He groaned, low and primal, his hips bucking up to rub his erection against my bikini bottoms. The fabric was soaked, not just from the tub.
'That's my nasty girl. Been wanting to get my hands on this p***y since you walked in the door.' His mouth found my ear, tongue tracing the shell before he bit down, gentle at first, then harder, making me yelp.
I rocked against him, the pressure building, but he gripped my throat with his other hand, firm but not choking, yet.
'Slow down, baby. We're just getting started.' The name calling sent a thrill through me, raw and real, like the way guys talk when they're too far gone to care.
He released my hair, both hands now on my ass, squeezing the flesh through my bottoms. With a swift tug, he yanked them aside, exposing me to the warm water. His f
