TERESA'S P.O.V.
Lucian's craving for sex had grown insatiable ever since we started making love again. While I adored the way he claimed me every single time, today felt uniquely intense, almost electric.
His hands gripped my hips, fingers stroking my skin with deliberate purpose. Behind me, the steady pressure of the bathtub jet added to my already heightened senses, its pulsating blast teasingly hitting the sensitive space between my cheeks whenever Lucian pulled me closer.
I panted hard as he suckled on my nipple, his tongue lapping and teasing them with a hunger that left me breathless. His hands alternated between massaging my breasts and kneading the soft flesh of my ass. The overwhelming sensations made it impossible to focus, and before I knew it, I was cumming, gasping aloud and grabbing onto Lucian's shoulders.
