Marie’s POV
That sound made my insides clench with heat. My own body was trembling, my thighs pressed together because the need between them was unbearable. I could feel my wetness gushing down my legs, and I wanted him inside me so badly, but I still didn’t stop. I sucked harder, letting him hit the back of my throat, tears pricking the corners of my eyes from the stretch, but the look on his face kept me there.
His head tipped back against the shower wall, his blue eyes squeezing shut as water dripped down his sharp jaw and neck. His chest rose and fell too quickly, his abs tightening with every thrust. His breathing turned harsh, uneven, and I knew he was close.
He twitched in my mouth, his whole body stiffening as a raw groan tore from his lips. The sound was so deep, so desperate,
