Oh, damn. Can’t remember that. The images return, the memory slams back into me, and I clench my teeth against a moan. “Just go, Ev. I’m fine.”
“I’m not leaving,” she says now, her voice low but determined. “You’re not fine. Tell me how to help you.”
“You can’t—” The words catch in my throat. “You have—”
She shudders against my back, and my control finally shatters. I turn and push her against the wall of the shower, capturing both her wrists in one hand and slamming them over her head. A gasp escapes her and she struggles briefly. Her eyes are wide, gold and copper, fixed on me, and a flash of fear goes through them.
With my free hand, I stroke wet strands off her face. I press myself to her, my burning erection sliding on her stomach. Oh, fuck, it feels so good. I need to bury myself in her so deep the memories leave me.
“Micah...” Her voice breaks through my trance. Her mouth draws me, her lips plump and soft. Damn, this girl is so pretty it’s killing me.
“Too late to run now,” I inform her, kissing her roughly, thrusting my tongue into her mouth, licking her. I groan at her taste, so sweet and irresistible.
Her hands clench where I’m holding them over her head, and I tighten my hold. Breaking the kiss, I reach between her legs and slip my fingers between her folds. She’s wet and slick and hot, and my dick throbs desperately at the feel of her.
She squeaks when I find her clit and pinch it lightly, then circle it. She pants against my lips, squirming. Her nipples are tight and hard, scoring my chest. I want to play with her, suck on her breasts, on her clit, I want to torture her with pleasure in every way imaginable—but not now.
What I need now is to plunge inside of her and take her fast and hard. I push one finger inside her, and she moans deep in her throat. I almost come then. She’s so tight and hot around my finger I wonder how on earth I’m gonna fit in there. But she gives me no time to doubt as she squirms again, grinding herself on my hand, swallowing my finger as if begging for more.
And I give it to her. I push one more finger inside and fuck her with both, dragging them
in her heat.
My breathing is coming in harsh pants. Shit, I’m gonna fuck her so hard she’ll scream. My cock twitches. I’m so close to coming it’s torture.
Pulling my fingers out of her, I grab her leg and lift it, curling it around my leg. Leaving her wide open. Warm water glides on her skin, between her legs, making her shimmer. So goddamn sexy. I trail my fingers between her legs, down her exposed seam, and she moans.
The head of my dick presses against her clenching opening. Can’t hold back. Can’t stop.
God, I hope she won’t ask me to stop.
She looks up, and for a moment we’re still, our gazes locked. Fear is still there, lurking in the depths of her bright eyes, but then I see another emotion, dark and powerful.
Desire.
With a growl I push into her in one long thrust. She cries out and her eyes flutter closed. For a second I wonder if I hurt her—but then her leg tightens around me, and she arches her back, dragging me closer. Taking me deeper.
Damn. She’s so fucking tight, so fucking hot. I grunt as I grip her leg, slide my hand up to her ass and push inside her one last inch.
Oh, shit... She clamps around me, squeezing my length so tightly I can’t catch my breath. My hips jerk of their own volition. Need takes over me, and the world goes hazy as I draw out a ways, then slam back into her heat.
We both cry out. Sensation rips through me, raising goose bumps all over. It’s never been so good before. I do it again, pulling back, driving back inside, and oh hell, it keeps getting better.
My hips piston back and forth, faster and faster. I release her wrists, and her hands fall on my shoulders, her nails digging into my flesh. She’s panting hard, her mouth slack, her eyelids heavy. Water rolls down her cheeks like teardrops. She whispers my name.
And then she comes, rippling around me, squeezing me, moaning my name.
I barely manage to pull out before my balls contract, and my cock jerks. I let go of her, slam one hand on the wall for balance and grip my dick with the other. My mouth falls open as the pressure rises and rises until it crests, and I come so hard I see white. My cum sprays on her—again—and before the water washes it off it’s like rivers flowing between her breasts, dipping into her navel then spilling out, traveling down her body.
Crap, I’m more wiped out than I thought. I feel drunk. High. Can’t think straight.
“Bed,” I decide and tug on her hand. “Come on.”
She follows gamely, looking a little dazed herself, and lets me wrap her up in a towel and steer her toward my bedroom. Once there, I unwrap her again and pull her with me under the covers. I lie on my back and pull her to me until she rests her head on my shoulder. I wrap my arms around her. She fits perfectly there, by my side.
The sky has begun to darken outside, and my eyes are heavy. A feeling of calm steals over me as her heart beats against my side. I inhale her scent of flowers. I think it’s her shampoo, and I bury my nose in her soft hair. I fall asleep before I know it, and this time I don’t dream.
This time, when I open my eyes, it’s morning. I can tell by the gray dawn breaking over the sky outside. I don’t know what woke me up, and for a long moment I’m content to just lie on my side, in my bed, and just stare out the window at the visible sliver of sky over the building across the street.