Fated Hearts (Southern Bride 8)

Forcing a smile, I leaned down and kissed her softly. It was hard to ignore the instant rush of tingles that jumped from her body to mine, but I knew I had to. I wasn’t going to let that happen again. There was only one other time in my life when I’d felt like this, and that was with Kerri. The one and only girl I had given my heart to…and then watched in horror when she was taken from me.

“Do you want to take a shower with me?” I asked, hoping to erase the confused expression on her face.

“Shower with you?”

I laughed. “You’ve showered with a guy before, right?”

With a shake of her head, she blushed. “I can’t say I have.”

I was stunned to feel myself growing hard again so quickly.

“Well,” I said as I took her hand and pulled her off the bed, “I think we’re going to have to change that.”

She laughed. “Roger, that shower is not big enough for both of us.”

Winking, I leaned in, lowered my voice, and said, “It will be once I’m inside you.”

Annalise

OH, MY GOODNESS.

How in the world had I just experienced three mind-blowing orgasms and yet my body was already tightening with need for Roger once again? I was still reeling over the fact that he’d cleaned me off, and I’d spent the whole time fighting the urge to get turned on again. It was the sweetest thing anyone had ever done for me after sex. Granted, I hadn’t had that many lovers, but I wasn’t an innocent either, and no man had ever stopped to pay attention to my needs after sex.

There was also the whole having-sex-with-no-condom thing. That was new too. I was on the pill and not worried about pregnancy, but I hadn’t even known this man for twenty-four hours and I was letting him come inside of me. I was suddenly hit by the memory of him on top of me only moments ago, and I felt my core tighten.

Who am I right now? And who in the hell knew I would love a dirty-talking man!

“I’ve heard sex in the shower is uncomfortable,” I said.

Roger gave me a perplexed look. “Is that yet another challenge, princess?”

I had all but given up on getting Roger to stop calling me that. Even though I would never admit it, I actually was starting to like it. Another thing that was not my norm.

“Oh, believe me, you seem like the type of guy who could manage to have sex anywhere he wanted.”

Roger faked a wounded expression. “Ouch, are you calling me a manwhore?”

I let my eyes travel down to his erect dick. “I mean, you’ve certainly had practice with that thing.”

He covered himself with his hands as his mouth dropped open. “Why, I never! I happen to just be that good.”

My mouth twitched with a hidden smile. “It was rather nice.”

“Nice?” he asked in a low, rumbly voice.

With a half-shrug, I turned and headed toward the bathroom. “Yes. Nice.”

“Excuse me, but I believe you came three times. Three.”

I reached in and turned on the shower before glancing back at Roger. “If you really want to impress me, three isn’t the magical number, Mr. Carter.”

His eyes grew dark, and I swore his nostrils flared. “What is the magical number, Anna?”

I dug my teeth into my lower lip. “I won’t know until I hit it.”

Growling, Roger pushed me into the shower, pressed me against the cold tile, and captured my mouth with a kiss so mind-blowing, I nearly forgot how to stand. Then he dropped down and lifted one of my legs, hitching it over his shoulder.

He licked his lips as he prepared to devour me.

“I need another taste of you.”

All I could do was reach for the metal bar in the shower and hold on for dear life while he took me to heaven again.

“Roger,” I panted as my orgasm quickly built up.

He didn’t stop. He sucked, licked, and gently bit as I moaned.

Then it happened. I exploded into another orgasm that shook my entire body. I felt my legs give out, and before I even knew what was happening, Roger had picked me up and entered me, holding me against the shower wall.

He withdrew, slowly pushed back inside, and then smiled. “Was that the magical number, princess?”

I couldn’t think. I couldn’t speak. All I could focus on was the delicious way his body moved inside of me. I had never in my life had more than one orgasm at a time with a man, maybe two…and the second one was fleeting, at best. But now…now it felt as if I was on the verge of yet another.

“Kiss me,” I demanded.

His dimples appeared when he gave me a sexy grin. “Your wish, princess.”

The moment his tongue touched mine, I tasted my own pleasure. A bolt of lust and desire raced through me. Roger angled me and went deeper inside, hitting a spot that nearly had my eyes rolling to the back of my skull.