Page 60 of Obsessed

I lean down and kiss her, my hands roaming over her wet, soapy body. She moans into my mouth, and I can feel her pressing herself against me.

I break the kiss and look into her eyes. "I want you too, Alice. More than anything."

The steam billows around us, hot and thick, as Alice's hands slide down my back, nails digging into my skin just enough to send a shiver up my spine. Her eyes, dark and hungry, meet mine, and a smirk plays at the corners of her mouth.

"You know, for a tough guy, you're surprisingly gentle," she says, her voice barely audible over the cascading water.

I chuckle, pressing her against the cool tile wall. "Don't worry, love. I can be rough when I need to be." I lean in, nipping at her lower lip, and she gasps, her body arching into mine.

Her hands explore every inch of me, tracing the muscles on my chest, my arms, my back. I do the same, committing every curve, every line of her body to memory. She's soft in all the right places, firm where it counts. Perfect.

"You're driving me crazy, Davrik," she whispers, her breath hitching as my fingers find her sweet spot. She bucks against my hand, her eyes fluttering closed.

"Good," I growl, my voice low and gruff. "Because you've been driving me crazy since the moment I saw you."

She laughs, a breathy sound that goes straight to my groin. "Outside the wreckage of your ship? I must have looked like a mess."

"A beautiful mess," I murmur, trailing kisses down her neck, her collarbone, her breasts. She moans, her fingers tangling in my hair, urging me on.

The water pours over us, making our skin slick and sensitive. Every touch, every kiss is amplified, intense. I can feel her heart pounding against my chest, her breath coming in quick gasps.

"Davrik," she pants, her voice desperate. "I need you. Now."

I don't need any more encouragement. I lift her up, her legs wrapping around my waist, and I sink into her, slow and deep. She cries out, her head falling back against the tiles, her eyes glazed with pleasure.

The sensation is overwhelming, the heat, the steam, the sound of the water, the feel of her around me. I start to move, slow at first, then faster, harder, driven by her moans and the desperate clutch of her fingers on my shoulders.

"Alice," I groan, my voice hoarse. "You feel so good."

She smiles, her eyes locking onto mine, and it's like the world narrows down to just the two of us, lost in the heat and the steam and each other.

Alice's breath hitches as she clings to me, her body trembling with an explosive orgasm. She clenches around me, bringing me in closer, before finally relaxing in my arms.

I turn off the shower, the sudden silence echoing around us. Grabbing a towel, I wrap it around her, rubbing her arms to warm her up.

"That was..." she starts, her voice trailing off as she looks up at me, eyes wide and sated.

"Just the beginning," I say, scooping her up into my arms. She squeals, clinging to my neck as I carry her out of the bathroom.

"Davrik! Put me down, I'm too heavy," she protests, laughter bubbling out of her.

I raise an eyebrow. "Please, you're light as a feather." I toss her onto the enormous bed, and she bounces, her wet hair spreading out around her like a halo.

She grins, her legs wrapping around my waist.

I lean down, my lips hovering over hers. "Light as air."

She pulls me down, her mouth meeting mine in a fierce kiss. I can feel her heart pounding, her body pressing against mine. She's insatiable, and I love it.

Breaking the kiss, I trail my lips down her neck, her collarbone, her breasts. She arches into my touch, her breath coming in quick gasps.

"Davrik," she whispers, her voice desperate. "I need you. Again."

I smile against her skin, my hands exploring every inch of her. "Patience, love. We have all night."

She groans, her fingers tangling in my hair. "But I want you now."

I chuckle, moving back up to claim her mouth in another searing kiss. "And you'll have me. But first, I want to taste you."

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