I was soaking wet, and it definitely wasn't just from the shower spray. I slid down the length of him with ease, a long, ragged cry escaping me as he filled me completely. The sensation was overwhelming—a perfect, solid heat that anchored me to the present.
He began to move, his thrusts powerful and rhythmic against the wall. I arched my back, my fingers digging into his shoulders as the friction sent sparks flying behind my closed eyelids. Every time he hit the right spot, my p*ssy clenched around him, drawing another low growl from his throat.
Liam shifted his weight, his thumb finding my swollen cl*t amidst the rushing water and the slickness of our bodies. The added sensation was too much; the world narrowed down to the feeling of his skin against mine and the relentless, beautiful p
