Chapter 45
Shuddering, I roll my body to the side, then turn and wait for Dom to join me back on the bed again. Needing to feel his body against mine.
“You’re unreal.” Dom climbs up and lies beside me. I can tell he’s ready for his turn.
I climb on top of him, pushing his cock deep inside my body. He groans when I start to ride him, sliding up and down, as slick and slow as I can.
I lean over him and push down against his shoulders, kissing his neck as I ride his cock back and forth, deep inside me.
I bite his earlobe. “Take me in the shower.”
Then I hop off the bed. He jumps up to follow me, grabbing my ass as I walk down the hall in front of him. Kissing my neck from behind while we make our way toward the bathroom.
When we get there, I bend over the side of the tub to turn the water on. While I wait for it to heat up, I brace my hand against the side of the tub, arching my back, giving him a full view of my ass bent over. I look over my shoulder, assessing him. He’s standing two feet behind me, his cock practically dripping in anticipation, knowing full well what I’m doing to him.
“This is going to take a minute to heat up . . . We could just . . .” I wait for my suggestion to take hold.
He closes the gap between us and, without a word, enters me from behind. I groan when his cock fills me, putting both hands against the wall of the shower to brace myself against him. I instantly start writhing and bouncing my ass against his cock. The full length of him from this angle feels like it’s going to take my breath away.
I squeeze my legs in closer, arching my back, so my ass is lifted as high as I can go, giving all of him deeper access, finding my G spot with every sensual thrust. His hand cups me from behind, finding my clit with his fingertips.
“Your ass from this angle,” he groans. “And your back, arching up like that. My God, Liv, you’re so fucking hot.” He wraps his other hand through my hair, pulling it back gently. “I’m not going to last long with you moving like that.”
I’m circling my hips around, pushing him deeper into me, both hands splayed on the shower wall. The steam is starting to rise from the tub, filling the bathroom with hot mist. It’s making my skin glisten all over as he grabs my ass, picking up the pace. I can hear him starting to groan, but all I can focus on is the feeling of my tight wetness, gripping onto his erection with every thrust.
“I want you so fucking bad.” His breath hitches in his throat. Then he releases me and flips me around so we’re facing each other again. We both step into the shower, turning the water on to the rainforest shower head above us. It streams over both our bodies while his lips slide across mine, heat from the water mixing with the heat from his lips, as he grazes my neck with his teeth. I’m facing him when he enters me again, wrapping my arms around his shoulders, bracing myself up against his body. He takes both my wrists and holds my arms high above my head, pressing them against the shower wall.
“I never want to stop,” he growls.
I cover his mouth with mine again.
He slides in and out of me, hot water sliding between us, pressing his hands against mine. Pushing me harder into the tile, before shuddering around me, throbbing inside me. His lips are frozen against my cheek, giving me all that he has.
My lips curl into a grin, reveling in the way this enormous man becomes lost inside me. How just the feeling of my body is enough to send him over the edge.
He presses his forehead against mine, our hands still intertwined above my head.
“I will never let you leave this island,” he says gruffly. He kisses my neck again, then my lips, dragging my bottom lip into his mouth with his teeth, before releasing me again. We’re both still panting as the water from overhead runs down our eyelashes, our lips, our chins, our wet bodies pressed together. Then our hands slowly slide their way back down the wall, wrapping around each other, holding tightly to the only thing in the world that I know I can’t live without anymore.