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Steam rose all around us, and I could almost imagine that it was the two of us that had created our environment, even though I knew it was coming from the moisture and heat of the water.

We weren’t in one of the direct streams of water, but our bodies were slick with moisture as his hands roamed everywhere.

Again, I felt like he was trying to claim me, memorize every curve of my body, and I moaned against his mouth as I ran my hands over his slick skin in the same way.

I slid my hand down to grip his cock, but he grabbed my wrist and jerked our lips apart. “Don’t,” he insisted.

Our eyes met as he stroked his palm down my belly and did exactly what he didn’t allow me to do.

The moment his fingers found and stroked my pussy; my legs almost gave way.

Devon knew how to pleasure a woman all too well, and he wasn’t playing around today.

He stroked my clit until my body was ready to implode, but he suddenly stopped, turned my body around, and placed my hands on one of the bench seats.

He leaned over me until his mouth was near my earlobe.

He nipped it and then said in a wicked voice. “Tell me you want my cock, Reese. Tell me exactly what you need.”

I was so aroused, and I wanted him so much that I blurted out, “I want your cock inside me so badly, Devon. Fuck me.”

“I think I promised you this,” he said hoarsely as he smacked my ass.

I was so startled that my body jerked.

He hadn’t hurt me.

In fact, that brief sting made my core clench hard with need.

“Are you going to tell me you’re sorry again?”

“I’m sorry,” I said immediately.

He put his hand between my thighs and stroked my clit like a man on a mission.

It was like he wanted to make sure that I still…needed him.

That I still wanted him.

God, he should know the answers to those questions by now, but there was definitely an intensity to Devon that I’d never experienced before.

Because I didn’t know what our future was going to be together, things between the two of us felt just as intense for me.

I threw my head back and moaned his name.

He slapped my ass again, and the pleasure was so extreme that I nearly lost my mind.

An instant later, he buried himself to his balls inside me, and I let out a choked sob of relief.

I needed this.

I neededhim.

I needed the satisfying pleasure of our bodies fused together this way.

He grasped my hips and started to fuck me hard, and I pushed my hips back meeting every stroke.

He fucked me like a man who had completely lost control, and I savored every commanding thrust.