Page 100 of All In

Either he’s an excellent actor—which I don’t believe for a second—or he’s just as enamored with me as I am with him.

My hands land on his waist, giving him a gentle shove as I move around him. It puts him in the spray of water that I’ve mostly been hogging. He complies, and once he’s directly in front of the bench, I give him another helpful push.

“Have a seat for me. I’d like to scrub you for a change,” I say, getting my own pump of body wash.

He settles on the seat, holding my hips. “I’ve never felt such excitement about each new endeavor.”

My knees land on either side of his as my core brushes his hard cock. It ends up trapped between us, stuck to his slick stomach, and my lower lips tease over his already swollen knot.

“You know exactly how to make me feel amazing. I hope I can return the favor,” I tell him as I soap his shoulders.

Ranger grabs the shower wand, flicking it on. “You do, and I’m already clean.” He sprays off his soapy hands before doing the same for his shoulders and then down my front and back.

He’s so incredibly hard as I mindlessly grind against the bottom of his cock. I’m so focused on staring between us that I miss him dropping the wand back in the holder.

He buries his fingers in my hair at the base of my skull, tilting my head up.

“Can we negotiate again for the previously mentioned shower sex?” His lips ghost over mine, and my nipples throb as my breasts get tighter and, strangely enough, feel heavier.

Using my hands on his shoulders to steady myself, I rise on my knees to kiss him.

The water should mute his scent, but my senses are always hyperfocused on his electric smell.

My pheromones flood the air as he nips my lower lip, swirling his tongue around the slight sting. His knot provides pressure on my entrance as I grind against his shaft, seeking pressure for my clit.

Working a hand between us, I pull his shaft away from his pelvis and guide it toward my opening. The stretch is unreal, and I’m not sure my body was fully ready to accommodate him, but he growls against my lips. It sends a shiver down my spine, and slick drips around his shaft.

“There’s nothing in the world that could possibly compare to the feeling of you stretching around me,” he snarls, using the floor to buck up inside me.

I nod as my face falls to rest against his chest. The whole keeping my head up thing is too hard when he’s absolutely destroying me in the best way possible.

I swear I can feel every ridge and vein as he slams inside me like he’s not afraid to break me.

“I ache to trap you so you can’t escape, or possibly to consume you whole,” he growls. “Does my obsession frighten you?”

My head shakes.

If anything, it makes my insides light up, knowing how badly he wants me. I might be playing a dangerous game, but my heart says he would never truly hurt me.

My hand slides down my middle, teasing my clit as his crown brushes my G-spot.

“Holy fuck,” I sob as my nails dig into his shoulder. The fingers of my other hand bounce between my clit and feeling the inches of his shaft that he hasn’t yet forced inside me. “Ranger…”

I never really thought there was such a thing as too much cock, but I want his knot, and to get that, I have to take all of his impressive length.

“I love hearing you moan my name.” He forces himself deeper, making my insides ache in some combination of pleasure and pain. “But I’m even more fond of being able to call you my wife.”

“I thought you were going to wait for the marriage license?—”

“That was before Locke arrived.”

It takes an embarrassingly short amount of time before my inner walls convulse.

“Are you going to come all over my cock?” he growls, using his hand in my hair to pull my head back enough to see my face.

“Mm-hmm,” I moan as my nipples tighten and electricity courses through my entire body.

“Ahh, you’re already there. I wondered.” He continues to buck up into me with a look of satisfaction on his handsome face. “I was going to try to hold out for what I want to try next, but once again, that’s not possible.”

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