Page 44 of Savior

I swallowed the pooled saliva in my mouth and widened my stance, giving him the green light.

One side of his mouth lifted as he positioned the shower head between my legs, forcing a loud moan from between my lips. The water pressure was intense, quickly pushing me to the brink of another orgasm.

As if sensing I needed help, Nate thrust two of his fingers inside me again while aiming the shower head at my clit. I screamed his name when it hit me, coming so hard that my vision swam in black.

I was still twitching from the aftershocks when he pulled his fingers from my body and returned the showerhead to the wall.

“You ready for me, babe?” He growled, stroking his dick. “It’s gonna be hard and fast.”

I was still nodding dumbly when he lifted my body up and pushed into me in a single thrust. His eyes slammed shut, and he froze as if holding himself back.

“Fuck, I missed this.”

I tightened my legs around his waist and rocked forward in response, no longer capable of saying anything coherent thanks to the friction against my extremely sensitive clit.

“Nate, I—”

“Do it, Katy girl. Come on my cock.” He lowered his head to my breast, sucking the nipple in between his teeth.

I made a noise of frustration and dug my fingernails into his shoulders before coming again with a scream. Nate surged forward, each shift of his hips hard enough to hurt, but leaving me panting in ecstasy.

Nate’s thrusts turned erratic. “I’m close. Where do you want me, babe?”

I knew he was really asking if it was safe for him to come inside me. Like the last time… and the time before that. Things were different now.

You came here, lookin’ for answers…

Ask him.

“My mouth,” I said quickly, and he looked up at me in shock.

“Yeah?”

I nodded, trying not to think of that night as I breathlessly answered, “Yeah.”

He pulled out and lowered me to my knees while jerking himself off. “Open.”

I obeyed, and he thrust past my lips all the way to the root, gagging me. I should’ve been disgusted with myself, but I liked it when he was rough with me. I liked the feel of him using my body to get pleasure.

I kept one hand on his thigh, squeezing to ensure that he was watching me look up at him from under my lashes, before slipping the other in between my legs.

He kept my hair in a death grip while I angled my lower body, rubbing myself where I needed it the most. Two simple words from him pushed me into a free fall one last time. “With me.”

Come with me.

Without warning, my orgasm swept over me, sending goosebumps racing across my skin. My throat relaxed, and he buried himself deep, bringing tears to my eyes as I fought to take as much of him as I could.

Nate murmured my name over and over, praising me as he filled my throat. I continued sucking, still shuddering from the effects of my own orgasm until his hands loosened from my hair, and he pulled away.

He shut off the water before sinking down to the tile next to me with a contented sigh. From somewhere in the kitchen, my phone chimed, alerting me to an email.

The world was fighting to break in, but it could wait. Tonight was about us.

“Jesus, Katy girl,” Nate panted. “I fucking love you.”

“I love you too,” I whispered breathlessly, letting my eyes drift shut just as my phone chimed again.

“You’re popular tonight.”

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