Page 103 of Hope After Loss


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He reaches for the conditioner. “Yep. Just here to be of service. No funny business.”

I laugh. “That’s too bad. I was thinking how I was in the mood for some funny business.”

I take a step back so that my bare backside presses flush against his hard cock.

He growls, “Wicked woman. Just remember you started it. I was trying to be good.”

He clenches my waist, turns me to face him, and then wraps my wet hair in his fist.

“You’re the one who interrupted my shower,” I mutter.

“Right,” he says before he guides my mouth to his.

I wrap my arms around his neck and rise on my tiptoes to return his kiss.

My nipples grow taut as they graze the hair on his chest, and he tears his mouth from mine to lick a trail down to one rosy bud before taking it between his lips.

I jump in his arms as he bites down. Then, his tongue darts out to soothe the peak before sucking it into his mouth again.

He moves to my other breast to give it the same attention, and I grab a handful of his hair and pull. He groans and pushes me backward until my back hits the smooth tiles of the shower wall.

He starts to hoist me up, but I bear down. He releases his grasp, and I look down between us and take hold of his erection.

His eyes come to mine, and I start to glide my fist up and down his sleek, hard flesh.

He plants his arms above me and leans his forehead against the tiles as I slide down the wall to my knees.

I wrap my lips around the head of his cock as it throbs in my grip and slowly take it into my mouth.

My eyes never leave his.

He moans my name when I graze his sensitive skin with my teeth and suck him harder and deeper.

“Baby,” he murmurs as I increase the rhythm of my hands and mouth.

He closes his eyes as he teeters on the edge.

“Anna, I’m going to come,” he warns.

I quicken my pace, and he roars as his hot, thick release hits my throat.

I stay on my knees until he is completely spent, and he reaches down, picks me up, sets me on my feet, and kisses me deeply.

“You drive me crazy,” he whispers into the steam-filled space.

Pleased with myself, I step past him and back into the spray.

“Oh no, you don’t. It’s your turn,” he says before whisking me back around.

“The water’s going to get cold,” I start as he pulls my hips back and his knee comes between my legs.

His hand slides around to find me slick and ready.

The words of protest die on my lips, and I throw my head back against his chest.

He pinches my clit, and my body bucks.

“That’s a good girl,” he says before sinking his teeth into my shoulder.

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