Dove povVarian slowly releases his grip on my hair, his gaze trained on my mouth.I can sense his control slipping, melting away with the hot water beating down on our skin. He's right, we need to talk, but that can come later, after we've enjoyed each other."How do you think you're going to convince me, love?" He asks, brushing droplets of water from my cheekbone with his finger.My mind whirls with ideas. I land on one, the moment my eyes dip down to between his legs, where I can see the extent of his desire for me.I lean up on my tiptoes, bringing my mouth to his ear. "Like this."My hand travels down his chest, sweeping over the hard ridges of his abdomen, and to where his cock stands against his stomach.He watches my tentative hand wrap around the base of him, feeling the solidness of his arousal. A shuddering breath rushes from his mouth, his muscles tensing."We should really talk, Dove," he grits out, while I tighten my grip on his cock, shifting my hand up and down slowly
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