"I can't feel…"
I slid my arms around him, and his large hands trapped me in place. I held him, held onto him, for a long, quiet moment. The hum of the heater the only sound besides the distant drum of rain.
"You're here." I could barely find my voice. "Still here."
"Yeah." He gently pulled away. "And your last boyfriend has a modeling contract."
"There's no comparison, Maddox. I don't want him." I pulled his hand into mine. Rough, calloused, it was so much larger than mine. "I want to be withyou." I looked up and met his gaze.
Heat permeated my skin, turning into a liquid fire. It pooled in my stomach, torching the air in my lungs and warming every part of my body. I tried to swallow, to find or form words, but his intense glare stopped the world beneath my feet.
His mouth claimed my lips, biting, aggressive. My liquid insides simmered even as another shudder washed over me. He stripped my shirt over my head, and then he was back, pressing every bare inch of my skin against him. His tongue in my mouth sent fluttering sparks into my chest.
He broke the kiss and rasped. "Your skin is like ice."
I shook as I nodded.
"Shower. Now." He tugged me in the direction of the nearest stall and flipped on the water. Pipes shushed as thin streams of water came alive inside the expansive walk-in.He fiddled with the temperature as I peeled off the rest of my clothing and removed the tie from my hair.
I moved into the steam and the streams of warmth. He grunted something then disappeared. I glanced at the door as the water tapped and danced along my skin. Deep, saturated breaths filled my lungs. My toes came back to life.
I hugged my arms over my breasts as I turned, dipping my head back to let the spray pour over my forehead and scalp, sliding through my hair.
When I opened my eyes again, a very nude Maddox stood at attention inside my warm shower cocoon. I took a moment to admire his carved, powerful form, my heart beating wildly in my chest. My breath came in short, shallow gasps. My eyes strayed…to the erect length at his waist.
And then he was there, pulling me around as he settled beside me, hands slipping against my skin. My head tilted back to accept his frenzied, fiery kiss. I lost the ability to breathe when his arousal pressed against the curve of my hip. He cupped my breast, fingers teasing, toying with the aroused bud. A fluttering heat beat its wings inside my core—the empty space between my legs aching for his attention.
The urge to touch him stirred. I reached for him, gripping his arousal and sliding my hand over his shaft. He groaned, nipping at my ear, my neck. "Ella…"
He pulled my hand away. We stumbled as he moved us to the small seat along the opposite wall. He placed my hand on a metal bar carved into the side of the shower, then knelt. He lifted my knee, scoring rough kisses into my thigh. My heart leapt into my throat. I wasn't positive I was ready for this, but my sex pulsed, hot and needy. And I was sure Iwantedhim…
A flash of blue, as his dark eyes met mine an instantbefore he pressed a kiss at the mouth of my arousal. His tongue slid inside my folds and a thousand electric charges sang through me. My legs trembled. I hardened my grip on the bar to keep myself upright.
“Uhn,” I gasped as he laved and teased my clit. My core tightened. That heated longing between my legs threaded into the muscle of my thighs, opening them wider. I thrust against his lips as my desire climbed, weaving itself into my skin, my breasts.I need you inside me.I tried to say the words but only managed to whimper.
His fingers spread me as he continued to press slick circles into my clitoris. My entire body quivered, desperate for his touch. I writhed and moved. Tightened and released. I knew nothing but this building hunger. "Maddox…"
His hand grasped my leg. I jolted as he found his feet, lifting me into the air. I held on for dear life, my heart racing, my body suspended—anchored and yet floating. Water pulsed from the shower heads, jetted streams arousing my nipples. His finger entered me, curling deep inside my sex. He stroked me as his tongue delved deeper, fluttering and teasing my aching nub.
"Maddox," I pleaded. Muscles taut and searching for the point of release, my body quavered beyond my control. I shut my eyes as my need grew higher, brighter. Pleasure threaded and strung so tight, I almost broke through…only to fall short when his strokes changed their tempo. I groaned and gasped and arched against him.Please…
He chuckled as he settled my feet back on the bench. I opened my eyes, everything inside me, my core, my skin, on edge.
"I think we should try a different position." His eyes sparked and a sly grin pulled at his lips.
"I was just starting to like that one." I tried to keep thewarble out of my voice. He dug out a packet from the soap dish, ripped it open and rolled the condom over his length. He pulled me backward, against him. His sex nestled against my rear, as he breathed melty kisses against my shoulders, my neck. The heat from his lips sinking through my skin, stirring a warmth in my chest. He murmured in my ear, "Ella…" His fingertips traced decadent paths through the water on my abdomen.
I pressed my rear into his erection. He moaned. "God, Ella, I want you."
"Yes," I hissed and was rewarded with the tip of his length—skimming and slipping along the seam between my legs. His palms grasping my waist, his arousal teased my entrance.
I tried to move against him. "Please," I breathed. I grasped the handle in the wall and lifted my rear as I bent forward.
And then he was pushing inside me—stretching, filling the aching want that belonged only to him. My eyelids slid shut. I took a shuddering breath as his long, thick cock buried itself inside my sex.
He groaned as he curled over me, one arm clutching me against him, the other gripping my thigh. Heavy breaths puffed against my neck.
"I've wanted you. Since that first night. And every night since." He moved unbearably slow as he pulled out to the tip—only to sink back inside. His thrusts sent ripples of pleasure coursing through me. I whimpered as I tried to take him deeper, pushing back and moving up on tiptoe.
