
I press my eyes closed, but it only makes it harder to balance. Okay. I take a deep breath and try to get a grip on the tile wall. This seems awfully complicated, but for some reason, I trust him to guide me through it.
"We haven't even gotten started." He sucks on my earlobe. "Relax."
I nod. "Make me."
"Is that a challenge?"
I use my most confident voice. "Yeah."
He laughs. "I like the way you think."
He holds me against him with one hand. The other draws circles over my thighs. It starts at my knees and works its way up. The closer he gets, the more my body buzzes. You'd think electricity and water would be a dangerous combination, but they're only better together.
