The heavy presence of him right at my back.
Every nerve ending in my body lights up.
J.T.exhales softly behind me.A low sound of approval that makes my stomach flip.
Then, I feel him there.His big hands on my back, pressing down, then moving to my hips where he tilts me where he wants me.
“So damn pretty,” he whispers.
Then I feel it, his broad head against my entrance.
“Always so damn pretty, Honey.And so damn mine, tell me,” he grunts, and my pussy clenches, needing him to push in already.
“Yours, J.T., I am all yours,” I reply with zero hesitation.
My pulse is racing, my heart is pounding, I am so turned on right now.
“Yeah you are,” he grunts, and pushes his hips forward, entering me in one hard press.
Pleasure surges through me, sudden and overwhelming.
My head tips back.
The sound that leaves my throat is raw and helpless.
Behind me J.T.growls again, the sound vibrating through his chest.
Like he enjoys hearing exactly what he does to me.
Steam fills the shower.Water slides over our bodies.And the world outside this room disappears.
There’s just him.
Just us.
Just the overwhelming way he makes me feel.
Wanted.
Powerful.
Safe.
“Fuck, you feel so damn good,” he groans, thrusting in harder, and oh God, my pussy clenches around him.
“That’s it.Suck me in.Keep me inside you always,” he says, and his words are just as hot as his moves.
I’m mumbling nonsense now.Begging him to go faster, deeper.To never stop.Never leave me.
My fingers tighten against the tile.
My breathing turns uneven.
The pressure building inside me is fast and fierce and impossible to stop.
“J.T.,” I whisper.
His name comes out like a prayer.
