Page 87 of Sparks Fly

I shifted closer and slid my thigh between hers.

Addison gasped, her mouth leaving my nipple as her hands caught on my shoulders. Her body reacted before she could think about it, hips rolling forward once, tentative. The sound she made went straight through me.

“There you go,” I murmured, gripping her waist. “You want to ride my thigh, baby?”

She nodded and bit gently into my shoulder as she moved against me again.

Her cheeks were flushed from the heat, water sliding over her skin as her hips rocked slowly.

“Sawyer…”

“I’ve got you.” I guided her hips, holding her steady while steam curled around us. “Use me. Take what you need.”

Her forehead dropped against mine, her breathing turning uneven.

“You look so fucking good,” I whispered. “All worked up for me.”

She pressed down harder, and I tightened my grip. “Baby…”

“Good girl. Just like that.”

Her eyes fell closed as she found her rhythm. She was a moaning mess and I loved it. I kissed along her jaw, praising her between every broken breath.

“That’s it, Addie. Keep going. Such a good girl.”

She clung to me, moving with more confidence as the hot water poured over us.

“Look at me,” I murmured.

Her eyes opened, dark and unfocused.

“That’s my girl.”

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“That’s my girl.”

Her hips stuttered against my thigh, her nails digging into my shoulders as she fought to hold on to the rhythm.

“I’m close,” she gasped. “Sawyer, I’m so close.”

“I know, baby.” I slipped one hand between us and found her clit, rubbing firm circles while she continued to ride my thigh. My other hand stayed tight on her hip, guiding her.

“Sawyer. Baby. Fuck.”

“You’re doing so good for me,” I murmured. “Looking so pretty riding my thigh. Are you going to come all over me, baby?”

“Sawy—”

My name broke apart on her lips as her whole body tightened against mine. A shattered cry tore from her as she came, her hips grinding helplessly against my thigh.

I held her steady while she shook, whispering praise against her ear.

“That’s it. Such a good girl for me. You looked so pretty getting yourself off on me, baby.”

Her movements slowed until she finally sagged against me, breathless and trembling. I wrapped both arms around her and held her while the water poured over us.

“Holy shit,” she whispered into my neck.