Second Dive (Kings of the Water #3) - Jasmin Miller Page 0,94

me as I feel his breath on my neck. When his teeth catch my earlobe and bite gently, I’m about ready to dissolve into a puddle of pure lust.

He pulls back after one more kiss to my neck. “I’ll be right there too.”

After a slap on my butt, I walk to the bathroom in a daze. Using the toilet and brushing my teeth on autopilot while the shower warms up.

My clothes are in a small heap by my feet as I step into the shower. Less than a minute later, the bathroom door opens. Since the shower partition isn’t glass though, I can only hear him moving around.

When he pulls the shower curtain back a few minutes later and steps into the shower with me, my heart skips a beat.

“Hey, little bird.”

My mouth opens but nothing comes out as I stare up at him.

He takes a step toward me, and my breath quickens. I crave his touch so much that I automatically sway toward him. When his hands land on my hips and he comes closer, I’m more than ready to combust.

“I . . . I thought you had a surprise for me?” My eyes bore into his, unable to look away for even a moment.

He chuckles, clearly enjoying that he’s got me so obviously worked up. “I do, but I never said we have to hurry up. We have plenty of time until we have to leave.”

“Oh.”

“Which comes in handy since it seems like we have a problem we need to take care of first.”

I swallow. “We do?”

“Uh-huh.”

“Mmm.” Desire spreads through me like a wildfire. Hot and ready to destroy if it’s not being taken care of.

“What are we going to do about that?” He lifts a hand and brushes his fingertips across my cheek and down my neck. Between my breasts and over my stomach. Stopping right on the curve of my hip, and moving around to my butt. “I love your ass.”

With a quick pull, we’re flush against each other. Our wet skin hot and burning between us. His hard length presses against my stomach in a way that’s both exciting and agonizing. When he starts moving against me, I close my eyes from the delicious friction.

And then he leans down to kiss me. Really kiss me. With a desperation that borders on pain, but there’s also wonder. Did I really get lucky and got the man back I’ve loved for most of my life? The one I let go so he can achieve his dreams while I was never truly capable of letting him go? Imagining him by my side makes my eyes burn.

The urgency between us grows—our kisses becoming sloppier—as his hand moves between us, rubbing me, filling me until I come so hard, I see stars and cling to his arms for dear life.

“Holy shit.”

Noah chuckles. “You can say that again. I almost came from watching you.”

Heat rushes up my neck.

“So hot.” Noah tilts my chin so he can capture my mouth, sucking on my lower lip before biting it and sending a surge of electricity straight to between my legs.

What the heck? How does my body have any energy left after that crazy orgasm?

We shift around so Noah shields me from the water while I’m leaning against the wall. His lips don’t leave mine until he makes a slow descent down my throat, kissing down my scar before cupping one breast and taking my nipple into his mouth. Another moan escapes my throat. This man is like a miracle worker with my body, knowing exactly what gets me going.

And thank goodness we had our safe sex talk, where he demanded to be tested, so he can show me he’s clean—I did the same—and I told him that I have an IUD, so we’re good to have sex without a barrier between us. Because that’s how I want things between us, without a barrier in every aspect of life.

And right now, I want him inside of me.

After pulling his face to mine, I plunge my tongue into his mouth. Noah growls in response and lifts me up with his hands on my butt. When he finally pushes inside, I gasp at the divine feeling. His pace is relentless, the desperation noticeable in his movements, and I love it. Knowing that he lets himself go like this with me is an incredible turn-on.

When I feel him swell inside of me, I’m right on the edge with him. A few more thrusts and I’m done for,