His mouth closed over the breast he’d touched. He licked her taut nipple. Sucked. Her nails bit into his shoulders.
She pushed against him. “More!”
His same thought. Because this was not enough.
His mouth went to her other breast. His tongue lashed her. Her legs curled around his hips. His dick shoved against her as he angled his body and pinned her against the tiled wall.
Then…
Into her. The head of his dick shoved into her. Tight. Hot. Everything that he’d needed. Everything he’d missed.
She gasped out his name.
He pushed deeper. Because it was not enough. Her inner muscles flexed against him, tight, so tight, and he wedged a hand between them so he could stroke her clit and get her to open up for him. She’d always needed care when his cock drove into her because Delaney was so small and he was definitely fucking not.
Nash froze. He blinked at her as the water trickled down his face. His dick was in Delaney. Not balls deep, not yet, but that was where he wanted to be. All the way in her.
“Don’t stop.” Her wet hair clung to her shoulders. “I need you.”
He’d needed her his entire life. “I’m bare, Delaney.” Hard, savage words. Words that should have been a warning. Instead, he said them, and he pushed deeper into her core. Heaven. Hell. Pleasure and torture. Pleasure because she felt so good. Because this was his Delaney. Torture because he had to stop. He couldn’t do this. He didn’t have on a condom.
“I’m on birth control. I…I wasn’t lying when I said that I didn’t have sex with Kurt. I haven’t been with anyone in over two years.”
What the fuck?
“I want you.”
His teeth snapped together. “I haven’t been with anyone in two fucking years, either.”
Her eyes widened.
“Don’t like fucking anyone else.” The words were ripped from him. He was not going to be able to hold back. Could not. “They aren’t you.”
Then he was strumming her clit and driving hard and deep into her. Delaney let out a gasp, and a moan, and then her hips slammed against his.
The water pounded.
The steam drifted.
Their bodies collided.
Over and over. There was no slowing down. There was no restraint. A beast had been unleashed inside of him, and Nash was relentless. He could not get close enough to her. Could not get deep enough.
Her body was soft and sensual. Her sex tight and hot. She grasped him greedily, possessively, and he felt the clenching of her body even as she gave a fast, sudden cry.
He watched the pleasure sweep over her face. He kissed her because he wanted to taste her pleasure. Nash wanted to taste every single bit of her. His thrusts became even harder. Faster. Delaney. He was with his Delaney again.
Fucking her.
Taking her.
Loving her.
Once would not be enough. It would never be enough to satisfy him.
The climax hit him. He held her too tightly. Kissed her too hard. And came inside of her on a relentless surge of the best pleasure he’d felt…
Since the last time he’d fucked her.
