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“I’m sure.”

Anticipation pumps through my veins as my lips slide against hers. She sighs into the kiss even as I knead her ass cheek and pull her tighter against me.

“I don’t want anything between us,” she breathes as she pulls back and searches my gaze. Her blue eyes are like sapphires, brilliant in the steam-filled shower. “I’m on the pill, but it’s been a long time since I’ve been with anyone.”

“Not as long as it’s been for me.” Our eyes lock and I swallow hard.I haven’t been with anyone since before I deployed.

“Are you sure I’m not the one who has to be gentle?” she says, a tease in her voice that I’d believe more if her nipples weren’t pebbled and aching for my mouth.

“Sunshine,” I warn as I take her hands and pin them above her head with one of mine. Dipping my head, I lick one rosy-pink bud before pinching it gently between my teeth.

She squirms as I move to her other breast while my hand drifts between her legs.

“I barely got to taste you.”

“After.” She writhes against the shower wall, mewling and bucking against my touch. “Please, I don’t want to come again unless you’re inside me.”

The roar of my soul is deafening as her words settle over me.

Claiming.

Possessing.

Mine.

I don’t ask her again if she’s sure because she’s told me.

Shown me.

And it’s time I start listening.

Releasing her hands, I grip her ass as I drag her up the shower wall. “Put me inside you.” I could line her up and impale her on my dick, but watching her slender fingers wrap around me and guide me to her tight little pussy has my muscles flexing with restraint.

She holds my shaft as she rubs her clit over the throbbing head until I’m certifiably out of my mind.

“Now, baby.” My words are hoarse, her gaze meeting mine before she sinks down just enough to make my fingers flex against her skin.

I pull back the slightest bit and then slam inside her. Her cry echoes off the tile, mixing with the curses falling from my lips.

A slow rock and a hard thrust have her gasping and moaning against my mouth. The pace is punishing for both of us, and her nails claw at my shoulders while her heels dig into my ass and I relish in the pain—in her desperation.

“Not yet,” I admonish and she whimpers. Her hands grip the short strands of my hair, tilting my neck to the side to give her access. Soft licks, stinging bites, and open-mouth kisses pepper the column of my throat before her teeth snag my earlobe.

“Make me come, Sorren,” she whispers as her tongue traces the shell of my ear, and I groan as I piston into her. I want to hold back—draw this out—but how can I when she’s all fucking over me.

She screams my name as I slam into her one last time and press her harder into the wall as my orgasm takes hold.

My vision goes black around the edges and I have to remember to breathe as wave after wave assaults my senses. Her pussy squeezes and pulses around me and I shudder, the sensation almost too much to handle.

I want to tell her how good she feels and how fucking perfect it feels being inside her, but when I open my mouth nothing comes out. It doesn’t matter though because Rhea’s lips slant over mine in the next breath. She dominates the kiss as she wraps herself tighter around me—impressing the moment on both of us.

She needn’t have worried because all I want to do—to breathe and taste for the rest of my life—is her.

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SORREN

“Isee Rhea is walking like she had a good night.” Hayden grins as he drops into the seat next to me at Case and Hannah’s table. The impromptu gathering had been thrown together in record time and only worth noting because Rhea and I had come together.

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