Her body strained toward him, face turned sharply, seeking his lips. He crushed his mouth over hers as he pulsed his fingers against her G-spot.
“Grant!” Her insides wrenched tight and then she was peaking.
“That’s it, love. Come for me.” His deep rumble in her ear shot her higher, her mind spinning out at the dirty coaxing.
Her insides pulsated around his fingers, juices soaking them as wave after wave took her breath.
With a final rough cry, she plastered her palms to the tile and dropped her forehead against it, heart racing.
He continued to tease her, trailing his fingers through her folds and bringing her down. But it only seemed to make her want more.
She reached back to grasp his hip. “I want you. Like this. Now.”
He stilled, fingers stalling and his thighs going rigid behind her. “You’re sure?”
She twisted to look at him. “I’m sure. We don’t…need anything between us.”
A low growl tore from him and then he was latching on to her hips and drawing her toward him.
His thick cock met her pussy and he was tunneling inside her.
“Oh fuck, love,” he gritted out.
Her eyes rolled upward at the sensation of him buried so deep without any barrier. Her body moved on its own, shoving back to take what she needed, but he tightened his grip on her hips.
“Don’t move. I…need a second.”
A small thrill hit her belly. That he’d be so out of his head, on the verge of release, gave her more pleasure than she ever thought it could.
After ten full heartbeats passed, he placed his lips at her ear and began dirty-talking.
“You feel that?” He ground his cock deep inside her.
“Yes!” she gasped.
“That’s what you do to me.” He pulled out in slow, maddening increments. He fisted her hair, tugging the wet strands. Her neck arched, and his mouth landed on her pulse point.
She rocked her hips, and he groaned.
“Christ, you’re going to be the end of me, woman. You’re so damn tight. Sohot.” He drew out almost to the tip and then pushed inside her in one slick shove.
“Oh god!” She braced her fingers into the tile but had nothing to grasp but drops of water.
He drew out again. “Take my cock, love. God, Zee, you’re making me so”—he sank deep—“damn”—he ground his thick head against her core—“hard.”
Shudders ricocheted along her spine, making her nipples pinch into tighter buds as he commanded her body in ways she’d never experienced before.
This wasn’t just lust. It was deeper.
Before she could respond to the passion, he pulled his cock free and engulfed her in his arms. They found each other’s lips, their kiss filled with all the emotions racing through her.
Breaking the kiss, he grabbed a towel and swept it around her. He stared down into her eyes for a beat, one arm coming around her back, pulling her flush against him. The heat between them building to the pitch of a storm.
“Zee…” he rasped. The way he said her name—low and rough—sent a shiver down her spine.
She wanted more. Needed more.
What he saw on her face made him groan. In one swift move, he lifted her and carried her to bed.
