Page 58 of Beastly Mountain Man

“It continues to be true.”

I bent and kissed her.

Caprice wrapped her arms around my neck and rose onto her toes, warm wet skin sliding against mine.

She kissed me hungry from the start.

No careful discovery this time.

She caught my lower lip gently between her teeth and laughed when I made a sound.

My cock pressed hard against her stomach.

Caprice reached between us and wrapped her hand around it.

A groan tore out of me.

Her smile brushed my chest.

“There.”

I pulled back enough to see her.

“There what?”

“That sound.”

She stroked me again.

“You said I’d hear you.”

“You did.”

“I want more.”

Heat rolled through me.

Caprice kissed lower.

I caught her shoulders gently before she sank all the way down.

“Hold on. Let me sit.”

Her smile turned wicked.

“Excellent idea.”

I sat with my back against the tiled wall, safely out of the hardest spray.

Caprice knelt between my knees.

She looked up at me.

“You good?”

I almost laughed because the question was so completely her.

“Very.”