Steam curled thick through the bathroom, fogging the mirror and coating the glass shower doors until the whole room looked hazy and soft around the edges.The hot water beat against my shoulders and rolled down McKayla’s body while I held her against the tile wall.Her wet hair stuck to her cheeks and neck, her lips swollen from kissing me, and her breathing came out in little gasps every time I drove into her harder.
“Push,” she moaned, her fingers digging into my shoulders.
“Yeah, baby,” I growled against her throat.
One of her legs was hitched high around my hip while the other barely stayed planted on the slick shower floor.I kept one arm wrapped tight around her waist to hold her steady while the other braced against the tile beside her head.Water cascaded over us, running down her breasts, over my chest, and between our bodies while I fucked her slow and deep one second and hard enough to make her cry out the next.
McKayla tipped her head back against the wall with a shaky moan.“Oh my God.”
I kissed down her neck and bit lightly beneath her ear.“You still with me?”
“Barely,” she breathed.
A grin pulled at my mouth.“Good.”
She smacked weakly at my shoulder before her nails dragged down my back again.The woman had a damn mouth on her when she wasn’t falling apart beneath me.
Her body tightened around me every time I thrust deeper, and I could feel how close she was getting.I loved seeing her like this.Hair soaked.Eyes heavy.Mouth open for me.There wasn’t a damn thing fake about McKayla when she came apart.She felt everything hard, and I was starting to realize she lived every part of her life that way.
I pressed my forehead briefly against hers and rolled my hips harder.
Her breath caught.“Push,” she whispered again, but this time it sounded desperate.
“That’s it,” I murmured.“Come for me, baby.”
She shattered with a cry that echoed off the tile walls.Her body shook against mine while her fingers clutched at me hard enough to leave marks.I kept driving into her through it, chasing my own release while she trembled in my arms.
“Fuck,” I groaned.
The way she squeezed around me damn near ended me instantly.I buried my face against her shoulder and thrust hard one last time before release slammed through me.
The shower hissed around us while both of us tried to catch our breath.
McKayla laughed softly first.Breathless and wrecked.“I think you’re trying to kill me.”
I kissed the corner of her mouth.“There are worse ways to go.”
“That is an incredibly biker thing to say.”
“Yeah?”
“Yeah.”
I brushed wet hair back from her face and studied her for a second longer than I probably should have.
Goddamn.Everything about her got under my skin faster than I liked.
I kissed her again.Slower this time.Less desperate.More like I just wanted to keep touching her.
When we finally separated, she stayed wrapped around me another second before sighing dramatically.“Okay.My legs may not work.”
“That’s because you spent the last ten minutes squeezing me like a vise.”
She narrowed her eyes.“You seemed pretty okay with it.”
I helped her lower her foot back to the floor carefully.She wobbled a little and pointed at me accusingly.“That’s your fault.”
“Everything’s my fault lately.”
