Page 18 of The Heart You Kept

Oh….

I’m a weeping hot mess.

“You like me touching you here…don’t you?” he murmurs as his finger rims my ass.

Good lord….

I nod, unable to form a single word.

“Is this your favorite place to come, angel?”

I shrug. “I….”

“Answer my question,” he says, sterner.

“I’ve never….”

He turns me back toward him as his eyes flicker with arousal. “You’ve never taken someone here before?”

My eyes search his.

“Doe?”

“No,” I whisper, ashamed. “I’m sorry I’m not more experienced for you.”

Unexpectedly, he breaks into a beautiful smile and it makes my heart skip a beat.

Pleasing this man is my new favorite thing.

He puts his finger under my chin and brings my face up to his. “Don’t ever apologize for making me happy.”

“That makes you happy?”

“Very.” He dips his head and kisses me, his lips lingering over mine, before turning me away from him to face the wall. He rearranges my hands up on the tiles above my head before pulling my hips back toward him and spreading my legs wider.

I’m completely at his mercy as he moves me into the position he wants.

I can feel my excited pulse all over.

The chemistry between us is like nothing I’ve ever felt before.

Does he feel it too?

“Why would that make you happy?” I ask as I act dumb.

“Because I want you here.” He slides his finger in my ass to the knuckle and I whimper as my eyes roll back in my head.

He kisses my neck from behind, his teeth grazing my skin as he slowly pumps me with it, and just when my body begins to relax against him he removes it.

Don’t stop.

He goes back to washing my back; his soapy hands roam all over me and I reach for his cock and he steps back.

“No.”

“No?” I frown.

“No.”