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And in that moment?
I was his. Completely.
Carrick didn’t give me time to think.
His hands were on me—fisting in my hair, gripping my throat, pushing me deeper into the spray until the water beat down on my back, hot and punishing. He kissed me like he was still deciding whether to devour me or drown me, and I wanted both.
God, Iwantedboth.
He pressed one palm flat against my sternum, keeping me pinned, his other hand trailing down to cup my breast, thumb dragging over the nipple in one slow, teasing circle.
I gasped—and that was all the permission he needed.
He slapped it. Open-palmed. Not cruel. Not gentle.
A crack echoed through the steam, and my whole body jerked.
“Again,” I begged.
He struck the other one, harder this time, and the sting bloomed outward in a perfect, aching heat.
I whimpered, thighs rubbing together, desperate for friction.
“Please,” I whispered, not even sure what I was asking for.
Carrick chuckled, low and dark. “I love that sound.” He slid his hand between my thighs, groaning as his fingers found me already dripping. “Fuck, kitten. You’re soaked.”
“It’s the water,” I teased breathlessly.
He slammed two fingers inside me.
I choked out a cry, knees buckling, back arching against the tile as his thumb found my clit andcircled.My body came alive under his touch, vibrating like a live wire. After a moment, he removed his fingers and brought them to his own lips, savoring my arousal like it was the finest wine.
“No,” he said, voice steel. “It’s you. This isyours.Your need. Your body begging to be used.”
“Yes,” I panted. “I want it—I want all of it.”
“You want more than fingers.”
“Yes.”
“You want my cock.”
“Yes.”
“You want me to fuck you until you forget your name?”
I nodded, desperate. “Please—please?—”
“Turn around,” he ordered. “Hands on the wall.”
I obeyed immediately.
The tile was slick under my palms. The water hammered down on my back from both directions, my skin already redfrom heat and need. I could feel the bruises he’d left earlier—inside and out—and I wanted more.
Iachedfor more.
He stepped in behind me, sliding one hand over my ass, then dragging the tip of his cock along my entrance.
