10. Eve

Chapter 10

Eve

The steam envelops us like a warm embrace as we step into the large marble shower, the sound of the water cascading over our bodies filling the room with a sensual rhythm. Everything about this moment ignites the air around us, and as I look up, I see pleasure reflected in Eric’s dark eyes.

“Damn, you’re stunning,” he murmurs from behind, his voice thick and husky as if he’s also trying to wrap his mind around this moment. His warmth radiates through my skin, and I lean back against him, allowing myself to sink into this cocoon of desire.

His hands glide slowly over my shoulders, fingers digging in just the right way. “You like that?”

“More than I can put into words,” I breathe, allowing myself to melt against him, the water spraying all around us. He pours bath gel into his palm and rubs his hands together before sliding them up and down my back. As he works the knots out of those muscles, another kind of tension grows deep in my core. I can’t help but moan softly as he continues the massage. His hands are magic, each stroke igniting sparks across my skin.

Every ounce of stress evaporates as his fingers knead my shoulders, his touch coaxing every nerve ending awake. I close my eyes, surrendering to the feeling of his warm hands moving down my back, trailing molten heat over my skin.

The moment feels like an eternity, and I can hardly believe how right this feels. Eric’s hands slip around my waist, fingers wandering expertly down my sides. Heat travels with each slow caress, and the anticipation builds within me. I arch slightly under his touch, practically dizzying myself with how good it feels to be cared for like this.

I can feel him inch closer, his breath kissing my ear as his warm hands slip down the front of my body. I allow a low groan to escape, my body responding to every slight movement he makes. “Eric,” I whisper, his name slipping from my lips like a prayer.

“Yeah?” he replies, his voice low and gravelly, teasing me in ways that send shudders down my spine.

“Don’t stop,” I manage, only half-aware of the way my heart races under his ministrations. The droplets of water cascade down my skin, mingling with the rising heat of desire that consumes us both.

As his hands wander, I feel them slip lower, a rush of warmth pooling deep within me. My breath hitches, and I arch my back further, desperate for more of his touch, drunk on the sensation of him behind me. It’s intoxicating how well he knows my body even after such a short time.

“God, you’re beautiful,” he mutters, coiled hunger lacing his words. “I could get lost in this forever.”

The compliment makes my insides flip, and I turn my head just enough to catch his gaze in the misty mirror. The hunger in his eyes sends waves of heat crashing through me, and I can’t resist the urge to lean back into him further, feeling the solid strength of his body against mine.

With a wicked grin playing on my face, I lean forward, letting the water cascade down my back, but not before throwing a glance over my shoulder that tells him just how much I’m enjoying this. He grips my waist, pulling me back into him, and his hard cock grinds into my ass, sending sweet shivers racing through me.

“Just wait until I turn you into a puddle on this floor,” he warns, and there’s a growl in his tone that leaves me breathless with anticipation. “You’ll be begging for mercy before long.”

I can’t help but giggle lightly, turning my head to lock eyes with him again, the connection between us sizzling in the steam. “We’ll see who’s begging.”

Without any warning, I drop to my knees and slowly run my hands up his muscular thighs. “I thought I was supposed to be giving you a massage,” he groans as I let my pinky finger brush his rock-hard erection.

“You can finish it later. After I have my way with you,” I tell him as I wrap my hand around his hard cock.

“Don’t stop,” he growls and digs his fingers into my wet hair as I lean forward and close my lips around his shaft. I suck him deep before pulling all the way back.

I grasp the bottom of his cock with my hand and slide it up and down as I continue sucking him. I’ve never done this before, but he seems to love my fumbling efforts. When he starts explicitly describing all the things he’s going to do to my pussy, I realize I’m enjoying this as much as he is.

When he lifts me up against the cool marble wall, I grumble, “Why did you stop me?”

“I need your sweet little pussy,” he admits against the side of my neck as I wrap my legs around his hips. The warm water pours over our bodies as he slowly presses deep into my core.

My inner muscles are still slightly sore from last night, but it doesn’t take long before I forget all about the discomfort as his thrusts pick up speed. With my body trapped between the cold, hard wall and his hot, muscular body, my nervous system short-circuits. It doesn’t take long before we come together wrapped in the steamy cocoon.