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WILLOW

If I’d thoughtRob would be slow and tender in the shower, I would’ve been way off base. He was an animal. Even more feral than he’d been the first time. He claimed my mouth with urgency the moment he stepped under the spray, his lips suctioning over mine as his forearm scooped under my ass and lifted me into the air. I wrapped my legs around his waist, and he rotated and stepped forward until my back hit the shimmering aqua glass mini tiles.

I moaned into his mouth, kissing him back, my wet folds rubbing over the base of his cock. It was like TNT between us. Some kind of chemical formula that had two things coming together and forming an explosion. We were tame on our own—for the most part—but when Rob and I got together...

If ever a man had been worth my time, it was this one. He wasn’t a quickie or a one-night stand. I couldn’t stop thinking about him. Wanting him. Hell, needing what only he could give me. Yeah, he was a drug to me, and I was going to get another hit, right now.

He pinned me against the shower wall and ground his erection into me, his root rubbing my clit as I writhed against him. My legs went about his waist, my ankles hooking at his low back trying to get as close as possible.

“Not yet, angel. I need to taste you first,” he rumbled, lowering my feet to the tile and sliding his palms down my slippery skin. He crouched in front of me, lifting one of my knees over his shoulder as he pinned my waist against the wall.

He gave a long lap over my slit as he looked up at me. “You wanna come fast or slow for your first time, angel?”

The sound of the waterfall shower was all that I could hear. But feel… I felt his tongue, his lips. His hands. I wanted his dick, too, but his mouth was wicked.

“Fast,” I gasped. Because I was already desperate. I cupped my breasts, trying to ease the ache in them.

“Mmm.” He nipped my nether lips. “I was just in this shower before you came,” he said and nipped me again. “Thinking about you. About this.” He made his tongue firm and penetrated me. “Jerking off to the memory of your glorious tits.”

The image of him pleasuring himself in here—and recently—had me so hot I got dizzy.

I rubbed my eager flesh over his mouth, trying to get more friction. More action. More satisfaction. He found my clit with his mouth and swirled his tongue around it, grazed his teeth. And then he suctioned his mouth over the little nubbin.

I screamed, pulling at his hair. He had a talented dickanda talented mouth. My orgasm was swift and blinding—running through me like a freight train. The heat from the shower made me dizzy, and the room spun. I would’ve fallen down if Rob wasn’t still holding me up, still sucking on my sensitive bud, but gently now.

When it passed, I whimpered, my legs shaking.

Rob stood up, eyes—yellow.

Not brown. What the hell? I’d never seen anyone’s eyes change so much in different light.

He cupped and played with my breast with one hand, still pinning me against the shower wall with the other. “Turn around, angel. I want to see that ass again.”

I wasn’t sure I was up for more anal—especially without lube, but the desire to obey Rob’s hoarse commands and see how this played out was greater than any need I had to control.

I rotated to face the shower wall and spread my legs, looking over my shoulder for his reaction.

It didn’t disappoint. Heat burned in his gaze as he stroked a hand down my side and over my ass. “Beautiful,” he murmured. “You’re so fucking gorgeous.”

So much pleasure pumped through my system at that moment, I thought I’d overload… and I’d already come.

Rob reached out of the shower and retrieved a condom from the medicine cabinet. I turned my face back to the wet tile, listening as he ripped it open and rolled it on.

“I’m gonna fuck you right here,” he rumbled, appearing right behind me, “so tomorrow when I’m in here stroking myself and thinking about you, I’ll remember exactly how it feels to be inside you.” He rubbed his cock over my slick entrance.

I was so ready for him. The anal had been amazing, and I loved that he’d gone straight to that yesterday—but right now my pussy wanted to be filled by him for the first time. Desperately.

I arched my back and pushed, taking him in.

He groaned as his thick length penetrated me and then inched in, deeper and deeper. My pussy was able to take him easier than my ass, but he was still big, and it was a tight fit. I was wet for him, and the orgasm had softened me up to accept him better. Still… I liked it big.

“This is all reward today, Natalie. You tell me how you like it,” he rumbled.

The nameNataliegrated on my ears like a betrayal, even though I was the one lying. I hated that in a moment like this, he wasn’t saying Willow. He wasn’t saying my name. It was as if all his potency, his virility and dominance wasn’t for me. I was an imposter. Fuck, he didn’t even know my name. Wasn’t murmuring it in the throes of ecstasy. Using it to command me into positions.

But I couldn’t think of that now. Not when he bottomed out in me with a slight bite of pain.