Page 72 of Love Finds Home

I watch as her eyes widen and dilate with desire. Want. Pure carnal need. Her gaze is firmly ogling me as I strip off my shirt.

“Like what you see, Tink?” I smirk at her.

“Very much.” She eyes me up and down. “Very, very much.”

“Your turn,” I whisper in her ear before sucking the lobe into my mouth, encouraged even more when her whole body shivers.

“Take my clothes off. Please.” It’s the please that gets me every time. I’d give her the world with just one word if I could.

I reach over and flip the shower on before moving between her legs, my hands running up and down her thighs. Over her hips.Up her sides, bringing her shirt with me, until I’m pulling it over her head.

“No bra?” I ask, and even I can hear the husky tone in my voice.

She smirks, her lips quirking up in a sly smile, and shakes her head.

“Well, when opportunity knocks.”

I lean forward, pulling one of her nipples into my mouth, hearing her gasp and moan, feeling her squirming beneath my touch. She runs her hands up and down my back, her fingers dipping into the waistband of my jeans, under my boxers.

“The room is steaming up,” she says before licking my neck.

“You have no idea, Tink.”

I pull her off the sink and undo her jeans, my hands cupping her ass as I remove the next barrier between heaven and myself. Dropping to my knees, I help her step out of them and then I lower her panties. Unable to resist, I lean forward, my nose at the apex of her thighs. Her scent is my kryptonite. I spread her legs enough to flick my tongue against her entrance and circle her clit. Just a taste.

“Jonathan,” she sighs, letting her weight fall against the sink.

I allow myself only a minute to lap up her taste, her flavor in my mouth. It’ll have to be enough for now. I need to be inside her.

“Shower,” I gruffly command. “Now.”

I shuck my own jeans and boxers before picking her up and wrapping her legs around my hips. Our lips crash together as I walk us under the water. Elle squeals when it hits her back, but I quickly turn her away from the spray and up against the wall, recapturing her lips. She slides down my body enough that my cock has found wonderland and is rubbing through her slit, getting coated in her arousal.

“Need you,” she pleads through desperate kisses. “Need you now.”

“Your wish, my pleasure.” I nip at her lips.

She grasps my cock at the base, adjusting her body to take me, sliding my head from her clit to her opening and back again.

“Tease,” I grumble, which earns me a melodic giggle from Elle.

“I promise to always follow through,” she replies, taking me inside her body.

Both of us groan with the pleasure. My hands immediately grip her ass, holding her up and helping her move. Up and down her body moves as her nipples rub against my chest. We aren’t going fast. Or being aggressive. That’s not what this is about. It’s about feeling each other. Paying attention to what each of us responds to, something we haven’t done before. Every previous encounter has been about getting the need out, not paying attention. This might be sex in a shower, but it’s so much more than just sex.

“Why do you feel so incredible?” I ask, burying my face in her neck and licking her skin.

“It’s just because it’s us,” she replies, gripping my hair and pulling my head back to kiss me again.

“How did I resist you for so long?”

“Did you really?” she laughs, which does something to her pussy, which does even more to my cock.

“I tried.” I smile. “I failed.”

“I’m glad.”

After that, there’re no more words, just the sounds of our lovemaking. Because that’s what it is. I might not have said the words yet, but I love this woman. Her attitude. Her zest for life. Her talent. Her ability to love.

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