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“You made me wet, so I returned the favor.”
He stilled and looked down at her. “It’s a good thing you didn’t tell me that while you were out here.”
“I take it I wouldn’t have gotten my bath.”
“No, you wouldn’t have.” He took off his T-shirt and dropped it on the floor and knelt down.
Leaning against the edge of the tub, he put on a loofah bath mitt from the basket on the lip of the tub and squeezed a generous amount of bath gel on it.
He started at her glorious neck and gently massaged the soap into her skin, then moved to her shoulders. The very ones she’d used to carry him. He moved across her collarbones. The heat from the bath had put color in her cheeks. She looked flushed and aroused, her heavy-lidded eyes watching him like sparks in a burning ember, hot and smoldering.
Without warning, he swept across one of her nipples and Lana moaned, arching her back against the roughness applied to her sensitive skin.
“Tell me if it hurts,” he whispered against the perfect shell of her ear.
“Sean,” she managed, “it hurts so good. Don’t stop.”
He slid the mitt over her other breast and Lana grabbed his wrist, caressing his forearm and the bulge of his biceps. Her leg came up and the water rippled with her movement.
His erection swelled inside his jeans. Her response was like nectar on his tongue, so sweet.
He dragged the cloth across her stomach beneath the water then down her leg. She bucked when he swept the cloth across her inner thigh. Her tongue came out to moisten her beautiful lips, so finely shaped. He picked up her ankle and lifted her foot out of the tub. He washed the top of her foot and then the sole. Lana moaned softly. He bent forward and placed his lips against the sole of her foot and kissed his way around to the instep.
He placed her foot back in the water and then picked up her other one. He did the same. Sean took the mitt off and grabbed the detachable showerhead. He turned it on.
“Lana, stand up.”
She opened her eyes and rose out of the water. Sean moved close to her and took one pink puckered nipple into his mouth and sucked hard. Lana cried out and arched her back. “Spread your legs,” he whispered, after letting her nipple go.
She did, lost in the sensation of his mouth closing over her other nipple. His free hand went to the small of her back as he directed the jet spray against her most sensitive flesh.
Lana writhed in his arms as he suckled her, bit her gently, and tongued her nipples. It wasn’t long before she threw her head back and sobbed his name as she came apart in his arms.
Her knees buckled and he set her gently into the water, turning off the shower and then gathering her up in his arms.
She was shaking like a leaf by the time they made it to the bedroom, and he paused by the bed, letting her slick body slide down his. He brought her against him hard. Pressing his face against the curve of her neck, he embraced her, trying to keep at bay the savage need trying to overpower his control.
Taking several deep breaths, he clenched his teeth and tipped his head back. Somehow, he got his wet jeans off without letting her go. He managed to tear open the small foil packet and sheath himself.
He was shaking nearly as badly as she when he lifted her onto the bed, then followed her down. He dragged her beneath him. The feel of her plump breasts made him groan. He wanted to be inside her. Deep inside her tight sheath. Feeling as if his heart would burst, as if his lungs would seize up, he probed her with his thick erection. She made a small, frantic noise and opened her legs, urging him forward with single-minded purpose. Sean clenched his jaw and closed his eyes, burying himself deep inside her.
He tightened his arms around her, a jolt of pure pleasure vibrating through him. He ground his teeth together, the sensory assault nearly tearing him apart. It wasn’t the act of joining with her that was overpowering, but the intimate connection, as if being inside her merged them into one complete whole. Immobile with the electrifying rush of sensations, he released a shaky sigh, bracing his weight on his forearms. Cupper her face in his hands, his heart ensnared, he covered her mouth in a slow, wet kiss.
Lana clutched at him, lifting her hips and rotating her pelvis hard against him. Sean roughly slid his arm under her lower back, working his mouth hungrily against hers. He elevated her hips and then twisted his hips against hers.
Lana gasped brokenly. Sean absorbed her response, a red haze clouding his mind when Lana countered his thrust, her body shuddering beneath him.
Sean tore his mouth away, breathing hard, knowing he had to hold on to give her as much pleasure as he could. He thrust hard into her, not giving her time to catch her breath.
She made a fierce sound and her counterthrusts turned reckless and erratic, and Sean took her nipple in his mouth and sucked hard. The hot taste of her sending his senses into overdrive. He plunged his face into the curve of her neck and thrust into her, keeping the hard edge of his need under control.
Lana jackknifed beneath him, and Sean’s face contorted with the tortuous pleasure as her inner muscles squeezed around him, milking him. Then with a ragged groan, he went rigid in her arms and let go, emptying himself deep inside her.
Embracing her, he gasped at the feeling of being turned inside out. Pressing his mouth against her temple, he closed his eyes, his pulse choppy and erratic. The feelings in his chest were almost too much to handle.
He drew a deep, shaky breath and pressed an impassioned kiss against her parted lips. The sweep of his tongue, slow and comforting as he softly stroked the angle of her jaw with his thumb. Taking a deep breath, he bracketed her face with his hands, shifting his weight so his hips settled deeper against her.
She spoke in a shaky whisper. “That was so amazing. It’s never been like this for me, Sean.”
