Page 53 of Missing Pieces (Men of Manhattan 3)

She immediately wrapped her legs around my waist as I carried her to the bathroom. I kicked the door open with my foot and turned on the shower. She was kissing me like I was the air she needed to breathe. And I felt the same way. I was quickly becoming addicted to this girl. She was worried I only wanted her once? There wasn't a plan in my head that involved quitting her anytime soon. We had both more or less said we were okay with whatever this was between us. Right now that had to be enough.

She squealed when I pressed her back against the cold tile. She grabbed my face in her hands, pulling me away from my assault down the front of her chest. "Tyler." Her face had suddenly grown serious. "After Pasadena I have to go back to Indiana."

"I know." I didn't care about the future right now. All I could think about was this moment. I could stay here forever with her in my arms.

She stared back at me. "I don't have red hair and blue eyes." Now her serious face looked sad. Like she knew she wasn't what I wanted.

But she was dead wrong. I was only thinking about her.

"And I definitely wouldn't consider myself sweet." She pressed her lips together.

God she was beautiful. "I know. You're not anything like her. And all I want is you." I kissed her slowly this time, savoring the feeling of her soft lips. I carried her into the shower, letting the hot water fall on us. But the water didn't come in between us at all. It drew us closer together. Wet kisses. Slick skin. And more heat than I could handle.

My hands cupped her firm ass, sliding over her slippery skin. "I need you. Now." I stepped forward, pressing her back against the tile wall.

"Then take me."

Chapter 27

Hailey

Tuesday

God, that dirty mouth. He thinks he needs me? I'm the one that needs him.

I gripped his shoulders as he slowly slid his length inside of me. Fuck. I was still sore from yesterday, but I didn't care. I wanted every inch of him.

He sighed against my neck. "You're so fucking tight."

My. God. What was he trying to do to me? His hot breath and his even hotter words sent a chill down my spine. I ran my fingers down his muscular shoulders and back. They were slippery from the water, and it somehow made it that much more erotic. I wanted to explore his perfect body.

But as if he could hear my thoughts and disagreed, he pulled my hands from his skin and pushed the backs of them against the cold tile. This is so much hotter.

He held me in place as he began sliding slowly in and out of me. It only took me a few seconds to adjust to him, and then he picked up the pace. Yesterday I had asked him to fuck me. Now he was doing it again, but I wasn't on top. He was the one in control and he was fucking me hard. And I was loving every second of it.

I moaned as he began kissing my clavicle.

"You're the only vice I need," he groaned.

God, Tyler.

I closed my eyes as he picked up the pace even more. Each thrust slammed my ass against the wall. I could feel myself tightening around him.

"That's right, baby. Show me how much you love my cock inside of you." He bit down on my earlobe.

"Tyler," I moaned. I was almost embarrassed by how fast he was going to make me come. But the pleasure building in the pit of my stomach far outweighed my self-consciousness.

His tongue swirled around mine, somehow matching the rhythm of his relentless cock. Fuck. I had absolutely no willpower left. God, yes. I tightened my grip on his hands as I started to unravel.

He groaned in my mouth and I felt his warmth spread inside of me for the second time. It was my new favorite sensation. Nothing in the world beat that feeling.

When he let go of my hands, I immediately buried them in his hair. There was just something so sexy about the way he looked when he was completely soaked. I wasn't sure any of this would have ever happened if we didn't get stuck in that rainstorm yesterday. I needed to thank Mother Nature for this one.

He slowly pulled out of me and I slid down his hard body. My chest rose and fell against his as we both tried to catch our breaths. He dipped his fingers below my chin and tilted my face up to his. I thought he was going to say something, but instead he placed a soft kiss against my lips.

I couldn't help but melt into him. Our bodies just seemed to fit together.

"You're definitely all that I want," he whispered. "Don't second guess that, Hails."

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