Broken Pieces (Cape Isle, #3): A Cape Isle Novel

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the hell down, I open the shower door and step in behind her. She lets out a gasp and turns to look at me.
    “Sorry, Angel.”
    “It's okay. I just wasn't expecting you.”
    I take a step towards her and pull her body against mine. She's so warm and wet.
    “I just needed to feel you,” I whisper against her neck and she shivers in response.
    I lay kisses from her jaw to her ear before sucking the lobe into my mouth. She grinds her hips into my hardness and turns her face and my lips meet hers. I nibble on her bottom lip and slip my tongue into her mouth. She tastes so good. I back her up against the tiles and she gasps against my mouth. I pull back just enough to look into her eyes before I slide my hand down her belly and through her folds.
    “Is this okay?” I whisper, teasing her with my fingers.
    “Yes,” she says with a groan. She closes her eyes and throws her head back against the shower walls.
    I lower my mouth to her exposed neck, kissing my way up to her mouth.
    “I need to see your eyes, Angel.”
    She blinks them open and stares up at me. I slip one finger inside of her heat and moan. “You're so wet.”
    “Please,” she begs, as I pull back and tease her opening.
    She reaches her hand down and fists my cock.
    “God, Lexie.” I drop my head to her shoulder while she moves her little hand up and down my hardness.
    I move my fingers up to her clit and make circles around the hard nub.
    “I need you,” she whispers.
    Some primal part of me loves that she just said she needed me, not wants me but needs me. I move my hands around to her ass and lift. She immediately wraps her long legs around my waist and I drop my head to her puckered nipples and suck them into my mouth, before moving to the other and giving it the same treatment. Her fist continues to work my cock and I know that if I don’t get inside of her soon this will be over before it even starts. I lift my head and look down into her eyes: they are heavy with lust.
    “Put me inside of you.” I lift her up a little so she can position me. She drags the head of my cock through her wetness, making us both groan. When I know I'm against her opening I start pushing my hips forward and she moves her hand to grab onto my shoulders. Her inner walls are clutching at me, as I push myself deeper into her heat.
    When I'm seated all of the way inside of her, I lower my mouth and take hers in a deep kiss. I push her harder against the tiles, before tangling my fingers into her hair. I tilt her head to the side and devour her mouth. That's the only way to describe it. I feel like I can't get close enough, deep enough.
    I pull back and look down at her swollen mouth as I start to move. “You feel so fucking good,” I whisper.
    At my words, she clenches around me even tighter.
    “So do you.”
    I drop my hand back down to her firm ass as I speed up my thrusts. She moans and starts meeting me stroke for stroke. I have never in my life felt something as good as this and I know I will never get enough of her.
    “I'm going to come,” she says, as she reaches a hand between us and starts rubbing her clit. I pull my upper body back enough so that I can watch. I feel myself grow harder at the sight. My cock is covered in her wetness as I thrust in and out of her at a fast pace. Her fingers move quickly over her little nub.
    “Fuck, Lexie. I'm going to come.” I reach up and pinch one of her nipples hard between my fingers.
    I feel her walls tightening even further before she throws her head back and screeches my name. I last for four more strokes before I bury myself as deep as I can go and come, moaning her name.
    My legs feel like they are going to give out. I push her against the shower wall again and drop my head into her neck. She wraps her arms around my shoulders and holds on. We stay like that for a minute… or maybe it’s an hour. I don't know. Time has ceased to exist for me.
    After I've finally caught my breath, I lift my head and look down into

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