Total pages in book: 85
Estimated words: 80303 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 402(@200wpm)___ 321(@250wpm)___ 268(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 80303 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 402(@200wpm)___ 321(@250wpm)___ 268(@300wpm)
“And that means?”
“I’ll handle everything else. I won’t ever stand in your way if you feel you absolutely must bloody these perfect hands, I will be right behind you cleaning up the mess.”
I sat forward and carefully turned around so that I was straddling him.
“And you’ll give me everything?” I ran my palms over his chest, down his abs, beneath the water to where his cock was. He was already hard. He had been since he brought me in here to bathe with him. I was beginning to learn the effect I had on this him, and I loved it.
“That’s all I want to give you,” he replied, gliding his hands up the back of my thighs to grab my ass.
I laughed and leaned forward to kiss him. I gripped onto his base and slowly eased myself down, moaning softly as his cock stretched and filled me.
“You always feel so good,” he murmured.
I pressed my forehead against his and gripped his shoulders, rolling my hips to take him deeper. The hold he had on my ass disappeared, both his hands going to my waist.
“I want it.” I moaned as he forced me up and down and held me there.
“You don’t have to tell me something I already know.”
“But…” I trailed off when he encouraged me to move. I began to ride him as he needed me to, losing interest in the conversation the harder I fucked him.
My body ached everywhere from what he’d done to it in the past twenty-four hours, and I still wanted more.
Bubbles sloshed all around us, the movement of my body creating waves that sent water over the edge of the tub.
He grabbed me suddenly and forced me to stop, standing up with me in his arms. “Wrap your legs around my waist.”
I did as he said, holding onto him as he carried me to the glass block shower, leaving a trail of dripping water. He placed my back against the tiled wall, and we began to fuck each other.
Our slick skin met every time he thrust, and I lowered to meet him. His eyes bore into mine, the sheer possession in them bringing me closer and closer to coming.
“Harder,” I pleaded, so close to that feeling of euphoria only he could give me.
His fingertips dug into my thighs as he obliged, taking over entirely. “Can never fuck you hard enough, can I?” he teased.
“Please, don’t stop.”
He readjusted his stance and angled his dick to hit just right. I cried out uncontrollably, clawing at him for more. One hand slid back and teased the crack of my ass, toying with someplace he’d yet to go since we’d reunited.
“Are you going to give this to me?”
“You can have everything.”
He flashed me a wicked grin, “Good girl.”
I grabbed his face and roughly pulled him in to kiss me.
It was bruising and passionate, just like how we fucked and loved. He worked me over until I was nearly sobbing from how hard he made me climax. Only after I got off did he let himself finish, pumping me full of his come, his entire body going taut against mine.
I ran my fingers through his hair and waited patiently for him to let me down. He drew back just enough to kiss the top of my head, and then my lips. “I can never get enough of you.”
He lowered my legs to the floor and then stepped away to turn the shower on. I remained propped against the wall trying to catch my breath. This asshole was already back to his original fighting form.
“I think I should start working out. You’re in much better shape than I am.”
“It’s never a bad idea, just don’t get some insane notion you need to lose any weight. You’re perfect exactly as you are.”
“In the future when I’m big as a house, I’m going to remind you of this moment.”
“Let’s not get carried away. I would never let it get that out of hand, pun intended.”
I laughed incredulously. “You really are an asshole, you know that?”
I got a smirk before he reached out and grabbed my hand, pulling me to stand with him beneath the water, wrapping his arms around me from behind.
CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
I frowned at our reflection as he came to stand behind me. He was in his usual formal attire while I’d pieced together an outfit that consisted of sweatpants and a crop top.
“Am I going to need to dress up too?”
“Only when we attend an event with pretentious fucks that feel the need to enforce a dress code.”
“I was just wondering. I actually like the idea of it, I just never had a reason to.”
“Then do it. I’ll be your reason.”
I smiled at his reflection and finished twisting my hair into a bun, pulling some tendrils out to frame my face.
“Are we leaving here soon?”