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He flips the handle and shifts on his feet, letting the water soak his black hair until the streams flow down his handsome face. When he lifts his head, he shakes out his locks, some of the spray hitting my skin.

“You comin’ in or what?” he asks, his voice echoing off the wall in front of him.

“No! I want you to tell me what the fuck you’re doing.”

“And I want you in here with me.”

“I’m not getting in there.”

“Sure, you will.”

“No, I—” Words get caught in my throat when he turns around with his massive hard dick in his hand.

With fierce eyes traveling across my face, he rubs himself leisurely, like this is just any other day for him to be in a public shower, jerking off in front of a girl.

His wet chest glistens in the light, some of the water trailing down along the hairs that meet just beneath his belly button.

A line of muscles on either side point exactly where I can’t keep my eyes from roaming.

The sight makes my heart flutter, my thighs quiver with need, and my pussy undeniably soaked.

“Come in here with me or play with yourself. I want to watch you.”

“N-no.”

His Adam’s apple bobs, and instead of the jovial look he always carries, he’s austere and calculated.

Almost like a viper ready to strike. “Put a hand down those panties and let me see. Or I’ll call your brother in here and tell him you followed me into the men’s locker room just to check me out naked. ”

I can’t help it, I gasp. “Don’t you dare.”

The pace of his strokes hastens as he lowers his chin. “You know I’m a daredevil, pink cheeks. Want to test me?”

That dangerous gaze latches onto mine until I know he’s serious.

Rolling my eyes, I shove a hand underneath my waistband, and the confirmation of how very saturated my thong is makes me flush hot, only adding to my shame.

Ryan nods slowly and picks up the speed of his rhythm. “That’s it. Have you been thinking about this dick? Missing it?”

“Fuck you, no. I don’t think about guys with fiancées .” Adalantea, help me. I hope the lie passes.

His trademark smirk returns, but instead of the light behind his eyes, he appears determined. Like he’s angry with me .

As I circle my clit, my hips roll forward, the vision of this beast in front of me enough to set me on the edge.

“Told you. She’s not my fiancée. Where’s your boyfriend ? Huh? Where’d he go?”

The way he grips his thick cock makes it impossible to think straight, but I do wonder. “I don’t know… Maybe you did something to him.”

He nods. “Yeah, I found him a new girlfriend. Because you’re mine .”

“What are you talking about? You-you’re appointed . You proposed to Elina.”

Ryan shakes his head, and the water splashes me more, cooling off the heat flushing my chest. It’s either from becoming irate with him or wanting his hands all over me. I can’t tell.

“Fuck!” he curses, the sound bouncing off the walls.

My jaw clenches tight, and I lift my palms in the air, ready to spin around. “If you’re not going to explain yourself, then I’m leaving. You can forget the date, no matter what my father said.”

As I turn, he grips my arm and tugs me into the water with him, forcing my back against the dripping wall as my pulse skyrockets. The shower sprays both of us until droplets cling to his eyelashes. He hovers over me, looking like a different man than the one I’ve seen before.

This one is furious, but maybe also sad? I’m not sure. Whatever it is causes such a change inside of me that I freeze in his hold.

“You want me to tell you how horrible it felt to be tied to someone I didn’t want, all while watching the woman I do hurt? Or how desperately I want to fucking kill every last person standing in the way between us?”

Tears spring to my eyes at his ferocity.

He leans over and snatches me around the waist, our bodies slamming together.

His lips meet my neck as he grits out, “You want to know how much I fucking hated seeing you with him? His hands all over you in the places only I wanted to touch? The spots I can’t reach because they would murder us both? ”

A drop of emotion spills onto my cheek as I shake in his embrace. “You didn’t see. You didn’t look!” I whisper.

He shakes his head and stands back, the water falling over his face as he blinks. His eyes cloud with passion. “Oh, Pen… You’re all I see.”

Then, he crashes his lips to mine. My nails dig into the back of his neck, and I try to pull him away, or bring him closer.

Two thoughts war in my mind and my body.

Soaked clothes cling to my skin as he lifts me up, wraps my legs around his waist, and shoves his hardness into the cradle of my hips.

“I’m going to take it, Pen. Be your only. Make you fall in love with me. I will.”

Hiding my face from him, I burrow my forehead into his thick neck as he humps me, and I writhe against him, the pulses on my clit growing needier with every movement.

My orgasm hits like thunder, unexpected and loud, the scream of it shattering the surrounding air.

He joins with a deep groan, spraying my sodden denim, holding me so tight, I almost can’t breathe.

Before he releases me, his breath warms my ear as he whispers, “I need you to be my partner-in-crime tomorrow, please.”

I wiggle in his arms as he relaxes his hold on me, so slowly, it’s like he’s memorizing my body with his hands. We study each other for a long moment, letting the water flow between us. Then I slip out of the shower on wobbly legs and grab a towel.

“I’ll pick you up from your parents’ at six,” he says.

With a tight spin, I give him my back. “We’ll see.”