“I-I can’t,” she groaned.
The fuck she couldn’t. The next time her hips rose, I latched on to her clit and slipped two fingers inside of her. With a firm grip on her thigh, I held her against me as I picked up the pace.
The sound of her hands slapping against the wall echoed through the room followed by her moans while her body spasmed. She rested her forehead against the cool wall and heaved in breath after breath. “Holy fuck,” she panted.
I quickly slid out from underneath her and grabbed a condom from the nightstand. Once I was covered, I moved behind her, wrapped my arm around her waist, positioned myself at her entrance, and thrust inside.
“Oh, fuck, Jonah,” she groaned and pushed back against me.
“Fucking hell, woman,” I gritted out and held her in place while I tried to keep from embarrassing myself. I slapped her ass when she pressed back again. “Don’t move.”
“But I—” she started, but I silenced her with my mouth. When I finally had a handle on things, I broke the kiss and started to move.
My hands slid up her torso and cupped her breasts while I watched my dick disappear every time the round globes of her ass met my hips over and over.
My eyes focused on a drop of sweat that fell from my nose and slid down the track of her spine highlighting the sheer perfection of her body. Suddenly, I wanted to see her face. I needed to take in her every reaction and see if she was feeling the same intense connection I was.
Within seconds, my eyes were locked to hers while I moved inside of her. She placed her hand on my cheek for a moment before sliding her fingers into my hair and pulling my lips down to hers.
I slowed my pace so I could savor every second of our sweat slicked bodies sliding against each other.
The hand in my hair tightened at the same time I felt her nails dig into my back. “Please, Jonah,” she whispered against my lips.
I slid my arms underneath her to grip her shoulders and buried my face in her neck so I could give her everything I had. I didn’t want to stop until she could feel my soul the way I felt hers. Because I’d never felt anything like what I was feeling with her and I knew it was an intensity I would chase forever. With her.
Her body tensed and her nails dug deeper into my skin. “Jonah,” she exhaled followed by a gasp. My lips covered hers and our bodies melded together as she reached her climax and pulled me along with her.
I broke the kiss, breathing heavily, our bodies still connected, and rested my forehead against hers for long minutes.
“Jonah?”
“If I move, you’ll leave. And I want you to stay,” I whispered.
“I’ll stay,” she said softly and placed a gentle kiss on my lips.
“Okay,” I said but didn’t move. For several minutes, I stayed right where I was, enjoying the feeling of her body surrounding mine. For those few moments, I was at peace.
All too soon, it became apparent that I had to get up or things were going to get extremely messy. With a groan of discontent, I went to the bathroom to take care of the condom and returned to the bed with a warm washcloth for her.
She squirmed and wiggled uncomfortably when I ran the cloth between her legs, but I was finished before she could find the words to protest. Tossing the rag to the floor, I slid into the bed beside her and pulled the covers over both of us. Within minutes, we were wrapped in each other’s arms sound asleep.
Chapter Fifteen
River
When I woke, Jonah was still asleep. I quietly slipped out of bed and went back to my room to take a shower and get ready for work.
Tilting my head back into the stream of water, I raised my arms to start rinsing the conditioner from my hair. I heard the shower curtain rustle followed by, “It’s just me.”
“What’re you doing?”
“Same thing you are. Taking a shower,” he said and pulled me against him as he pressed his lips to my neck.
To my surprise, he grabbed the bar of soap and lathered us both in suds. Once we were rinsed, he quickly washed his hair and turned off the water.
He caught the look of disbelief on my face and smirked. “Expecting something else?”
“I guess,” I shrugged. “I’ve never had a guy get in the shower with me. It’s a natural assumption that more would be involved.” Reaching for a towel, I stepped out of the shower and wrapped my hair up before I started drying my body with a second towel.
