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She then used her free hand to reach around his ass, and pulled him toward her until they were both under the spray.

His prick bumped against her stomach.

Holy hell.

It took every bit of willpower Trask had, not to come right then and there.

Doilies, doilies, doilies…

“You warm?” he managed to ask gruffly.

“Very,” she murmured gutturally.

He nodded. “Then it’s time for me to apologize, because this is going to be fast.”

Instead of calling him out on that, Jett grinned, dug her nails harder into the flesh of his right butt-cheek before lifting it to slap that same palm on his ass.

“Fast is good,” she assured him.

Trask growled, removed their combined touch from her clit, then lifted her so that her back was against the tiles.

Skin to skin, Jett wrapped her arms around him and pressed their bodies together even harder. Trask wanted to take a second to absorb the essence of her, but his dick had different ideas.

It knew exactly what it wanted, and it wanted it right the fuck now.

His member immediately prodded and found the soft warmth between Jett’s legs, beginning to delve.

Trask groaned and pushed further into paradise until…he froze.

“Shit,” he bit out, backing off with his disappointed cock heavily weeping. “Condom.”

Jett, using the leverage of the wall, ignored him and arched her hips forward sharply for…

Total impalement.

“Pill,” she howled lustily once she’d seated him all the way to the end of her channel.

“Fuck,” he hissed.

Clearly, they’d both been reduced to one-word responses.

“Tested. Clean,” she added as she clamped her inner muscles around him.

“Me too.”

Goddammit.Trask wasn’t going to waste another minute on verbal communication. He was going to respond solely with his cock from this point forward, especially since it had never been inside a woman without sporting latex before.

Sublime.

Pinning Jett against the wall again, Trask began to pound in and out, grunting with each phenomenal incursion. Raw-dogging it was…fucking amazing.

He briefly wondered as he powered on, if his aggression was too much for Jett, but as he forced himself to lighten his strokes, she grabbed his ass with both hands and let him know she was all in.

Trask wasn’t about to argue.

He upped his pace while lowering his head to one cherry-red peak to suck it into his mouth.

She shrieked.