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He reached for her hands then pulled them high above her head, pressing her against the shower wall. The water coursed over them both as he bent his head to kiss her.
His hard body covered hers, rocked against her with the promise of what was to come.
She tried to pull one of her hands away. She wanted to touch him. But he kept them locked above her.
His cock nudged her soft belly as his mouth burned an erotic trail down the curve of her neck.
Then he let her go.
“Turn around,” he commanded.
She turned her body until her back was nestled against his chest. He reached around her for the bar of soap and lathered it on his hands.
He started at her stomach, kneading and softly soaping. Then he worked his way up to her breasts, cupping them in his hands, rolling the nipples between his fingers.
She moaned and leaned further back into him.
His right hand smoothed back down her skin, down to her pelvis. He rubbed lightly then slid his hand between her legs. With his left hand, he continued his attentions on her breasts, but his right hand burrowed further between her legs, sliding, teasing, spreading her folds.
She writhed against him, tension building in her body, stretching her impossibly.
Then his finger slid over her clit and her legs spasmed and threatened to fold on her.
Without warning, his hands left her, and she felt herself being pushed belly first against the wall of the shower as water continued to rain down on them.
The wall felt cool, the water felt hot, and her body trembled in anticipation as she felt him spread her legs.
Again, he raised her hands above her head and continued to nudge her legs apart with his thigh. She felt his cock brush against her ass then settle between her legs. With his knee, he propped her ass up enough to position himself at her pussy opening.
Then he plunged deeply inside her, rocking her against the tile wall.
Oh God, he was so deep. He felt so good. She closed her eyes and pressed her cheek against the shower.
“Keep your hands up,” he choked out as he let his own hands fall from hers.
She obeyed, keeping them above her head, pressed firmly against the walls. He positioned his hands at her hips, lifting her higher, holding her in place as he plunged again and again.
It was hot. It was hard to breathe. She’d never felt such exquisite pleasure.
Her ass rested against his hard abdomen, his cock seated as deeply within her as he could go. Still she wanted more. He slowly withdrew, pushing forward, retreating before easing forward once more.
She bit her lip to keep from screaming out at the delicious agony. She felt poised to burst, and yet he wouldn’t allow it with his deliberate movements. He could send her spiraling over the edge at any second and yet he delayed, opting to instead enjoy a slow, leisurely pace.
One hand gripped her hip, and the other stole around, slipping between her legs. He found her clit and began working it in a circular motion as he fucked back and forth behind her.
“Ethan!” she cried out.
“Easy, sweetheart, I’ve got you,” he whispered. “Not yet. Not yet. ”
She wailed as he paused. She was so close. So damn close.
His hand left her pussy and moved up to her breasts. He lazily circled one nipple with his fingers, brushing them ever so softly across the puckered tip. She felt the twinge all the way to her core.
He moved to the other one, plumping her breast in his hand, thumbing the nipple, teasing her unmercifully.
“Please, Ethan,” she gasped out. “Let me come!”
He laughed softly. “You want it hard, sweetheart?”
“Oh God, yes, fuck me please!”
He plucked her nipples until they stood erect, stiff peaks, straining for more. Then he wrapped both hands around her hips and rocked against her, plunging deep, hard.
“Yes, yes!” she cried. She was getting close.
She closed her eyes and threw back her head. Her hands slid down the walls as he fucked her harder. The water turned cool and she didn’t care.
The slap of his hips against her ass filled the bathroom, the soft sucking noise made louder by the wetness of their bodies.
The buildup was nearly painful in its intensity. Fire raged in her groin and spread rapidly to her stomach and breasts. Every muscle in her body tightened and clenched.
“Let go, sweetheart, come with me,” Ethan growled in her ear.
He thrust harder, in the throes of his own release. She felt the hot jet of semen burst from his cock, and she fell right over the cliff into oblivion.
His arm curled around her, under her breasts, holding her up and against him so she wouldn’t fall. He was seated deeply within her, and her body shook with the force of her orgasm.
Her head lolled forward, sliding down the wet surface of the shower wall. She put out her hands to brace herself, her breath coming in heavy gasps.
They were going to kill her.
She felt him slide out of her, felt the warm rush of cum run down her legs. Then he lifted her, turned her around and held her close to his chest.
“I love you. ”
The words murmured against her hair made her stiffen in surprise. Had she heard him correctly?
She pulled her head away and looked up into his eyes. They burned with desire, but they gleamed with something else. Love.
Thick emotion knotted in her throat. Tears burned her eyelids and threatened to spill over the rims. She didn’t know what to say, how to respond. But she knew he meant it.
“Let’s get you cleaned up, doll,” he said gently.
He washed her, tenderly covering every spot on her body. Then he shampooed her hair and rinsed it for her.
When he was finished, he turned the water off and stepped out of the shower, reaching his hand back for her. He wrapped a big fluffy towel around her then hugged her to him, holding her tightly for several long seconds.
She felt ridiculously giddy, and yet hesitant. She felt compelled to return the sentiment, tell him she loved him too, but the words stuck in her throat. She wasn’t ready yet, wasn’t sure exactly of the depth of her feelings, and more than anything, she wanted to get this right.
Chapter Twelve
Holly felt deliciously sore and drowsy as she left the bathroom with Ethan. Love. He loved her. It didn’t seem possible even though he’d all but told her it would happen.
They joined the others in the kitchen where Adam was standing by the stove. Ryan sat on a barstool drinking a beer.
