Page 151 of Just Wait

Lumen wiggles her hips. “I want to come. Don’t tease me. Please, Ry?”

I growl and push inside her.

She moans loudly, and my head falls back.

The feeling is completely different without that thing she mentioned. I wouldn’t have complained, though. Whatever makes her most comfortable is what I want to go with.

This position makes her even tighter than before.

So much pressure.

Slick, warm heat.

Fuck.

Pulling out, I dip inside her all over again.

Rinse.

Repeat.

It’s crazy intense every time I breach her opening, and I’m addicted to how she rocks on her toes, slamming her hips back to meet me.

Water cascades from the showerhead, landing on her back and my front. It’s a blessing this place has massive hot water heaters. On the bus, we’d be freezing by now.

“That’s it, but I want more,” she says. “All of you.”

“I think you can lower onto your feet,” I choke out. “You need to be as stable as possible if I’m really going to slam into you.”

She flattens her feet to the floor, and we both release agonized groans.

“Good. That’s so good. God, you’re so deep.” She yanks a hand off the wall, bringing it to her clit. “I’m steady. Now fuck me.”

Oh, yeah.

How did I forget about her clit?

Shit.

I’m going to owe her all the sweet and tender sex after this. So much pampering. The thought of licking and sucking every inch of her skin gets me going in a way that might be weird, but I live for the romantic moments.

My head is hazy.

She drips down my bare cock.

Warm and wet.

Fucking perfection.

The view back here is killer.

Every snap of my hips against her ass makes her tits sway, and I slide my hand up her back, fisting her hair.

“You like that, beautiful?” I give her a tug.

“Mm-hmm.” Her eyes are shut as I study her gorgeous face, and she clenches her inner walls.

My nostrils flare, catching hints of her pears and roses scent.