Page 70 of The Last True Hero

Time to slow them both down. He turned her around, drawing her body back into the warm embrace of his own. Water sprayed off his shoulder and he kissed the back of her neck. "You're so beautiful, Mia. I've been dreaming of this." He ran his hand down over her breast, cupping the full weight in his palm. They both gasped. "But reality is so much better than wishful thinking."

"Did you ever think of me when you made yourself come?" she whispered.

"Every. Damned. Day."

That was a faint smile on her mouth as she turned her face toward him shyly. Adam cupped her hips from behind, the head of his cock brushing against her ass. All of that smooth brown skin. All his. Adam curled a hand in her hair and drew it over her shoulder, revealing the slope of her neck.

"Did you think of me?" he whispered, his heart ticking a little faster. "Did you touch yourself, Mia, and think of me?"

"Yes."

His cock jerked. "Give me the soap."

Mia shuddered, handing it to him.

Denial was a bitch. He wanted this so fucking badly that every part of him ached. But there was no way in hell he was rushing a single moment.

Adam brushed his mouth there, where the slope of her neck met her shoulder. Mia shuddered, arching her back a little, and he bit her, then suckled the skin gently.

He cupped her hip. "Hold on to the screen."

She did so.

Adam rubbed his fingers against the soap to slick them up, then brushed his hand closer to the black curls between her legs. Mia's breath hitched. "McClain."

"Adam," he breathed, and slid his index finger into the lush folds around her clit.

A shiver ran through her. Soap gleamed on her skin, and he used it to lubricate his touch, tracing small circles there, where it ached the most. Mia jerked, biting her own arm as she tried to hold herself up. "Oh, God," she breathed.

One arm beneath her breasts, he held her there against him, his cock sliding between the valley of her thighs and gliding through the slickness of her folds. The soap vanished in the water, leaving only her own slickness. Water sprayed off his broad shoulder as he teased both of them.

"Spread your thighs," he told her, driving a knee between her legs.

She widened her feet, leaning back against him fully. The trust in the action made something in his chest twist.Mine. Just once. Adam slid a hand down her ass, then entered her pussy from behind with a finger. God, she was tight. He rested his forehead against the back of her shoulder, working her a little. "Do you like that?"

From the way she was thrusting her hips back against him, the answer was a firm yes.

Mia shuddered. "Please."

"Can you take more?"

"Yes," she promised, and he worked a second finger inside her as she gasped.

Hot. Wet. Intense. Cum wept from the head of his cock as he rubbed it against her ass cheek. Any more of this, and he'd be over before he began.

"Turn around."

Mia obeyed.

He couldn't resist tasting her breasts again, dragging his mouth across her aching nipples. Mia moaned. "I want to touch you too."

"Later," he said, capturing her hand when she tried to curl her fingers around his cock.

Adam kissed his way south. His golden skin stood in stark contrast to the bronze of hers. Beautiful. Just beautiful. Desire pulsed through him, the warg slithering through his veins. He didn't want to be gentle right now, he just wanted to take.

But Mia was special. He wanted to make this a memory she'd never forget.

"Hold on," he breathed, and cupped her ass in both his hands.