She gasps as I lift her effortlessly.
“You didn’t even dry off,” she laughs, breath hitching.
“Didn’t want to waste a single second.”
I carry her out of the bathroom like a man possessed, water dripping from both of us, leaving a trail across the hardwood as we move through the lake house.
Her arms wrap around my neck, wet hair clinging to her skin, lips brushing my jaw.
By the time I lay her back on the bed, she’s giggling—and panting—and biting her bottom lip in that way that drives me absolutely feral.
“Hunter—”
“I need you,” I cut in, voice thick. “Again.”
“I was hoping you’d say that.”
She reaches for me but I catch her wrists, pinning them over her head with one hand as I crawl over her. Her eyes widen, breath stuttering in her throat.
“Don’t move,” I growl, and she freezes beneath me, pupils dilating.
I lean down, tongue tracing the water pooling in her collarbone, then lower to suck one nipple into my mouth, hot and wet, while my hand finds her between the legs again.
“Still so ready,” I murmur against her skin. “You’re insatiable, baby.”
Her thighs part instinctively, and she rocks against my hand. “Then stop teasing.”
I pull back slightly, lining myself up, pressing just the head of my cock against her entrance. She’s already dripping for me, but I can feel how tight she is—how much her body is trying to figure out how to take me.
“You sure about this?” I murmur, voice rough. “You really want it like this?”
“Yes,” she gasps. “Just like this. Don’t youdarestop.”
I grip her thigh, throw her leg over my hip, and push in—slowly. The resistance is immediate. Hot. Tight.Fucking perfect.
She sucks in a breath, her fingers clutching at my back.
“Oh my God,” she whimpers.
“I know, baby. Just breathe. Let me in.”
I ease forward, inch by inch, her body gripping me like a vice, fluttering around me, struggling to adjust.
She gasps again, hips twitching.
I pause. Wait for her to relax.
“You’re doing so fucking good,” I whisper, pressing kisses to her temple, her neck. “Let me know if it’s too much.”
She nods, swallowing hard. “I want all of you.”
I slide deeper, her slick heat dragging over every inch of me until finally—finally—I’m buried to the hilt.
We groan in unison, like our bodies just survived something holy and dangerous.
She’s tight as sin, warm and pulsing around me like her body was built to break me.
She claws at my shoulders now, desperate, hips lifting to meet every slow, deep thrust.
