I nod.
“How badly do you need it? Tell me.”
I don’t answer and he pulls my hair so that our eyes are forced to meet. “How badly? Use your words or I won’t give you what you’re clearly craving. I won’t fuck you.”
I’ve never had someone talk to me or treat me this way. I’ve never in my life been so turned on. I’m legitimately aching for him. I whisper, “Like my life depends on it.”
He smiles as he grabs for my legs. He doesn’t bother to check if I’m ready for him. He knows I am. I think I’d come if he tried to touch me again anyway.
He lifts my legs, wraps them around him, and impales me in one hard move. There’s no slow entry. He’s immediately buried to the hilt, and he’s a lot to take.
I let out a loud moan as I grip his shoulders. I lean my head back against the wall and take a few deep breaths.
“This is going to be hard and fast. It’s been a long time for me and I don’t think I’ve ever wanted anyone as much as I want you right now. After we get out of the shower, I’ll spend all night making you come over and over.”
Oh god, that sounds good.
I grab his face and kiss him as he begins to drive into me. There’s no build-up. He goes hard, and he goes deep.
We’re surrounded by the sounds of water, skin slapping, and my moans of ecstasy.
He fucks like he behaves. With reckless abandon. Like a bull in a china shop.
He’s making me feel things I’ve never felt. The combination of being so entirely turned on and being fucked so thoroughly is new for me. I’m already teetering at the edge.
I’m being pounded into the tile wall, which is most definitely leaving marks on my body. I don’t care. I can only feel him, and I feel him everywhere on my body.
Without breaking stride, he grabs my chin roughly so our eyes meet. “Tell me you’re mine.”
I can’t even think right now. I scream out, “I’m yours.”
My arms and legs are locked around him while I’m completely at his mercy. His lips crash to mine again. Our tongues move around each other’s mouths in a wet and wild dance, manifesting the need we both have for the other.
I pull my mouth away. “Oh god, Declan. Don’t stop. Please.”
It’s so hard, so deep, and so damn good. My toes are curling and my legs are going numb with pleasure.
“Ah, Declan, I’m coming.” I see the moment he can feel me coming, because his eyes and mouth widen and then his eyes close in bliss.
My whole body shakes through my orgasm. I feel his cock throbbing as he squeezes me tight and grunts through his own.
He continues moving in and out of me until my tremors eventually subside, never letting go of the strong hold he has on me.
That. Was. Incredible.
As soon as he stills, I bring my head down and kiss him hard. He kisses me right back. I don’t want this to be over. I need this connection with him. But I know our evening is only beginning.
He eventually sets my feet back down. I lean back on the wall as he traces my kiss-swollen lips with his fingers. “I’m going to clean you. All of you.” I nod.
He runs his fingers down my body and through my folds as his semen drips out of me. I flinch, still sensitive from my orgasm. He brings his fingers up, completely covered in his come.
He spreads it all over my breasts. “Mine.”
He really is a Neanderthal. But there’s no denying that I’m so fucking into it.
I lean my head back against the wall. I am totally screwed when it comes to this guy.
Chapter Thirteen