His lips part granting me access and I brush my tongue against his. He groans into my mouth, kissing me back harder, his grip on my ass tightens as he squeezes it.
It doesn’t take long before he is taking control of the kiss. His tongue sweeps through every inch of my mouth and I moan softly, excitement zips through me.
Ezra fumbles with the taps, turns them off, then steps out of the shower. My lips trail down his neck and I nip at his marking spot and an overwhelming urge to make him mine washes over me. I want to mark him.
My teeth graze his skin, and he shivers when he grabs my hips and unwraps my legs from around him, placing me on my feet.
I growl at him and he chuckles, handing me a towel. I dry myself annoyed, while Ezra laughs at my pouting.
"Are you hungry?" He asks and I ra
