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His touch.
His tongue.
His hot breath against my skin.
When he wraps his lips around my clit and flicks the sensitive bud over and over again, the pleasure coiling inside me snaps. My head drops down as my whole body shakes, and despite my hand on the wall, I’m in real danger of collapsing.
Of course, Marcus would never let that happen. The orgasm is still working its way through my body when he withdraws his finger and surges to his feet, lifting me up and wrapping my legs around him as if I weigh next to nothing. My arm goes around his neck automatically, and I bury my face against his shoulder as I ride out the pleasure.
“I love making you come, angel,” he murmurs, his deep voice dripping into my ear like honey. “I love your sounds. I love your taste. I love you.”
He punctuates the last word by shifting his grip on me, lifting me up a little to line himself up b
efore bringing me down hard on his cock. He fills me in one swift motion, bottoming out inside me and grinding my clit against him. My thighs squeeze his waist as he helps me rise up and sink back down again, finding a rhythm as I stroke his cock with my inner walls.
We’re still standing beneath the spray, and the part of me that can think anything at all marvels at the fact that he’s still holding me up as if it’s nothing. He hasn’t even braced me against the shower wall.
When his hand glides over the curve of my ass to slip between my cheeks again, I’m not surprised—but anticipation still makes my breath catch. He draws a small circle around the puckered hole, teasing me by slipping his finger inside just a little.
I try to grind back against him, clenching around his cock as I silently urge him to go deeper with his finger. He just chuckles, still teasing me as he fucks me slowly.
“You want more, angel?”
“Yes,” I gasp, lifting my head up from the curve of his shoulder to meet his gaze. “Please.”
His eyes burn with predatory heat, and I swear I can feel his cock thickening inside me. “How much more? Because if you let me have your ass, I’m going to take it. All of it.”
I know what he means. He means more than one finger, or even two.
My stomach clenches as a shot of adrenaline and arousal surges through me, and I nod, biting my lip. The air around us is thick with steam, and little water droplets cling to Marcus’s long eyelashes, making them look even thicker.
“Take it,” I murmur. “Take anything you want.”
His nostrils flare, and he moves so fast it almost makes me dizzy, lifting me off his cock and setting me on the floor. As soon as my feet touch the smooth tiles, he kisses me hard and deep. Then he pulls back and spins me around, bracing my hand on the wall again.
I resist the urge to clench my thighs together to ease the throbbing ache in my clit, letting Marcus spread my legs wider instead. My eyelids droop as I feel him grope and massage my flesh, and I glance over my shoulder to see his gaze trained on my ass.
This time, when his finger finds my tight hole, he doesn’t tease me. He slides it inside as deep as it will go, fucking me in smooth motions.
“Fucking beautiful,” he mutters, sliding his other hand down to massage my clit.
His two hands work in tandem, building up the pleasure inside me even as he adds a second finger in my ass. The pressure is a lot stronger as he stretches me out, and I bite my lip again, trying to relax.
I want this. And I know Marcus would never, ever hurt me—not in any way I can’t handle.
I can feel hunger and arousal radiating from him, burning through the connection between us, but he’s patient as fuck, working my clit and my ass simultaneously until I can feel my own arousal slipping down my thigh. My breath is coming faster, my whole body tingling with a current of pleasure.
When Marcus pulls his fingers out of me, the sudden sensation of emptiness is jarring. I miss the feeling of being full of him, consumed by him.
The fingers that were toying with my clit slip lower, sinking into my pussy and pulling a groan from my lips. When he withdraws them, more wetness seeps from me, and I know his fingers are coated in it. I look back over my shoulder once more to see him stroking his cock, spreading my arousal all over his shaft.
Then he fists himself at the base and lines himself up with my ass, grabbing one cheek in a bruising grip and spreading me wide.
He’s big.
So fucking big.
Even just the tip of him is so much more than his fingers, and I grunt as my ass stretches around him.
