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Reaching down, she strokes the long thick width of me, her nipples graze my chest, and the window to move forward with having her to myself extends.
“Can we forget about all the tumor stuff, and the billionaire for a while? I just want to feel full again.”
I’m not sure what kind of man it makes me, but I nod, moving my kiss onto her neck and down her shoulders. “I wanted you again the second I let you go.” My lips massage into hers deeper and hungrier.
She backs against the shower wall, and I move in closer, the steam from the room fogging up the glass doors as our bodies press together. I could take her like this every day for the rest of my life and it wouldn’t be enough.
I wrap my hand firmly over the front of her throat and kiss her lips softly before reaching up to grab the showerhead from the wall above her, setting the spray to a pulse.
Her lips spill open and a soft hum of pleasure escapes as the pulsing hits her clit over and over.
My sense of attachment over her astounds me. It’s as though she’s belonged to me forever, as though we were meant to meet. I try to slow my heartbeat to cool the warmth of lust spreading through my body, but it’s no use. Desire knocks hard between my thighs and my cock is desperate for her all over again.
“I need to come,” she begs as her knees bend with weakness.
I move the spray away from her pussy and back toward the shower bench behind us, stroking my shaft as she follows me. “Not yet. I need you on my cock.”
Without hesitation, she climbs onto my lap, her body facing me as she lowers over the top of my swollen desperation. Inch by inch, she swallows me whole, moaning louder as I widen her core.
Her lungs seem to struggle to take in air as she bounces up and down, wrapping her arms around my neck to steady her frame.
Fire runs through my veins at the sight of her bouncing breasts, and open mouth, her hair wet and tangled spilling down over her back. The view from here is heaven on Earth.
“I need you,” she moans, kicking my heartbeat into overdrive.
Reaching down, I rub her clit in circles, as I bounce my lap to keep the heat coiled between us.
“Come for me, Lucy. Come hard. I need you. I need to see that pretty face.”
Her eyes open and focus on mine for only a second before they squeeze closed and her mouth drops open with the sounds of my name on her lips.
“Dante,” she groans, “go harder. You feel so good.”
I thrust up into her with more force, staring at her beautiful face as she comes and convulses against my hard dick.
In a moment, I’m coming again as she purrs her satisfaction against my throat.
Electricity shoots through my balls and into the crown, spraying my seed within her for the second time tonight. This time, I watch her beautiful face. Over and over, she rocks her hips slowly, crying and arching against me as she rides out the last bits of pleasure.
“I’m going to take care of you,” I growl, holding her waist tighter into my stomach. “You’re not alone. Not now, not ever.”
Her nipples pierce into my chest as her bouncing subsides and I kiss her neck and the lobes of her ears, smothering her in love as my body expels a series of groans. She’s perfection. I only want her.
She sighs and grins before leaning into my chest. “Was that sanctioned? Are we allowed to do that, or are you in trouble now?”
I hadn’t stopped to think of how Saint would feel about me fucking her alone. I hadn’t stopped to think about much of anything but the way I was feeling.
“I’ll talk to him,” I say, stroking her back slowly as the shower sprinkles down. “I just—”
“Dante!” Luca screams my name from the shower door. “Saint is calling us both right now. Move.”
While Luca is easily stirred, usually he’s not this animated.
“I’ll be right there,” I say, directing my attention back toward Lucy. “Stay in this room until I know what’s going on.”
She nods and climbs up off my lap before moving back toward the spray to rinse. I want to linger with her, I’m desperate to. Desperate enough that I contemplate ignoring Luca and pretending he never came in the first place. Though, I’m not sure what good that would do. When Saint wants something, he gets it, and right now, I have a feeling we’re all in for a surprise.
Chapter Thirteen
