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WILLOW
If I’d thought Rob would be slow and tender in the shower, I would’ve been way off base. He was an animal. Even more feral than he’d been the first time. He claimed my mouth with urgency the moment he stepped under the spray, his lips suctioning over mine as his forearm scooped under my ass and lifted me into the air. I wrapped my legs around his waist, and he rotated and stepped forward until my back hit the shimmering aqua glass mini tiles.
I moaned into his mouth, kissing him back, my wet folds rubbing over the base of his c**k. It was like TNT between us. Some kind of chemical formula that had two things coming together and forming an explosion. We were tame on our own—for the most part—but when Rob and I got together...
If ever a man had been worth my time, it was this o
