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Warning* This is a steamy teaser. If you enjoy erotica romance, check out
One Urge.
Alayna's POV:
He continues to wash me, barely touching at times, causing me to flinch. The soapy suds slip down my legs along with his hands. I want to grip his shiny, black hair below me. My cheek is flat against the tile wall of the shower after he spins me around. It happens so fast, I yelp. I feel one of his hands rooted in my hair and the other to the small of my back. His teeth graze my ear. “Don’t move, Alayna. Let’s see how still you can be and how loud you can scream.” I’m not sure if he has damn buttons in this expensive shower, but he moves the hand from my back, and now there are only jets hitting our legs.My heart pounds in my chest as my cheek and breasts stay pressed against the cool porcelain. Water drips from my hair onto my eyelids, so I have to close them since I’m unable to move my hands. His fingers slowly drag from my head down the middle of my back, and I feel the bumps form on my skin. The faint touch of his fingers along my backside have my muscles tightening, demanding for him to be inside of me.
Published on February 01, 2014 19:54