I stepped closer, nose barely grazing hers. “Say something,” I practically begged. “Even if it’s to tell me to get the fuck out.”
She didn’t… but the way her hand found my chest and the way her fingers curled just slightly said everything.
“You really got me out here acting crazy, Ajori,” I went on, voice heavy with heat. “Don’t even recognize myself around you, and I don’t know why. This shit got me spinning it’s all too fast.”
Ajori’s fingers were still resting on my chest, tracing the water droplets sliding down. Her hand moved lower, not far, just… enough. I didn’t even know if she realized she was touching me, but I didn’t care, because the second her eyes met mine again, fire passed between us.
She pulled back, breathing hard. “We shouldn’t.”
My hand slid up Ajori’s arm, then I cupped the side of her face. “But weare.”
When I leaned in, I paused right before our mouths met, letting her decide. I gave her enough room to stop me, but she didn’t.
Ajori made the choice for both of us.
Her lips hit mine hard, angry and hungry all at once, and whatever control I had left snapped clean in half.
I kissed Ajori as if I had something to prove and held her like I was scared she’d slip away. My hand gripped her hip, then her ass, pulling her flush against me. She felt soft and hot andwaytoo good in my hands, and the small sound she made against my mouth almost had me losing my mind. I spun her gently, pressing her back against the fogged glass.
“You trying to punish me for yesterday?” she breathed.
I trailed hot kisses down her neck and down the curve of her breast, letting my answer brush across her skin.
She shivered, and I felt it all the way through me.
I sucked her nipple, then looked up at her with that same ruthless smirk. “Nah. I’m trying to make up for it.”
Every touch after that got heavier and needier; less like an apology and more like a confession.
I lifted one leg and wrapped it around my waist. Then I grabbed her ass with both hands, grinding slowly until she whimpered. I slid the tip between her folds. She was soaking.
“Damn…” I muttered; forehead pressed to hers. “You mad at me, but this pussy say different.”
Ajori bit her lip. “Domino… stop teasing me. Put it all the way in and fuck me.”
That was all the permission I needed.
I hoisted her higher, lined up, and slid inside slowly, inch by inch.
Raw.
All the way.
She screamed.
“Fuuuck, Ajori,” I groaned.
I moved slowly at first, trying to make her feeleveryapology I didn’t have words for and every emotion I tried to bury. I held Ajori tight, watching her lose it, as she clung to me, nails raking down my back like she was trying to mark me, claim me, curse me, and bless me all in one stroke. Her moans filled the steamy room, and all I could think was…
Her ass is mine.
Even if I didn’t deserve her or even if it couldn’t last, in that moment, I was hers, and I was gonna fuck her like it.
“Domino—shit! You feel so good—”
“Say it,” I growled in her ear, pumping deeper, slower, and filthier. “Say what I feel like.”
“Big… good,” she cooed. “Deep.Too deep! Oh my God!”
