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“Am I sleeping in the tool room?” She asks, leaning up to brush her lips against mine.
I shake my head. “I’m in the middle of an engine rebuild, that would never work.” She smiles, and I kiss her deep, my lips slanting over hers hungrily. If she has any more sassy words of wisdom tumbling around inside that beautiful head, I take them all away until they transform into the soft sighs that I crave like air.
With a surprising strength, she pushes me back and rolls on top of me. A sultry smirk crosses her lips as she slides out from beneath the blankets and walks toward the bathroom.
“Where are you going?” I ask incredulously.
“If I’m about to be evicted, I’m going to take a shower first.” Her head peers around the corner. “You coming?”
I make a face. “A cold shower? Not what I had in mind, but thanks.”
She smiles. “They fixed the hot water. That’s why they’re kicking me out.” She disappears around the wall, and I hear the water spray in the shower. I reluctantly roll out of bed and follow her. The glass shower doors are pulled closed, and I pause, leaning against the doorframe to watch her. Water streams over her face and down her body, dripping off thepeaks of her breasts. Steam rises above the shower, filling the room around us. Her hands slide over her skin, and into her hair. My mind falls back to that moment when she showered beneath the stars, when I barely knew her yet longed to touch her.
And now I can.
I slide the glass door open, and step beneath the spray. Her arms wrap around my neck as she leans up to kiss me, pressing her warm, wet body against me. I pull her closer into me, my hands sliding down her back, over the curve of her hips, and around to cup her breasts. My thumbs flick over her pierced nipples, and she moans softly against my lips.
I break the kiss to reach for the shampoo, and lather it into her hair before adding some to mine. Bubbles slide over our skin, the air filling with the soapy floral scent I’ve come to associate with her. She picks up the bar soap and runs it over me, across my shoulders, and down my chest. Lower, over my hips, following the V of muscles to my cock. Her eyes meet mine as she wraps her hand around me, sliding it up and down my thick length.
I growl and push her back against the tile wall of the shower, covering her mouth with mine. She smiles against my lips as I devour her, kissing a path down her neck. I can feel her pulse quicken beneath my mouth, her nails digging into my back as I move further down, across her chest to her breast. I circle her nipple with my tongue, then close my mouth around it. She arches her body against me, her hands sliding into my hair to hold me there as a moan escapes her lips.
I feel her breaths quickening, and I reach between her legs and push a finger inside her. She’s so wet, her musclesclenching around me as I slide in and out. Her body starts to tremble, and I know she’s close.
She shakes her head. “No,” she says breathlessly. “I need…” She pulls out of my embrace and cracks the shower door, reaching into a bag on the sink. It takes her a moment to find whatever she’s searching for, then she slides the door back, reaching for me. She slides a condom over my cock then pushes me back against the wall, hooking a leg over my hip as she sinks onto me. I growl as I slide all the way inside her, her hips grinding against mine.
Whatever remains of my control breaks, and I grip her ass, lifting her off her feet and spinning her back against the wall. Her legs wrap around my waist as I plow into her. Her arms slide around my neck, her hips bucking to meet my thrusts. She moans into my neck, her nails digging into my hair. We slide together, steamy warm water streaming down our conjoined bodies. I lose myself in her more with every passing, fleeting second, pushing her further and further until she breaks.
Her moan echoes through the room as she shatters, coming in my arms, around my cock, her cries driving me mad as my own orgasm races through me. I drive deep inside her, my forehead pressed against hers as I capture her cry with my lips.
I dip my head and nuzzle my face into the side of her neck, tightening my grip around her wet, naked body. I close my eyes, letting the warm water run over us as the ripples of my orgasm subside. Fuck, it’s always like this between us. Frantic and devastating, pushing me to the edge every time. Whatever she is made of, my body wants it. Craves it. Needs to be lost inside it. I can’t get enough of her.
Fucking love.
A laugh ripples through her, and I lean back to gaze into her eyes. She’s smiling, breathless.
“Okay,” she says, shaking her head.
I raise an eyebrow. “Okay…?”
“I’ll move my shit into your boat.”
I release a sigh of relief and take a step back, allowing her legs to slide back down to the shower floor.
“Thank God. I thought we were going to have to do this all day.”
“That’s not off the table,” she replies playfully, lathering conditioner into her hair and stepping back beneath the spray.
“I’m not doing anything else until I’ve had breakfast.” I press my lips against hers, my hands sliding down her back. “Even you.” Then I take a step back, and slip out of the shower. “Pack your stuff, I’m headed down to the boat to throw some bacon in the sink. Then I’ll come back and help you.”
“I’m really more of a sausage girl.”
“I’ll bet you are,” I answer with a chuckle, shaking my head.
“You’re welcome to bring your dick jokes back into this shower.”
“Breakfast,” I laugh. “Your beautiful, soapy ass is going to eat with me. Then we can talk about everything else.” I glare at my wet clothing scattered across the floor, then tuck my towel more securely around my waist and gather them all up. There’s no way I’m putting these back on.
I step into the bathroom, and smile at the image behind the glass. Wet and beautiful and mine. I draw in the steamy shower door, my finger squeaking against the glass:
