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I reached behind me to grab Veer’s hair, but a low growl stopped me.

“Keep your hands where I ordered you to. I’m not kissing you until I’m ready.”

“Veer,” I whimpered but followed his command and returned my palms to the tile.

He knew how much I enjoyed his kisses. They were all-consuming and arousing to the point I could come from the glide of his tongue against mine.

He was hurting because we knew what was going to happen sooner rather than later.

I dropped my head forward, letting a tear fall and melt into the water streaming down my cheeks.

“No, baby.” He tilted my face to him and said, “No thinking about anything but what’s happening right now. Enjoy the pleasure only I can give you.” And then, he sealed our lips.

We ate each other’s mouths, tasting, sucking, savoring, as he played my aching sex with his masterful fingers.

My pussy quivered and flooded with arousal, and my already aching nipples budded to even harder points.

“Oh God. Veer. I can’t hold on any longer.”

“I know, love. I’ve got you.” His arm came around my waist to hold me to him.

I rode his pistoning hand, and my swollen cleft clenched around him with each push and pull.

“Come now.”

My body responded with spasms that made my mind cloud and ecstasy fill every cell in my being. Before I could come down from my bliss, he pulled out of me and replaced his finger with the head of his engorged cock.

“Yes,” I moaned, pushing down until he was to the hilt. The girth of his erection left a pleasurable sting I craved whenever we were apart for any length of time.

He stilled his movement, letting me become accustomed to him.

“Let me know when you’re ready.” His voice was hoarse, laced with his own desire.

“I’m ready. Fuck me already.”

“So demanding.” He laughed into my hair, pulling out until he was at the crest of his long, thick cock, and then plunged balls-deep. “I guess you’re okay with me having my wicked way with you.”

I lifted up onto my tiptoes and tried to take over the pace, but I was too short.

“If you don’t fuck me, I’m getting out of this shower and leaving you with a case of blue balls.”

He shifted and rolled his hips in the way that drove me crazy.

“You were saying?”

I shook my head. “Nothing. Please don’t stop.”

“I wasn’t planning on it. Now hold on and enjoy the ride.” He pulled out and slammed back in.

We both cried out at the exquisite sensation. Veer fucked me hard, not wavering on his pace. His hand cupped my throat as the other molded my waist to him. I held on to his neck and pushed against the wall, unable to gain any leverage. I took what he had to give me.

There was nothing but the two of us here, no dueling careers or political aspirations or media. We were raw, and all we wanted was to sate the need we’d built over the past few weeks apart.

My body snapped and my orgasm cascaded around his thrusting cock. I screamed out Veer’s name as he groaned against the clamping of my pulsing pussy.

Veer gripped my hair in a stinging hold, pulling my head back, and captured my mouth, drinking the remainder of my release from my lips. And then a few seconds later, he clenched his jaw as his orgasm erupted, and he pumped jets of hot semen deep into my soaking heat.

“I love you,” he wheezed out, bracing us against the shower wall.

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