He spins me around to face the shower wall and languidly spreads my thighs with one knee. My breathing turns ragged. His hand slides over my nipples and down my side. The other hand slips between my legs and his fingers separate my folds before he fingers me with one deep thrust. He settles into a gentle pace, and his hips fuck in time with his hand, his thick cock bouncing against my ass in a harried plea to participate. The warm water slides over my back as I lean my forearms against the wall to brace myself against the onslaught of pleasure.
Pausing, he takes his dick and slaps it against an ass cheek. “IUD, right?” His voice is strained, and I don’t know if it’s because he’s losing restraint, or because he’s asking if he can enter me bare. Everything he’s been against.
“Yes,” I reply, moving my hips back, seeking his shaft, craving fullness—connection. I turn my face back to meet his gaze and get sprayed with water. He leans over to block the stream. “We don’t need a condom, Lincoln.”
His steely eyes turn to slits as he nods once and pulls his fingers out of me. It’s a loss, but then he teases the tip of his cock at my entrance and my eyes nearly roll back in my head. It’s been a long time since I’ve had sex, and I expected to be fully taken by Lincoln, but that’s because I’m so enamored with him in every single way, not because of the length of time since I last had sex. He keeps his gaze locked on where our bodies are nearly connected—water dripping off the tip of his nose. An undeniable magnetism hits and he pushes his thumb down on his dick to slant the tip into my pussy.
A low throaty moan echoes in the shower as he buries himself inside me. He stills as I adjust to the sensation. I push back when I’m ready for more, gasping when he gives me his full length. Lincoln seats himself there, not wanting to move, and gently thrusts without anywhere to go. It’s an intoxicating sensation that rubs my clit at the perfect angle. With him inside me, and my body electrified by the moment.
“Not that I underestimated, but this is fucking good,” Lincoln growls, as he pulls slowly out and pushes back in. “Too good. Damn, Maeve.”
He grabs my hips and fucks me proper now that we both want more—we want it all. Clenching my jaw, I hold back a passionate cry as the momentum picks up, him rubbing my G-spot every time he plunges forward. My legs are shaky as my orgasm approaches, and Lincoln must sense it because he holds under my stomach as I droop. He carries my weight with little effort as I’m less than half his size. He doesn’t miss a beat as his dick pounds into me with measured pressure, and a steady staccato that brings me to the brink.
“I’m coming,” I announce, seconds before I release, my core gripping his cock, as he holds me down onto his shaft, filling all of me.
Lincoln kisses my neck, a slow attack as the waves of pleasure buckle around us. Tentatively, he lets my feet down to the floor and spins me around.
“I want to kiss you,” he says, leaning in to kiss me as he picks me up. Wrapping my legs around his waist, he shifts us so my back is against the wall to gain more leverage. Lincoln slides back into me and I watch as he slams his eyes shut. “God, this feels so good. I don’t want it to end.” Except even as he says it, I can tell he’s close.
His lips touch mine in a whisper before he leaves to bite my earlobe gently. When he recaptures my lips, it’s urgent and he drives his shaft into me harder, the water combined with the thrusting making a loud slapping noise. I taste the skin on his neck and lick his jawline, tracing a path back to his mouth. He picks up the pace and then pulls out of me at the last minute, reaching between our bodies to come on my stomach.
His gaze picks up from his accomplishment to my face. “Jesus, Maeve. I’m never going to get enough of you. That was,” he says, catching his breath, “That was… not what I thought it would be.”
I narrow my eyes. “Better or worse?” Even as I say it, my core clenches with need. I was on the brink of another orgasm when he pulled out.
“Better. Way better.” He kisses my collarbone as I shift my weight on his forearms.
“So good you’ll put it back in so I can come again?”
His nostrils and eyes flare with desire.
“If it was better… that is.” I smirk as I see an evil, roguish twinkle light his eyes.
Lincoln tightens his abs to make room for his hand between us. He reaches down to slip his cock back inside me. My eyes roll back as I let my head rest on the cool tile behind me. He fucks me rotten, rubbing my clit with two fingers, back and forth in time with his punishing thrusts. I must be dead weight in his arms as I climb toward my peak. I just want to feel every sensation, and I know
