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"I know. It's one of the reasons I love you so much. But you don't have to be tough all the time. I'll be here to hold you up when things get rough."
Oh, this man. He's my world. "In that case, I never want you to let me go again."
Max makes quick work of our clothing, taking my hand and guiding me into the shower stall. His eyes darken as he watches the rivulets of water trail over my breasts and trickle between my thighs.
I press my palms against his chest, and our eyes connect. I'm humbled by what I see in those russet depths—love, vulnerability, desire, possessiveness, and so much more.
Max reaches for the shower gel and tips some into his palms, making a lather before moving his soapy hands over my neck and shoulders. He caresses me so gently, placing sweet kisses over my forehead, eyes, and cheeks. If ever there was a wordless declaration of his love, this is it. It's evident in every brush of his fingers against my skin and every lingering kiss.
I lift my hands, tangling them in his wet hair and bringing his mouth to mine.
“I love you so fucking much,” Max growls against my lips.
"I love you too." I gasp as he pulls me to him, letting me feel his rigid cock.
Max runs the back of his knuckles over my pebbled nipples and down my sides to grip my hips. I moan and grind into him as his tongue slips past my lips to tangle with mine.My fingers tug at his hair, needing him closer ... closer.
“I need inside you, love,” he groans.
I smile and then gasp as he pushes me against the shower wall and grips my thighs, lifting my legs around his waist. He teases my slick entrance with his fingers and rolls his hips against me.
"Fuck, you're already wet for me, my starling. I need you begging and screaming for me, need the bite of your nails in my shoulders and your cunt tightening and throbbing around my cock."
Oh, bloody hell.I may have just had a mini orgasm from his dirty words alone.
"Sounds g-good," I huff, making him chuckle.
"You like it when I talk like that, Eva?"
I've lost the ability to form words, so I nod and mumble, "Mmm-hmm."
Max's husky laugh rumbles against my chest, and my clit throbs mercilessly.
"Tell me what you want, love. I want to hear it," Max demands.
So many answers swirl in my lust-fogged head, but only one falls from my lips. "You. Just you, Max."
My words seem to unleash the beast in him, and he pins me to the wall and slides inside me with one hard thrust. He fills me, stretching me wide. So big. So tight. Sogood.
He fucks me hard and fast, grunting with each snap of his hips. I lean forward and suck his bottom lip into my mouth before kissing him wildly. I didn’t realise how much I needed him like this, needed to feel him deep inside me, washing away the events of the day.
“Yes, Max. God, don’t stop,” I mewl.
He’s relentless as he pounds into me, nailing me to the wall with each rough stroke. And then I'm doing everything he said he needed, begging and screaming for him and digging my nails into his shoulders as my cunt tightens and throbs around his cock.
My orgasm buffets me, knocking the air from my lungs while fiery pleasure burns through my veins. I moan and buck against him as our bodies slap together with every stroke of his fat cock.
Max grunts as he unleashes a torrent of cum deep inside me until it spills out and runs down my legs. He holds me through it until the tremors of our orgasms ebb, and we slowly glide back to Earth.
We're no longer alone. We've found each other, and I know I’ve found my happily ever after with the most amazing man in the world.
Epilogue
Eva
One YearLater
I sit at the breakfast bar in our London apartment, wearing a blindfold. My husband has been whipping, creaming, and melting stuff in the kitchen for the last three hours, much like he did to me in the bedroom this morning--well, minus the whipping part.
