Flames Of Hot & Steamy Collection
Hot water cascaded over us, steam rising quickly around our bodies.
The kiss deepened, growing more intense. I felt so small beneath him, his larger frame crowding me against the tiles as water sluiced down our skin. Every brush of his tongue sent sparks racing through me. Suddenly, he broke the kiss, breathing hard. His forehead rested against mine, eyes dark with lust.
“Let me clean you up,” he whispered hotly against my ear, lips grazing the sensitive shell, “so you can ride me.”
My cheeks and ears burned fiercely. I could only nod, body already responding to the promise in his words.