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Unable to resist any longer, I come up behind her, tracing my hand up her leg until my fingers slip between her thighs. She’s already soaked, and I bite my lip at the feel of her.
She lets out a soft breath, her hips tilting back to meet my hand, surrendering completely as she drapes herself further over the bath, her body opening up to me.
I rest my free hand on her hip, breathing in deep as my fingers glide across her skin. Every soft catch of her breath, every little whimper, stokes the fire burning low in my gut.
Her thighs part just enough – a silent, perfect invitation.
She glances over her shoulder, eyes darkened with desire, lips parted, and we don’t need words. The way she looks at me tells me everything.
I trail my hand lower, circling her clit before sliding back up to her entrance, dipping one finger inside her ever so slightly and pulling it out again, before drawing it up higher, pressing gently against that forbidden spot with the lightest touch.
She gasps – sharp and surprised – but she doesn’t pull away.
A quiet, curious moan escapes her lips, and she shifts slightly, like she’s not sure what I’ll do next, but part of her wants to find out.
“Get in the bath,” I murmur, my voice low and strained.
And fuck – the way she looks at me, heat blazing in her eyes as she lifts one leg over the side of the tub – I could come undone from that alone.
Bubbles froth up around her thighs as she sinks in, slow and sensual, like a dream I never want to wake up from.
I take in the sight of her, completely relaxed, completelymine– and it’s enough to make my chest tighten.
I pull down my trousers and briefs, my cock springing forward as the cool air brushes against my heated skin, and I climb in facing her.
The hot water rises around us, lapping gently at her breasts. She adjusts her legs so that one leg is against the side of the tub, but with her other foot, she stretches forward and presses it against my balls, rubbing it up and down over me.
A low growl rumbles in my throat as I drop my head back, sliding down further to press against her foot as she continues to tease me.
“I love your animal roars,” she says with a slight giggle that makes me smile so wide, I think my face is going to split.
Sitting up straighter, I move her leg to the side and pull her in so that she’s straddling me. The heat of the water only serves to intensify every sensation, my skin burning with need.
Her breath is heavy as I scoop up a handful of bubbles and rub them over her chest, a slight whimper escaping her as I pinch and play with her nipples.
My hands slide down her waist and across her legs, one hand finding her centre as I slowly move my fingers across her clit. Her head falls back and she moans my name as I slide one finger inside her.
She’s tight and hot, and her muscles tighten repeatedly around my hand with need. I add a second finger, moving them in and out, savouring the sound of her moans getting louder as her body tenses.
I press my thumb against her clit and rub it, curling my fingers inside her, not letting up as her moan breaks into a scream and her body shudders, her head flinging forward as she breaks, digging her hands into my shoulders.
The wave washes over her, and I keep my hand there, rubbing over her slowly as she comes back down, her lips landing softly onto mine with a breathy moan.
Chapter 38
Lila
My body feels like heaven, Marcus’s fingers playing my strings like an instrument, and it’s everything. It’s everything I’ve ever wanted, and yet I still want more.
My inner walls throb, begging to feel him inside me again, as if I didn’t just have him three times this morning.
All my better judgement, all my common sense, flies straight out the fucking window as I straddle him, his rock-hard cock pressed against me as the hot water laps at my thighs.
“I need you inside me,” I whisper breathily, and as I hear the words come out my mouth, I wonder who this person actually is. I’ve never done any kind of dirty talk, and I’ve certainly never felt this kind of desperate ache before, my body literally screaming as it begs to feel him fill me up again.
But this is what he does to me. He fills me with a kind of confidence and power I didn’t know I had, making me feel bolder and sexier than ever.
I kiss him deeply, concentrating all my desire for him into the kiss, my tongue swirling against his, my hands pulling at his hair.