Tense as hell, I ravaged her mouth, slamming my cock deep inside, straining to hold back. I was pushing my luck, but the feel of her hot mouth wrapped around my cock was far too delicious to pass up. I had no idea how long I lasted, but as sweat rolled down both sides of my face, skimming the entire length of my back, I reached down to the faucet, turning the hot water to cold.
While she squealed from the sudden change, the heat exploding between us, the steam that had had built to a dense fog was enough to keep the space combustible.
I pulled out, gasping for air as I struggled to control my breathing. Then I jerked her onto her feet, shoving her back against the tile.
“What?” she moaned, staring at me with dilated eyes, her mouth twisting in frustration.
“I’m fucking you, shoving my cock deep inside.”
She shook her head as if she didn’t want what I was ready to provide. “I can’t.”
“Oh, yeah, you can, and you will. You’re going to take all of me.” My words were almost garbled, my breathing so ragged all I could hear was the hard thudding of my heart. “That’s what you long for, what you’ve wanted since the first night you heard my voice.”
She looked away but only briefly. Then she lifted her head, pressing her hand against my chest. There was such a tremendous struggle inside her beautiful body and mind, unable to understand yet with every passing second, she wanted more.
“Yes.”
I was surprised she stated the word so boldly, but after that, there was no holding back. I eased my hands under her bottom, lifting her several inches off the tile. Then I shoved the entire length of my cock inside, my body shaking from the rush of adrenaline, every muscle seared from the intensity of the heat we shared.
“Oh. Oh. Oh.” She raked her nails over my shoulder, gripping the other as she wrapped her legs around my thighs.
The feel of her muscles clenching around my cock, clamping down like a vise was better than before, the draw toward her an incredible roll of raw emotions. I wanted nothing more than to keep fucking her for hours. Perhaps I would, but only for tonight. Tomorrow would be an interesting if not long day.
Everything had changed and whether she liked it or not, our marriage would form a force that Tristen wouldn’t be able to ignore. I was certain of it.
There was so much fire between us that I barely felt the frigid water as it splashed over us. We were a raging forest fire together, our primal sounds filling the space, masking the rapid beating of my heart.
I fucked her relentlessly as she slammed her feet against the shower door, one then the other, trying to gain leverage. As I stared into her glassy eyes, I continued chastising myself for playing such a vicious game.
If I was any other man, I’d let her go, but I was evil, devoid of any conscience. She smiled, as if she knew what I was thinking, agreeing with my assessment. Then she squeezed her muscles purposely, accepting the hard fucking, the way her body was pushed to the extreme.
She coiled her feet together, digging her nails into my skin as she held on. Then she slapped one hand over her head, her back arching as her mouth twisted. When another orgasm exploded from deep inside, her scream was strangled, but to me it was the sweetest music in the world.
I kept up the brutal fucking, pushing one orgasm into another, savoring every moment of being deep inside her.
“Yes. Yes. Yes… I just…” She laughed softly, unable to finish her sentence, blinking several times as if attempting to focus. As she slumped against the wall, beads of perspiration trickled over her nose to her lips. She licked them away furiously, finally able to lock eyes with mine.
Sierra pressed her hand against my chest as I eased her down, allowing her feet to touch the shower floor.
“You’re so beautiful when you come.”
“That was…” She laughed nervously, kneading my muscles with her fingers as a flush of embarrassment jetted through her.
“We’re not finished yet, my kitten.” I flipped her around to face the shower wall, kicking her legs open wide. Then I gripped her hips, pulling her away from the wall before returning my cock into her slickened folds.
As I fucked her like a crazed man, the force I used shaking her entire body, I wanted her to remember this moment, the exact day and time she lost control of her emotions.
“You belong to me.”
As the orgasm threatened to consume me, she dropped her head, her shoulders heaving. In the few seconds she allowed herself to whimper, the sound was entirely different than before.
Gone was the crazed desire, the same kind of hunger that I’d experienced.
In its place was the agonizing sound of a woman who no longer knew the girl inside, the one who’d just lost her battle with surrender.
And as I filled her with my seed, something happened that I’d never experienced before in my life.
A single moment of regret.