Chapter 3

The sight of him kneeling, his muscles bunching and moving beneath his skin, was one of the most erotic sights she’d ever seen. She wanted to run her hands down the curve of his back, feel his hard strength, and dig her fingers into his hard muscles. Streams of water hit her sensitive nipples and sent jolts of electrical pulses streaming down into her clit.

When his mouth closed over her swelling nub and sucked, she chanted his name over and over. He sucked her hard, all playfulness gone. “God, Tom,” she cried. “Too much.” The sensations rocked her. She couldn’t think, could only feel.

“Let go, baby. Let me take you this way. Let me taste you as you tasted me. Come for me.” His hands rose to her ass, his fingers digging in. He rocked her against his mouth.

Lorilee gasped and panted. She slapped her palms back against the slick tile. Her clit throbbed and ached, and every pull of his lips became a pleasurable pain. Fearing she’d collapse, she once again threaded her