ELIAS'S POVThe water was hot, nearly scalding, but I barely noticed.Steam filled the glass enclosure, fogging the walls and dripping down in slow rivulets. My back was pressed against the cool tile, and Rowan was on his knees in front of me, his mouth doing things that made my mind go blank."Rowan," I gasped.He looked up at me through wet lashes, his lips stretched around my length, and the sight alone was almost enough to undo me. His hands gripped my thighs, nails digging in just hard enough to sting.I threaded my fingers through his soaked hair and held on.He took me deeper, inch by inch, until I felt the back of his throat. A moan tore from my chest and the sound seemed to encourage him. He pulled back, then plunged down again, faster this time and deeper."Fuck," I breathed. "Just like that. Please don't stop."His tongue swirled around the tip, and I bucked against the tile, barely able to stand. The heat of the water mixed with the heat of his mouth, and I was drowning in
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