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When I start to come down, I open my eyes. The naughtiest smile pulls at Dakota’s lips. I kiss her.

We stand there under the spray of hot water and kiss for another minute.

“We should probably wash up,” she says between kisses.

When we break apart, we get cleaned up. Once we’re rinsed off, Dakota moves to turn off the water, but I stop her.

“I want one more orgasm out of you, beautiful.”

Chapter 26

Dakota

My tummy flips at Sam’s bossy tone.

He moves me so my back is against the shower wall again. I eye the detachable showerhead, excited for him to use it on me again. But he doesn’t grab it.

He slips his hand between my legs and gently parts me open with his fingers. He slides his middle two fingers inside of me while softly circling my clit with his thumb.

I gasp. “Sam…I…I don’t know if I can come like this…”

The corner of his mouth lifts into a smug half-smile. I shiver. It’s so hot seeing this guy, who’s an absolute sweetheart, turn cocky and bossy when things get naked.

He plants his free hand next to my head on the shower wall, then leans down so he’s eye-to-eye with me. “I think you can, beautiful.”

He runs his tongue along his bottom lip, his gemstone eyes fiery. “Here’s what’s gonna happen. I’m gonna fuck you with my fingers, and you’re gonna come hard, so fucking hard for me.”

The sound of Sam’s voice, all low and growly andrough, is an instant turn-on. So is his stance. The way he pins me with his wild, hungry gaze…the way he’s caging me against the wall…all of this drives me absolutely wild.

Goosebumps scatter across my skin as the pleasure inside of me amps up. I’m hot and trembling and aching.

His long, thick fingers rub deep inside of me. That filled-up feeling makes me dizzy in the best way. When the sensation turns intense, I gasp and grip a hand around his wrist.

His eyebrow quirks up. “I think I found your g-spot, beautiful.”

I nod and make a desperate noise. I’m too overloaded with pleasure to formulate actual words.

He leans in closer and captures my mouth in his. He drives his tongue into my mouth, leading me in a desperate, hard kiss.

It’s not long before I start to unravel. That simmering feeling inside of me boils over. My whole body starts to tremble as the pleasure builds and builds…

A second later, I lose it completely.

I come hard, just like Sam told me to. I writhe against the shower wall and scream into Sam’s mouth as he kisses me hard.

The pleasure is all-consuming. I feel it everywhere—in my body and brain, from my head to my toes. I’m hot all over, but I’m also shaking. My mind shatters into a million pieces. I can’t think, I can’t breathe, I can’t speak. All I can do is come hard on Sam’s incredible fingers.

After a minute, when I start to come down, Sam's kiss slows down, shifting to teasing.

When we break apart, I’m panting. Slowly, he pulls his hand away. My legs start to give out, but he holds my waistand pulls me against him, steadying me. I slink my arms around his massive torso and hum, utterly satisfied.

He presses a kiss to my temple. “You came so fucking hard. Good girl.”

Eyes closed, I smile. After a minute of standing there, holding each other, Sam turns off the water, and we finally step out of the shower.

He grabs a fluffy white towel and dries me off. I take in how gentle and caring he is as he pats the towel all over my body. He’s so doting and attentive after each time we’ve been together.

“I can’t handle how sweet you are,” I say.

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