Page 75 of Howl You Doin'

Fiona's heart raced in her chest as Caleb's hands found her waist, his touch firm yet gentle. He lifted her and propped her up on the edge of the hot tub.

"Caleb, what are you—mmph," her words were cut off as his face nestled between her legs, his intent clear and deliciously wicked.

"Just relax," Caleb's voice rumbled against her.

Fiona's breath hitched as his tongue began its teasing dance, each stroke sending shivering waves of pleasure coursing through her. She leaned back, her hands instinctively moving to her breasts, teasing her nipples in time with his rhythm.

The worldaround her faded into a haze of sensation, the stars above blurring into streaks of light.

"You're... you're impossible," she managed to gasp out, her fingers threading through his dark hair, urging him on.

"Impossible not to adore?" Caleb paused momentarily, his blue eyes twinkling with mischief.

"Something like that," Fiona replied, her voice a breathy whisper. She was on fire, her body aching for release, every nerve ending alive with anticipation.

Caleb's laughter vibrated against her, the sound low and throaty, before he returned to his licking with renewed vigor. Fiona's moans filled the night air.

Her climax hit her like a bolt of lightning, fierce and unyielding. She arched her back, her body shaking as she criedout, the pleasure so intense it bordered on pain. Caleb held her tightly, his arms wrapped around her thighs, his mouth never leaving her until the last tremor had subsided.

Panting, Fiona collapsed back against the hot tub's edge. Caleb surfaced, his eyes locked onto hers, a look of smug satisfaction plastered across his face.

"Well," he said, pulling himself up beside her, "I'd say that was a successful experiment in the romance department."

Fiona let out a weak laugh, still trying to catch her breath. "You're a quick study, Mr. Rivers."

Fiona's breath was still ragged, her body humming with the aftershocks of her orgasm, when Caleb led her inside their beach house. The cool air of the bathroom contrasted with the steamy heat of the hot tub, causing goosebumps to rise on her skin. Caleb's blue eyes held a mischievous spark as he guided her toward the huge walk-in shower, its glass doors gleaming under the soft lighting.

"Ready for round two?" Caleb asked.

She gave him a playful nudge. "You're insatiable."

"Only with you," he replied, his lips curving into a grin that made her heart flutter.

They stepped into the shower, and the warm water cascaded over them, soothing Fiona's sensitive skin. She reached for the soap, lathering her hands before running them over Caleb's broad shoulders. He mirrored her actions, his hands gliding over her body with a reverence that made her feel cherished.

As they washed each other, their banter continued, light and teasing.

Caleb's soapy hands slid down her sides, gripping her hips tightly. "You know, I've been thinking," he said, his voice dropping to a husky whisper.

"Oh?" Fiona's heart raced in anticipation.

"We've never tested the acoustics in here." His eyes gleamed with a challenge.

Fiona laughed, the sound echoing off the tiled walls. "And what did you have in mind?"

In response, Caleb lifted her up, her legs instinctively wrapping around his waist. He pushed her against the shower wall, the cool tiles a stark contrast to the heat of their bodies. Fiona could feel his hard, large member pressing against her, and a wave of desire washed over her.

"How about we make some music together?" Caleb suggested, his eyes locked onto hers.

"I thought you'd never ask," Fiona breathed out, her fingers threading through his dark, wet hair.

With a low growl, Caleb entered her, filling her completely. Fiona's gasp mingled with the sound of the water, her inner walls clenching around him as he began to move. Each thrust was a beat, their bodies syncopating in a gentle rhythm.

Fiona's moansjoined the symphony of sounds, her voice harmonizing with the splash of the water and the heavy panting of their breaths. Caleb's name slipped from her lips, her legs tightening around him as he drove into her with an urgency that spoke of their shared need.

"Fiona, you feel incredible," Caleb gritted out, his voice strained.

Fiona could only nod, her own pleasure building with each powerful stroke. She reveled in the feel of him, the way their bodies moved together as if they were made for each other.

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