Page 100 of Privilege

Sweetly, she asked behind the glass, “Promise?”

Yep.

He groaned.

So fucked.

He didn’t even think about the condom in his pants—he was always keeping one on him because he couldn’t seem to keep his hands off of Lucia whenever she was around—and slipped into the shower. Hot water hit his back, but he didn’t even feel it. He was too busy coming for the woman backed against the far wall that had tiles replicating rocks. Above her head, three large showerheads poured down, and she grinned at him.

“Took you long enough.”

“Tease,” he muttered.

“I know, I’m terrible.”

Yes, yes she was.

But in the best ways.

Renzo closed the distance between them in a blink, his lips crashing down on Lucia’s as her hands came up to grab tight to his face. Her wet body tucked in close to his, warming him in a way the water would never be able to. Already, his fucking cock was hard, and jutting out between them.

He didn’t have to keep his promise to fill her mouth full. She did that for both of them when she dropped to her knees, grabbed the base of his dick in one hand, and took him in her mouth.

“Holy fuck,” he groaned, his head falling back.

But as much as he wanted to enjoy the feeling of her mouth on his cock while he squeezed his eyes shut and got lost, he really wanted to watch her do it, too. Renzo stared down, captivated by the sight of his cock slipping between Lucia’s grinning lips. Her tongue laid flat to the underside of his cock, her cheeks hollowed, and she sucked him hard.

“So fucking beautiful,” he murmured. “Are you gonna swallow all of me, too?”

She winked.

Yep, fucked.

He’d certainly like that—watching her swallow his come—but what he really wanted was just to be inside her. It almost killed him to pull her off his cock, but he did, standing her up so he could get another taste of her mouth. Lucia’s leg hooked around his thigh, and she rolled her hips, letting his cock slide through her slick folds.

All it took was a shift of his hips, and hooking her other leg around his hips, and he was sliding home inside her pussy.

Finding heaven.

Inside her again.

Right where he wanted to be the very most.

Lucia’s soft sigh matched his own. Relief, he knew. All he felt when he was inside her was the sweetest kind of relief. He never got that from anything else. Life was always fucking him over in one way or the other.

But not with her.

Never with her.

She kissed him again.

The rest of the world disappeared.

• • •

Renzo decided Lucia looked best when she was wearing nothing but his white T-shirt, and her skin. Even if she was trying to get away from him after throwing popcorn and hitting him right in the face.

Goddamn woman.