Chapter 97

• The only reaction she can give him is to part her lips and say, “Take more from me. Take everything you need.”
• He cries out, restraint obliterated, and holds her still while he pistons his hips into her in a relentless, punishing rhythm. Their bodies, slick with water, slide easily against each other. The friction against her breasts heightens her ache for release. He flicks a tongue over a nipple, sliding it across her chilled skin before capturing the other one in his mouth.
• She moans out in pleasure, accepting every forceful stroke from him. Allowing him to take so that he can find the release he needs to forget whatever haunts him. The volatility in his movements increases as he drives himself higher and higher, giving himself no other option but to forget. His grunts and the sound of their wet skin slapping against each other echo off the shower walls.