“Where are you going to get it?” he asked.
“Right here,” she said, pulling away and pointing to her hip. “Just a small heart, but it’s important to me.”
His hand came to a rest on her waist, his thumb rubbing over the skin of her hip where she’d pointed. “To me, too,” he said. “Because I want you happy. Safe. I love you, Taylor,” he said, his voice thick. “I almost lost you, but I’m never letting you go.”
“I love you, too, Mason,” she said, her voice breaking. “Make love to me,” she whispered.
“Are you sure? You’ve been through so much.”
“I’m sure. I need you,” she said, watching as his cock hardened. “I want you.”
His hands reverently ran over her breasts, his fingers brushing over her nipples. They tightened beneath his touch, and he ducked lower, kissing her, as he gently backed her against the cool tile. His hand slid between them, parting her lower lips, and then she could feel his fingers sliding through her arousal-dampened folds.
“Hell, you’re wet,” he said, his voice gruff.
“For you,” she whispered. “Only for you.”
He stroked her sex, ensuring she was ready for him, and she whimpered and moaned as his fingers lightly brushed over her clit. He kissed her again, rubbing her gently, and before long she was gasping for breath.
Mason lifted her into her arms, his thick length running between her swollen folds as she wrapped her legs around his waist.
He lined himself up with her entrance, and then he was thrusting into her. Claiming her. Marking her forever as his.
The water from the shower washed over their skin, and with the cool tile at her back and the heat of Mason’s hard body against her front, her senses were overwhelmed. His chest rubbed against her sensitive nipples, and his heavy cock stretched her completely, stroking her inner walls.
His hands slid to her ass, his fingers digging into her flesh, and then he was lifting her up and down as he took her. She cried out, clinging to him, as he took complete control of their lovemaking.
She couldn’t move at all, he held her so tightly, and she didn’t care.
She wanted him, needed him.
Was desperate for more.
Mason’s cock hardened impossibly more, and with a series of short, hard thrusts, he had her screaming his name. Clinging to him as he lifted her up and down his rigid shaft. Drawing every last ounce of pleasure from her.
Mason stiffened, and with one last thrust, came inside her, shouting as he found his own release.
His seed coated her inner walls as she spasmed around him, milking his thick length.
He pressed her against the cool tile as he kissed her deeply, his cock still buried deep inside her.
“I love you, sweetheart,” he said, tenderness in his eyes.
“I love you more.”
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