allowing me more access. I widened my legs, hers followed mine, and I smiled into our kiss. My tongue swept over the crook of her neck, tasting the hint of strawberry body wash that was uniquely Savannah.
My hand dipped below the swirling bubbles and caressed her leg, sweeping and massaging until I found her inner thigh. With my eyes locked firmly on Sav, my fingertips traced the inside of her thigh, and the sound of Sav whimpering took over the silence. I teased her with my fingertips, lingering on the edge of her heat while my lips took care of her neck. Her hips rose and my fingers ran the length of her heated core, dipping between the folds but staying away from her clit. My other hand ran up over her stomach and began to massage her breast, tweaking her nipples as they stood at attention just above the water’s edge.
“Tate, not there,” she gasped. I pulled my hands from between her legs and her breast and looked at her with questioning eyes. “My boobs. You can go everywhere else but my boobs. I am a little tender there at the moment. Damn pregnancy.”
I smiled, reattaching myself to her neck and dropping my hand back between her legs.
I could feel myself getting harder by the second, my cock digging into the back of her thighs, but at this moment it was all about her. Her breathing deepened as the sensations taking over her body overcame her.
“Tate, please,” she moaned, struggling to speak as she twisted her head towards me. When she opened her eyes to look at me, they were hooded and burning with desire. More than anything, I loved watching her lose herself under my touch.
“You are everything to me, Sav, and if it takes me until my last breath, I will prove to you what you mean to me.” I moved my fingers as I spoke, sliding them between her folds, teasing her, tantalizing her before I sunk one finger, followed closely by another, deep in her. The sound of her breath hitching awakened me. I watched her eyes narrow in as her body reacted, and the moan that escaped her lips was incredible. It was the best sound in the world.
The deeper and faster I moved inside her, the hotter her eyes beamed into me. My desire to push her over the edge into a pit of pure and utter ecstasy motivated me. My fingers moved with intensity, with a purpose they’ had never had before. Our breathing raged together like we were breathing as one. Her lips crashed into mine as I quickened my pace, her groans against my lips almost having me losing it myself. Our tongues collided as we seeked out every inch of each other’s mouths. I loved tasting her.
My fingers sunk deeper into her, and with every thrust of my fingers and every contact with her clit, she would stiffen against my lips and a moan would escape from deep within her chest.
“You ready, baby?” I huskily asked against our joined lips. I needed to send her into a frenzied world of oblivion. I knew her body and I knew what she liked. If I did anything right by her, I knew how to pleasure her. She nodded against my chest, giving me the unspoken answer I needed.
Quickening my pace and going deeper than I had, I knew I was pushing her to her limits. My mouth attacked hers with ferocious need, stifling her moans and only allowing muffled sounds to escape. I pulled her bottom lip between my teeth, nibbling at her sensitive skin until a shriek of pleasure and pain escaped her lips. With a sharp intake of breath, I felt Sav clench around me as she lifted her hips to grind herself into my hand. I pressed down gently on her clit and her head slammed back onto my shoulder as she unleashed herself around me, wave after wave of pleasure erupting from deep inside her. Her breathing echoed hard, bouncing off the tiled walls surrounding us. I glanced down at her in awe, her cheeks flushed and her mouth opened, desperate to catch her breath while her body shook around me.
“Holy shit,” she gasped, looking at me with heavy eyes and the appearance of complete and utter
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