I don’t answer. I just take him deeper. I don’t stop. I don’t even hesitate. My mouth stays on him as I hollow my cheeks to pull him in deeper, my tongue teasing the sensitive ridge along the underside of his cock.
He growls, his head falling back, straight into the stream, so he tips his chin forward. “I shouldn’t be able to get hard again this fast. It’s fucking impossible.”
He glances down at me, and the second our eyes meet, something inside him snaps. His entire body tenses, his muscles tightening like a live wire. There’s no stopping me now. Not when I have him like this, trembling under my touch, unraveling in my hands.
My hands roam higher and I cup his balls, rolling them in my palm as I suck him deeper, feeling his thick length slide against my tongue.
“Fuck, oh my—” His words die in a strangled groan, his hips stuttering as he tries to hold back, but that’s not what I want. I want him to let go. To lose himself again.
I press my tongue flat against him as I slide my mouth down to the base, swallowing him completely until my nose brushes against his stomach.
His curse is ripped from his chest, ragged and raw, his fingers tangling tighter in my hair.
“Savannah, baby—shit, I’m gonna—”
I suck harder, swirling my tongue over him, and that’s it. His whole body jerks, his breath catching, and then—
He comes.
Hard.
A deep, primal groan tears through him as his cock pulses in my mouth, his release spilling hot and thick down my throat. I swallow every last drop again, savoring the taste of him, the way he trembles, the way his hands flex in my hair as he shudders through it.
“Shit,” he breathes, his voice wrecked, his body sagging against the shower wall. “I—Savannah—I can’t even fucking think right now.”
I keep my lips wrapped around him, letting him ride the last waves of pleasure as I suck gently, my tongue flicking against his sensitive head. He jerks, a strangled groan escaping as I press one last slow kiss to the tip before finally pulling away.
His eyes are wild when he looks down at me, his chest heaving, his cock still twitching as I lick my lips.
“That was…” He trails off, shaking his head like he doesn’t have the words.
I smile up at him, my heart still racing, my own body humming from how much power I had over him just now.
His fingers slide under my chin, tilting my face up toward his as his thumb brushes over my bottom lip before he drags it down slightly.
“I think you just swallowed my soul,” he mutters, and I giggle, nipping at his thumb.
His mouth crashes down onto mine and I moan into the kiss, letting him devour me, letting him claim me. When he pulls back, his expression is still dazed, his lips red and swollen from kissing me. He looks beautifully dazed.
“That was fucking insane,” he murmurs. “I didn’t even know that was possible.”
Cade gives me no time to respond. He lifts me with ease and carries me out of the bathroom, straight to the bed.
My body trembles from the cold and just as his legs hit the bed, I protest. “Don’t put me on the sheets! I’m all wet.”
He smirks. “That’s kind of the point, sweetheart.”
The heat in his eyes, the dark promise in his voice send another pulse of arousal straight through me as he lays me down on the mattress.
My damp skin clings to the sheets, but Cade doesn’t seem to care. He shifts above me, planting his knees on either side of my thighs, caging me in with the full weight of his body. Then he takes in every inch of my exposed skin.
“You’re fucking perfect,” he murmurs, easing back just enough to part my thighs and settle between them.
I’m completely bare and wide open to him now. He could devour me with his eyes alone, but instead, he lets his fingers do the exploring. One trails up the inside of my thigh, his knuckles skimming over my hypersensitive skin, sending shivers straight to my core.
Then his mouth follows and he presses slow, open-mouthed kisses along my inner thigh, following the path his hand justtraced. Higher. Closer. Until he’s hovering right at the edge of where I need him most.
My breath catches as his lips ghost over my clit.