His cock teased my entrance. “Are you scared, Dani?”

I froze. “What?”

“You heard me. Are you scared?”

“Of what?”

“Of this. Of everything. Of what we’re about to do.”

The weight of his question fell heavily against my shoulders. But it didn’t stop me from answering him honestly.

“More than I could ever imagine. But it’s easier when I’m with you,” I said.

His lips captured mine as he eased himself inside me. And

the electricity that flooded my brain sparked colors behind my eyelids. I wrapped my arms around him as I felt his pelvis sink against my own. And as his hands planted into the tile wall, he slowly pulled back.

“I missed you so much,” he murmured.

He slammed into me and a moan of ecstasy bubbled up the back of my throat.

“I couldn't stop thinking about you,” he grunted.

He pulled himself back before plunging into my depths, pulling groans from the tip of my tongue.

“Max, oh fuck.”

He growled. “And holy hell, did I miss you saying my name like that.”

He peeled my hands from around the back of his head before pinning them against the wall. My head fell back, opening my neck to him as his tongue lapped up my pulse point. I shivered against him. I felt my walls clamping around his cock. And as he slowly stroked me, the torture was more than I could stand.

“I need to come. Max. I need to--I need--”

“Patience,” he whispered. “Let me relish you for a second.”

I sighed with anticipation as my forehead fell against his. He held me up, stroking me softly before swiveling his hips. I felt his tightly-wound curls raking against my clit. Against that swollen nub between my legs that made me jump. I squealed, making him chuckle. He swiveled his hips again and my pussy held him tight within its vice grip. He grunted as he pulled back. He eased himself back home before swiveling those hips of his.

And the combination made me yearn for him.

“Max. I can’t take it. It’s so--you’re so--”

He kissed my cheek. “When I’ve had my fill of you, you’ll come. And not a second more. Understood?”

I nodded quickly. “You can have all of me, Max.”

Time melded together as hot water flooded our bodies. I felt his muscles rumbling beneath my fingertips as he released my wrists, allowing me to explore him. His movements were slow. Strong. Filled with intent and purpose. I clung to him, burying my face into the crook of his neck. And as he washed over me, the words fell from my mouth in an effortless chant.

“I love you. I love you. I love you so much.”

I felt myself spiraling. I felt his body pressing deeper into mine. As the water slowly faded from hot to lukewarm, he snapped his hips against my own. The sounds of skin slapping skin filled my ears. I clung to him, digging my nails into his taut muscles. He growled and groaned. He chanted my name and pressed his lips against my ear. Goosebumps ran along my skin, puckering my nipples and making my clit ache for more attention.

Then I heard Max’s voice in my ear. “You’re perfect for me. For my life. For my future. And I’ll do whatever it takes to keep you safe.”

Tears rushed my eyes. “I love you.”

“My God, woman, I love you, too.”

His words threw me over the edge. I felt my entire body lock up as I threw my head back. Max pulled me away from the wall, catching my head on the palm of his hand. And as he continued to buck his hips, I felt myself bouncing on his cock while he held me against his gorgeous form.