In the shower, the hot water hits us, steam rising around our bodies. The plan was to clean ourselves, but all those decent thoughts fly out the window when Emily loops her arms around my neck, her nipples brushing against my chest.
Jesus Christ. A man can only have so much control.
"Alex..."
My name on her lips sends heat through me, and my self-restraint snaps in half. The need to be inside her is the only thought buzzing around my skull.
I slam my lips against hers as I lift her, wrapping her legs around my waist and backing her against the wall, only breaking the kiss to nip her earlobe. "You wanted to know how it would feel if Ifuck you against the wall, right? This is no elevator, but it's a close second."
Without waiting for her reply, I reach my free hand between us, teasing her clit until she sucks my lip between her teeth. Fuck. I loop my arms under her knees and lift her, angling her pussy forward slightly toward me.
The head of my cock nudges her entrance, and I'm so hard I don't even need to guide it.
I slide my cock into her, just the tip, and hiss at how good she feels. My muscles contract as I fight the urge to come right here, right now. The last thing I want is to embarrass myself and disappoint her.
Nope.
Inch by agonizing inch, I push deeper into her inner walls until I'm buried to the hilt, both of us groaning at the feeling. I give her a moment to adjust before I start to move, pulling back and thrusting deep. The position lets me penetrate her deeply, hitting places that make her moan.
"Alex, oh God, Alex..."
Water cascades over us as I thrust harder, one hand gripping her hip, the other braced against the wall for leverage.
Her nails scratch down my back, and I drop my mouth to her neck, sucking hard enough to leave marks. Marks that would take days to fade.
Something possessive and primal roars within me at the thought of other people seeing my brand on her. Me staking my claim.
"You feel so good, Em. So fucking good around my cock."
"Harder. Please, Alex, harder and deeper."
Her wish is my command, and I drive into her with more force, taking her with hard, merciless thrusts. The sound of skin slapping skin mixes with the shower spray and her continuous moans.
Emily, apparently, knows to give as much as she's getting.
She tightens her arms around me and circles her hips once, twice. My rhythm falters because I can feel the jolt in my spine. Fuck me. My woman has claws.
Emily takes that as encouragement, and she starts bouncing on my lap, riding me and doing something magical with her hips.
I'm hanging by a thread, so I grind my teeth and stop moving, giving her all the control. It doesn't even take more than a minute when she stiffens in my arms and bites my shoulder.
"Alex, I'm?—"
Her inner muscles clamp down around me as she comes, shattering in my arms in a torrent of cries and spasms. At the same time, an explosion of sensations tear through me, blinding sparks lighting the darkness behind my eyes.
I thrust once, twice more, then bury myself deep as my orgasm hits, my body responding to her in thick, liquid pulses.
"Emily," I groan, hips stuttering as I empty myself inside her.
We stay locked together, catching our breath, and she clings to me in shuddering spasms. I keep her supported, afraid her legs won't hold her. Finally, I ease out of her and set her down gently, steadying her when she wobbles.
I kiss her forehead and reach for the soap. "Okay, we're taking a shower for real this time."
Emily gives me the sweetest smile and plants a kiss on my mouth. "That was the plan before you attacked me."
"Excuse me? I attacked you?”
“Neanderthal, remember?”
