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“I want to wash you. Get in here,” he said it with a smirk on his face. I knew that devilish little smirk. He was about to play very dirty, and heaven help me I was on board for all of it. I was already wet and didn’t need the water but stood dutifully under it anyhow.

I reached up to cup his face and pulled him toward me. I needed to feel his lips pressed up against mine. I needed an intense connection with him—body and soul. I wanted to intertwine my soul with his so they would never be frayed or hindered.

This time his kiss was not demanding. It wasn’t filled with overpowering lust. Sultry and slow; we took our time exploring each other's mouths.

Wandering hands and sensual touches. Fingers running through hair and over curves. Tongues danced together in their own version of a swan dance. The shower ran over us, leaving beads of water in its path. I leaned down twice to lick rivulets as they ran down his firm chest.

I couldn’t help feeling him up. His stiffness between us lingered and I was getting desperate. Gasps and moans escaped my lips. He gripped my ass and pulled me into him, grinding himself against me, needing the friction I was craving. He reached down and stuffed his fat cock between my thighs so it rubbed over my mound.

A thick rod against my delicate silk petals. When I was about to go insane he dropped to his knees in front of me, draped one of my legs over his shoulder, and buried his tongue in my heat.

I ran my fingers through his shaggy hair and pulled. He liked things a little rough. He groaned against my slit and goosebumps ran up and down my body.

My stomach clenched, and I reached out with both hands to hold onto the shower wall. He devoured me with his tongue until neither of us could take it anymore.

Lukas stood back up and reached down to grab my ass, lifted my feet off the floor, and I instinctually wrapped my legs around him. I kissed him deeply as he pressed my body against the cold shower wall. A sharp contrast of my body’s heat to the cold shower walls sent a shiver vibrating through me. The way he held me up with his strength was impressive.

“Can’t wait any more, Zales.” He impaled me with his cock and we both groaned. Stretched thin, I waited for a minute before moving. It’d been months since we’d been together, and I was fucking tight. He stretched me out with harsh, panting breaths. I knew exactly how he felt.

“Luke… you feel….so… fucking good. I feel so full.”

“Wanted you forever, babe. Way…to… long.” He punctuated each word with another thrust and a groan. He withdrew and slid home time and time again. I dug my heels into his ass silently asking for him to go faster. I needed more. We went for several more minutes until neither of us could handle it, and we climaxed together.

He stood holding me against the wall as we let our hearts slow; once we were both a bit calmer he put me down on shaky legs and turned off the shower.

Bending down once we were out, he picked me up over his shoulder and took me to the bed where we continued making love.

Eventually we got up and went to find our friends. They were exactly where we expected, at the pool.

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