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“Ryder,” she whispers.
I push her wet hair out of her face and kiss her again until she’s the one moaning.As I do, I run one hand down her back and then back up again.I bring my hand down once more and gently finger her clit.
“That feels amazing,” Hannah moans.
“Good,” I say hoarsely.I feel myself grow hard as my hand moves faster against her, her wetness evident even with water pounding over us both.
Hannah grabs my hand in hers and we move together for a few glorious minutes.Then she turns around so she’s facing the shower wall.“I want you inside me right now,” she says, her voice low and urgent.“Don’t make me wait any longer.”
“Happy to oblige,” I reply, running my hands down her back again and stopping at her perfect ass.I cup each ass cheek as she arches her back toward me, providing the perfect angle for me to slide inside her.As I do, I move one of my hands around so I’m fingering her clit again, and she gasps with pleasure.
“Oh my god, you’re incredible,” I groan into her soaking-wet hair.
“Don’t stop,” she pants, matching my rhythm.We move together against the wet tile, my hands roaming over her body, until I can’t hold back any longer.
“Hannah!”I cry as I come.
“Oh!Ryder!Yes!”Hannah yells, bucking back against me as she rides out her own orgasm.“Oh, yes, yes, yes.”
I shudder against her and drop my head onto her shoulder, completely spent.“That was… That was better than I ever imagined it could be.”I sigh.
Hannah turns around and kisses me.“Agreed.We definitely need to do this again.”
I grin.“I don’t know if I’m up for round two quite yet.”
“Lightweight,” she teases.“Fine, we’ll be boring and go to bed.”
“Hannah,” I say, kissing her again, “I don’t think you will ever be boring.”
She turns the water off.We quickly dry off and then get into bed, still completely naked.I pull her close to me, and we lie on the same pillow, facing each other.
“We should be exhausted,” Hannah says.
“I am, but in a weird way I don’t want this night to end,” I admit.
“I know!I feel the same.So much has happened, and while a lot of it was terrible, some parts were pretty fucking remarkable.”
“And made for remarkable fucking,” I joke and she laughs.
“And that, yeah.This feels even better than before,” Hannah says.
“Now that we know what we are to each other?”I ask, and she nods.“So you meant what you said before?”I add.
“Definitely,” Hannah says, looking more serious.“I wouldn’t have said it if I didn’t.”
“How long have you felt that way?”
“Pretty much since we met,” she confesses.“Or at least, that was when I knew you’d never hurt me.”
“Wow, that quickly?”I ask.
“Yeah.Weird, right?Although,” she continues in a joking tone, “maybe me knowing, like, on a gut level that you’d never hurt me means that I felt the mating bond before you did.”
I know she’s teasing but her words land harder than she meant them.“Then why didn’t you act on it?Why did you always push me away?”
Chapter 66
Hannah
