Leilani
His hands desperately wrapped around me, pressing me against the wet, tiled wall as he moved his lips against mine, like he was afraid to let go. My fingers held on to his wet hair, feeling the shower release water all over them.
My hair and thin dress were soaking wet now, clinging to every dip and curve of my body, moving with every stroke and caress of his frantic hands on my body. Gasping softy, I broke the kiss, sliding my hands down to rest on his shoulders. “Neil…”
“Shh.” He murmured, covering me mouth with his again, kissing my deeply before he briefly pulled away to mutter, “I love you and no one can f*****g change that.” Then his lips attacked the side of my wet neck, pulling my wet hair away as he sucked at the soft skin, kissing and licking possessively.
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