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His chest vibrates with his chuckles as he massages my breasts. I twist my head around, and he kisses me fiercely. I find his gorgeous hard cock with my hands and stroke his full length from base to tip. Cum slips out to wet my hand and Sylan groans, breaking away from our kiss.
Spreading my feet with his knee between my legs, he turns me around and guides my hands back to the wall. “You’re breaking my concentration. It’s not that kind of shower. Back on the wall with your hands, mo chroí.”
There’s a second of resistance where an inner war has me wanting to ignore him and take what I want, but I do as he commands. I’ll have my turn and then he won’t escape me.
I sigh. “I can’t seem to help myself.”
“I know the feeling.”
Sylan’s fingers dig into the tender flesh of my hips, and I turn my head to see him on his knees. He massages me with slow, deliberate strokes.
“Every exquisite, filthy sweet part of you belongs to me. I won’t have it any other way. Do you understand me? I want all of you.”
I nod as my eyes slip closed, savoring his exploring fingers as he spreads my ass. I clench when his fingers touch my most intimate of places.
My arms become shaky and I lean forward, pressing my cheek into the cooling marble. The small movement opens my body up to him more, and I hear the small groan of appreciation from behind me.
“Sy,” I beg shakily when he drags his thumb over my tight asshole. His other thumb has slipped between my swollen lips, and I suck in a harsh breath when he presses against my aching clit.
My knees quiver and they are about to give when he stands, taking my weight, never letting up on his sweet all-consuming torture.
“It’s okay, lover. I’ll never do anything you don’t like, but I promise you’ll love it when I take this beautiful fucking ass with my cock. But for now I want you to come for me.”
I want the promise in his words. I burn to know him in every part of my body.
“Yes,” I say, and I’ve never meant every letter of the word more than I do right this second.
Pressure builds and the heat of a fast orgasm clenches the walls of my pussy, and I cry out my release. As pleasure slams into me he breaches my ass with the tip of his thumb, and I ride his hands, dreaming of his cock taking me there.
Spent, I fall into his arms as he rinses us off, my breaths fast and ragged.
“I thought it’s not that kind of shower.” I whimper, hoping he’s changed his mind.
“Soon,” he purrs into my ear. “For now I must let my sweet pussy rest from all the abuse I’ve given her.”
I can feel his warm breath against my cheek, and I relax my head on his shoulder. My hand unconsciously rests over his heart as he rinses out the remainder of the conditioner. I never want to go a day without having his intoxicating scent filling my lungs or his lips finding the weak spot just below my ear.
“And you never will.” To prove his point he brushes his lips in just the right place to have me go weak in the knees, and he’s right there to catch me.
I don’t realize I voiced my thoughts until he turns me in his arms and presses his forehead against mine.
“You’re the devil,” I tell him unsteadily, trying to catch my breath.
“Then we’re the perfect pair because you’re my angel.”
I look up at him and hold his gaze. He knows what I’m thinking without me voicing my fears. Thank god because I don’t know how to put into words the fear I have of losing this connection.
“Nothing will ever come between us, mo chroí. I won’t ever let that happen. Do you understand that?”
I feel the tension seep from my muscles and nod. “I do.” I feel like I just signed on forever, and my heart swells with so much happiness it’s hard to contain.
He laces our fingers together, leaning in to kiss my forehead. “Come.”
We step from the shower and he dries my me off starting with my hair, working his way down until even my toes feel loved and cherished. Only then does he take care of himself.
“I’ll give you a moment alone, but don’t be long.” Sylan slips out, leaving the bathroom open so he can watch. I look at myself in the mirror. I’m no longer the mousy-looking woman who wanted to blend in with the world. I have a rosy color in my cheeks from the hot water and tenderness from my mobster. I’m surprised by the brightness in my eyes, Something I haven’t seen in myself, well, in forever. Sylan is the reason for that, and I can’t wait to be back in his arms.
I find my laundered waitress outfit folded on a shelf next to a few essentials. He’d kept me so busy I never noticed anyone coming or going, but I’m grateful for the clean clothes and toothbrush.
