Attia set her down on the stone bench and turned on the water.
The warm spray cascaded over their bodies, washing away the evidence of their passion. But Lori found herself wanting more, as her heat was still ravaging her body.
She reached for him, pulling him against her, her hands sliding over his slick skin.
"Again," she whispered. "Please. I need you again."
Attia's eyes darkened.
He pressed her against the cool marble wall, lifting her legs around his waist. The water streamed over them, warm and soothing, but the heat between them was anything but gentle.
He entered her in one smooth thrust.
Lori cried out, her head falling back against the wall. The angle was different, deeper, and she felt him in places she hadn't known existed.
"Attia—"
"Shh." His lips found her neck. "Le
