Chapter 72

Clams 

He rises with a growl and in one fluid motion, water streaming down his chest and over the rigid length of his c**k, and claims my mouth in a bruising kiss that tastes of my own honeyed arousal. His tongue slides against mine hungrily as he grips my thigh, lifting and pinning my leg high against the slick tile wall, opening me wide for him. 

The head of his c**k nudges at my entrance, thick and insistent, before he pushes inside in one deep thrust that stretches me around him, filling my py completely as I cry out into his kiss. 

His hand braces my thigh open while the other slams flat against the wall beside my head for leverage, and then he’s pounding into me, hard and relentless, each thrust driving me back against the cool tiles. My breasts press to his chest with every slam of his hips, n*****s dragging against his skin, and the wet slap of flesh echoes in the steam-filled space. 

He kisses me fiercely between thrusts, teeth grazing my lower lip, his c**k hitting that perfect spot inside me over and over until the coil inside me snaps. Pleasure crashes through me in pulsing waves, my nails digging into his shoulders, my cunt clenching tight around him as I moan his name, thighs shaking, the emotional intensity of it all – his raw need, our shared hunger – binding us tighter with every frantic, grinding movement. 

His rhythm pauses for only a heartbeat as my climax ripples around him, then surges back harder, his hips driving upward with raw urgency that pins me tighter to the slick tiles. I feel the tension in him, the way his muscles bunch under my hands, his breaths turning ragged against my mouth as he chases his own release. 

Locke groans low and broken into our kiss, and with one final, powerful thrust that literally lifts me off my feet, he buries himself to the hilt, his release surging hot and thick in pulsing jets that flood my cunt, filling me completely as his body shudders. His forehead presses to mine, eyes squeezed shut in ecstasy, and I cling to him through it, feeling the steady throb of his heartbeat syncing with my own.