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Layla appeared like an angel in my mind fog. “Let me help you.” As she undid the buttons on my shirt, I watched her like I was in a dream.
She peeled open my shirt and as she slid it off my shoulders, she kissed my chest. I glided my hands over her wet shoulders and as I pushed her hair back, she kissed my left nipple then my right. The mist in the air failed to cool the inferno blazing through me.
She smelled amazing, all soap and fine, sexy woman. I smelled like crap.
If we didn’t get into that shower soon, we were never going to. And Lord knew as much as I wanted to have sex with her, I needed a shower first.
Gripping her hand, I led her into the shower and turned her around so I couldn’t get distracted by her glorious mouth, or amazing breasts, and the rest of her body that was demanding to be touched.
Maybe sensing my need to rid days of jungle grime off my flesh, she handed me a cake of soap.
As the hot shower cascaded over our wet bodies, I alternated scrubbing myself, and gliding the soap over Layla’s soft, smooth skin. Every time I found a cut or a bruise, I scowled and kissed the wound that marred her delicate flesh.
I slid the soap over her shoulders and back, and she tilted her head, showing me the long line of her neck. She inched backward, and when my cock nudged her wet ass, I couldn’t hold back a moment more. I turned her around.
“You drive me crazy, Layla.” I crushed my lips to hers.
As I pushed my tongue into her mouth, tasting her, feeling her slick tongue press against mine, I explored her wet flesh with my hands, seeking her breasts. I cupped her perfect mounds, squeezing them and running my thumbs over her nipples that were as hard as pebbles.
A deep moan tumbled from her throat, and she seemed to melt toward me. I kissed her shoulder, her neck. In her ear, I whispered, “I missed you so much.”
Layla flicked her gaze from my mouth to my eyes. Anticipation sizzled between us as I waited for her to reply, or scurry away.
“Oh, Hunter, I missed you too.” Gripping my cheeks, she crushed her lips to mine.
Her tongue darted into my mouth, and it was the end of my self-control. Using my knee, I parted her legs, glided my hand up her slick inner thigh, and pushed my finger inside her.
“Oh yes. Yes.” Her cries were loud, raw, and so fucking hot, I just about exploded.
Gritting my teeth, I drove my fingers into Layla’s hot core, and she dragged her hands over my back.Over my scars. If she noticed, she didn’t show it. I drove into her harder.
She cried out and as her entire body trembled, her hot juices pulsed around my fingers. As I watched my glorious woman succumb to primal bliss, years of pent-up frustration and anger melted away.
I was ready to give her everything I had to give: my body, my heart, and my soul.
She eased back and I soaked in how stunning she was. Her lips parted and her tongue lashed out like she was tasting me all over again.
“You’re so beautiful, Layla.”
She tilted her head, capturing me with her stunning eyes as she pulled me closer, and wrapped her hand around my cock.
I kissed her again, fierce and forceful, and as she glided her hand along my shaft, I groaned at her touch, so soft, yet so raw. Sucking air through my teeth, I said, “Careful, Layla. It’s been a while.”
She turned around, pressed her hands to the tiles, and angled her butt toward me. “I’m ready.”
As warm water pounded my back, I slid my hands over her hips, feeling the gentle curve of her supple skin. She parted her legs and my cock throbbed to a primal beat as I guided my shaft into her hot zone.
She gasped as I drove every inch inside her until I was right up to my balls.
I paused there, feeling her hot flesh around my cock that was so stiff it hurt. My body was rock hard, primed, and ready. But I didn’t want this moment to end. As soon as I moved, I was going to make a full assault on the glorious woman.
Layla peered at me over her shoulder. Her lips were parted. Her eyes were loaded with lust.
I hissed through clenched teeth. She was so fucking perfect.
She pushed her ass toward me adjusting her angle so she could drive my cock deeper into her hot zone.
Clutching her hips, I dragged my cock out and pounded back inside her. My rhythm was fast, deep, and hard as I rammed into her over and over. Her hot juices spilling around me was my undoing, and I could barely hold back.