Unmasked (New Adult Romance) (The Unmasked Series) by Anya Karin

cold.
    Putting one foot up on the cold shower tile, her
toes curled up and she sucked her bottom lip between her teeth, chewing and
tugging, trying as best she could not to scream out and alert the entire world
to what she was doing.
    "Oh yes, yes, yes, Preston, yes," Alyssa groaned
under her breath, smiling as she did, and moving the shower head briefly
between her legs. A pulse there sent a chill all the way up her back. At the
base of her scalp, a chilly pleasure forced her mouth open and she grabbed one
of her swollen, stiff nipples between thumb and forefinger, pulling gently,
pinching, just like she imagined Preston, on top of her, was doing.
    As Lys pinched with her wet fingers, she did it
harder, and harder, imagining that her fingers were Preston's lips, his tongue,
flickering across her body and thrilling her more and more with each passing
moment. She took another breath and held it in her chest. Her eyes, half
opened, almost visualized her man in black, only without so much black, and
with a lot more bare skin, scraping his teeth from her neck to her stiff, pink
nibs, like she always wanted someone to do, but never had the courage to ask.
    Then, when she sucked another breath through her
nose, inhaling the vague rose scent in the air, she remembered that when he
yanked her hand through the door and kissed it, Preston Webb had the same smell
– a tiny, almost-but-not-quite-there bit of rose to him.
    "Was that real?" She asked under her breath as her
fingers slid somewhere they rarely went. "Did all that really happen, or was I
just dreaming it?"
    In her mind, the tall, slender, gentle man who had
seduced her with nothing more than his voice and his shadow, kissed her belly
button, and then...
    The pulsing, driving, massaging water beating
against her skin send another wave of pleasure through Lys's body. Everywhere
the rippling, raw, wonderful pleasure crept, goose bumps followed and then
right afterwards, a prickly red flush arose.
    Slipping inside her folds, hooking deep, her
fingers drove pleasure inside her and pulled the breath from her lips at the
same time. Alyssa squirmed around and pinned the shower between her legs, the
jets hitting her just where she wanted. Just where she needed.
    "Oh!"
    "Oh, yes!" She felt herself grip her fingers.
Preston pushed her knees apart and kissed her once, then again as her body
began to flutter. Breath, coming harder and faster, filled her lungs then
pushed out a gasp as she drove her fingers deeper, twisted and dragged them
along her front, lingering where on a little place that made every inch of her
body tingle.
    With a gasp and a clench of her sex on her
fingers, Alyssa groaned and bent her knees, sinking down in the water so that
it came up around her chin.
    Her lips parted, her eyes relaxed halfway open,
and as the water caressed her just where she imagined Preston was touching, the
warmth of the bath enveloped Alyssa, held her in its grasp, and refused to let
her go, or breathe, or see, or smell, until every last muscle squeeze had
relaxed, until every last heated, long-held breath escaped, and every inch of
her being flared to life and then calmed in release.
    "Mmm," she smiled, sitting up and squeezing the
water out of her hair. "My, my, Preston Webb, you are quite the gentleman,
aren't you?"
    Sinking back beneath the water for a moment,
Alyssa's knees wobbled a little bit when she decided to stand up to dry off.
    She couldn't help but smirk.
    "Well, well, Lys," she said as she looked in the
mirror. The only light in the room was the faint, dying flickers of a
nightlight that had been plugged into the same socket since Jake and Lori were
born. The gentle orange glow, her heart returning to normal, her pulse slowing,
Alyssa took a long deep breath and stretched.

Chapter Eleven
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    Alyssa was still glowing when it came time for
coffee the next morning. Completely beside herself with excitement, she hopped
down the stairs so quickly that she