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I clicked my tongue. “Notgood enough,Roar.Ineed enthusiastic consent.”

Her eyes darkened like an eclipse.Shetugged the towel off of my hips, wrapped her hand around my cock, and squeezed. “Iwant you to fuck me the way you promised.Don’tlet me down, hotshot.”Adevilish smile painted her lips as she eased up on her toes and pecked my lips. “Isthat enthusiastic enough for you?”

I knew right then and there thatIwouldn’t surviveAuroraWhitlock.Shewasn’t a firecracker.Shewas a nuclear bomb that would rip me atom from atom.

I flicked open the button to her jeans and slid her panties to the side. “Areyou wet for me?”

Her answer was a silken whimper that wrapped around me like a caress.

I slid two fingers through her warm sex. “I’lltake that as a yes.”

Aurora’s knees buckled and she teetered toward me.Igrabbed her hips and picked her up, then braced my arm under her ass until she wrapped her legs around my waist.

“Good girl.Holdon,”Isaid asIcarried her through the house.

Aurora wrapped her arms around my neck and buried her head against the crook of my shoulder, nipping and sucking her way up to my ear.

Her chest rose and fell against mine with each desperate inhale.

“What turns you on?”Iasked asIdeposited her onto the edge of the bathroom sink.Webroke apart just long enough for me to turn my cold shower to scalding.

Aurora braced her hands on the edge. “Ithink you should show me all these tricks you’ve been bragging about.”

I laughed. “Ihaven’t been bragging about tricks.”

“In not so many words you have.”

“Fair.”Iturned back and slid my hands up her thighs. “Iplan on pulling out all the stops.ButIwant to hear it from you.”Islid a flattened hand up her chest to her throat, shackling her in place with a firm grip. “Whatmakes you desperate, baby girl?”Ilicked across the seam of her parted lips. “Whatdo you crave?”

Aurora trailed her fingertips down my chest, tracing each ridge and groove. “Treatme likeI’mnot going to break.”

I guided her lips to mine with my grip on her throat. “Yes, ma’am.”

The kiss was deep and desperate.Handsclawed at bare skin, frantically drawing us closer and closer.Auroraarched her back, pressing into me as she wrapped her legs around my waist and rocked her hips.Igrabbed the hem of her damp t-shirt and pulled it over her head.

“You’re so goddamn beautiful, baby.”Icupped her teardrop breasts in my hands and rolled her pebbled nipples between my fingers.

Aurora tossed her head back and gasped for air as steam began to cloud around us. “This,” she rasped. “Thisis whatI’vebeen craving.”

Her heels dug into the small of my back asItugged on her nipples, back and forth, faster and faster.Themirror rattled as her head tipped back and smacked it with athunk.

“Jack.”Myname was a reverent prayer on her lips.Herknees widened, legs opening for me, fueled by a primal yearning.

I cupped the apex of her thighs, claiming her pussy. “Isthis where you need me?”

She tipped forward and rested her forehead on my shoulder. “Yes.”

In one swift motion,Ipulled her off the edge of the sink, spun her to face the mirror, and yanked her shorts and panties down.Herphone fell out of the pocket of her shorts with a clatter, but neither of us paid it a second of attention.

I wedged my foot between her ankles and kicked her feet apart. “Handson the counter.”

To my surprise, she obeyed.

Aurora when she was pissed or annoyed at me was cute.Aurorawhen she was focused and driven was alluring.Aurorawhen she didn’t thinkIwas watching was beautiful and mesmerizing.ButAuroralike this—bare and spread wide for me?

She was my demise.

I traced up the inside of her left thigh, across the swollen entrance to her cunt, and down the other thigh.Sheshuddered, gripping the counter even more fiercely.