Page 33 of An Ex To Remember


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“Yes.” Her eyes rolled back into her head as he continued touching her and turning her on. She’d only be satisfied by him from here on out.

“Say it.”

“Just you, Vic. Only you.”

He hadn’t fully earned this woman, but pride laced through him all the same. He ended the kiss when her breathing increased, her tiny mewls prefacing her inevitable climax. Because he could take her there. No one else.

Not ever again.

“There, there.” She gripped his wrist, and he zeroed in on her clitoris. Stroking her diligently, he kept his gaze locked onto her beautiful face while he worked. There was nothing better in this life than watching her come. From the heated flush that worked its way from her chest to her cheeks, to the way she squeezed her eyes closed, to the moan escaping her lush mouth.

Awestruck, he witnessed all three, wrapping his free arm around her to keep her from sliding down the shower wall.

He wanted nothing but to line up to her entrance and slide home. To feel her clutch around him and hear her breathy pants in his ear. To pound them into a merciful oblivion until they were so weak from the effort, they’d be forced to sleep on a pile of towels on the bathroom floor.

Her eyes opened lazily, a wonky smile following.

“We need a condom,” he huffed, the words ragged. He dropped his forehead to hers in defeat.

“But I like it in here.” She pushed her bottom lip out into a pout.

“You’ll like it out there, too, where I can maneuver.” He cupped each side of her face and kissed her, then made the epically difficult decision to stop. “What was I saying?”

“You were talking about maneuvering.” She spun off the shower knob. “I can’t wait to see what comes next.”

“You come next.” He dragged her from the shower, leaving a river of water from their dripping bodies as he angled for the bed. “Then it’s my turn.”

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