Chapter 30
“ Y ou’re telling me you’ve never touched or been touched below the waist in here?” How? With its multiple shower heads and a bench running along its length, it’s the perfect setup for shower sex.
Adam stands behind me, his fingers pressing into my hip bones as his lips brush my neck. Twist my arm, I joke to myself. I’ll break in this shower. It’s about to become the most expensive place I’ve ever fucked. The thought makes me chuckle.
“What’s that little sound about?” he asks, pulling me tighter as his arms wrap around my waist.
“Oh, just thinking how this shower probably costs more than my college education—and how I can’t wait to get railed against the glass.”
He turns on all the shower heads with a simple button press. “Exactly,” I tease, watching him.
Adam pulls off his shirt in one swoop, tossing it to the floor. His abs—God, I’ll never get tired of looking at them. He pulls me close, his gaze locking onto mine as he undresses me.
“I fucking love your body,” he says, checking me out as I step into the shower. Adam’s hands grip my hips as he steps in behind me.
Turning to face him, his lips crash into mine. Our kisses deepen as the steam thickens around us, creating our own intimate world. Pulling his hair, he squeezes my ass in response.
“I love every memory we’ve made so far,” he whispers, pressing me against the cool glass. I shiver—not from the temperature change but from the intensity of his words. His lips barely brush mine before he says, “I’m getting attached to you.”
As he kneels before me, I can’t believe this is my life. Not even a month ago, I was packing up my apartment, moving in with my parents, expecting the worst summer of my life. Now, Adam Harris’s hands are squeezing my thighs in his multi-million-dollar home. Best summer ever.
“Remember,” he says, his blue eyes looking up at me, “you’re too hot not to be spoiled.” I run my tongue along my top teeth, loving how this man lives to please me. His tongue wastes no time, and I’m quickly lost in the sensation.
“I’m getting attached to orgasming from your tongue.”
In this steam-filled shower, something deeper is forming between us, and it hits me. I’m dating Adam Harris. He could be my boyfriend soon. Holy Shit.