quicker rhythm, caressing her into a wild fervor. He continued until he felt she was nearly there, then
pushed his finger in, barely an inch. She burst around him. Haley’s quiet moans turned to shouts and her
body bucked wildly.
Jeremy wrapped his other arm around her waist as her orgasm continued and held her tightly against
him. It took all his willpower to keep from impaling her with his cock.
Once her breathing quieted, he turned her around and kissed her hard. Forcing her lips open, Jeremy
sucked at her tongue, dying for a taste of her, aching to take a part of her into himself. Slowly, he lifted
his lips from hers. “Now I’m going to wash you.”
She let out a breath and collapsed against the wall. “Good lord, I don’t think I’ll live through it.”
“If I can stand here watching you come so sweetly and not ease my cock into your hot bod, then surely
you’ll live through a little soaping.”
She giggled and Jeremy grabbed for the bar of soap. “You’re a very dirty girl ,” he growled as he
rubbed the soap between his hands. Just as he reached for her, she managed to somehow dodge away
from his questing hands. Her words, murmured in a sexy, come-hither voice, went straight to his groin.
“I thought you liked me dirty.”
“Oh, hell, yeah,” he groaned, then lunged for her. Grabbing her around the waist, Jeremy brought her
soft, wet body against his bigger, harder one. “But I want you clean so I can get you all dirty again. It’s
much more fun that way, sweetheart.”
She laughed and the sound warmed his soul. He’d never had so much fun with a woman. Dammit. How
was he going to go back to his dull, two-dimensional life when she’d shown him how much sweeter three
dimensions could be?
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Their shower lasted until the water went cold, and still Jay hadn’t allowed himself to make love to her.
Haley needed him so badly she could cry, but he sought only to pleasure her. She’d never known a man
like Jay. She’d never known sex could feel so beautiful, so right. Haley started to get a sick feeling in the
pit of her stomach. She was afraid she’d fallen in love with a man who wanted nothing to do with
commitment.
After their shower, he leisurely dried every inch of her body. The man did seem to luxuriate in pampering
her. As they moved back into the bedroom, she reached for the sweatpants and T-shirt he’d loaned her