Adea
Water streamed down my face and into my eyes blurring my vision. Shane’s chest expanded and retracted with his labored breathing. Peeking up through my lashes, I stare at him through the bubbles.
“What?” I asked.
“As much as I want your pretty hands wrapped around my dick, or see you on your knees in front of me, Ady, we’re not doing this. The moment you touch my cock, with your hands or with that sweet mouth, is the moment I bend you over and fuck you until you’re screaming my name. I’ve waited so long for that that my restraint is holding on by a thin thread. So please, for the love of the Goddess, please do NOT touch me unless you’re ready for me to take you hard and fast.”
“I never said that I wasn’t—”
