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simple, and yet his words stilled her heart. In all her meetings with men, she hadn’t taken one to her bedroom. Part of it had been realistic. With her brother in the house, she didn’t feel comfortable having sleepover guests. More so, she liked the control of not having to wait for the other to leave.
    She’d let Yas into her home, and further into her heart.
    After the work he had been doing in the house, her room now looked legitimate, complete with shelves for her books and porcelain wolf figurines. To celebrate, she’d even ordered new sheets and a bedspread.
    She sat on the edge of the bed, tentative. Being indoors made her feel even more naked and exposed. Ground-in dirt caked her bare feet. And why not? They’d been rolling in the grass for hours.
    “You want to get cleaned before we mess up these sheets?” she asked.
    “Nothing I’d rather do,” he said.
    In the bathroom, she turned on the hot water and stepped inside. The luxurious spray enveloped her body like an invisible hug. Yas moved toward the rear of the stall, avoiding blocking the main stream. Such a considerate guy .
    For being in such an isolated place, the one fringe benefit Tala’s parents had spent money on was a big shower. Overhead, a large rain head covered most of the stall while a more focused one on the side worked perfectly for rinsing hair. A built-in bench acted as a safe place for relaxation.
    In Tala’s peripheral vision, she caught Yas lathering up with the soap. The scent of vanilla-lavender permeated the enclosure and invigorated her. It was one reason why she liked the combination so much.
    Her Wolf lover moved toward her, palms extended. He pressed up behind her, his cock sliding into the furrow between her legs, and he cupped her breasts with his frothy hands.
    “Someone looks a little dirty,” he whispered into her ear, before biting the lobe.
    She ground her ass against him. “Are you sure you want me to clean up?”
    “Not too much. I kinda like you dirty.” He stretched his arms around her body, gliding his hands over her stomach, and dipping below toward her pussy.
    As he swirled his fingers over her clit, tension built from her core and pulsed through her body. Tala’s breathing hitched, and she leaned her head on his chest and kissed him, drifting between the sensations of the warm water and his even hotter body.
    The thick hardness of his cock probed, searching for its own entrance into her heat.
    “Place your hands on the bench and brace yourself,” he directed. “You’re so fucking hot. I have to take you now.”
    Without question, she obeyed. From behind, he plunged his finger into her pussy, stretching her, then guided his cock home. Inch by inch, he edged his way in, one hand resting on the small of her back, until he sank to the base. She rocked into him, loving every moment.
    “Harder. Faster. Yes, show me how much you want me.” Her words came out in short bursts. As he pounded into her, his balls slapped her ass.
    “So much.” He maneuvered their bodies until the stream of the water beat upon her clit, adding direct stimulation. All the while, he continued to thrust into her.
    Every bit of lingering hesitation flowed down the drain, and she gave her pleasure completely over to Yas. At the thought of loving him, the orgasm ripped through her body. Not a slow build, but a complete grand slam. Her pussy clamped down on his cock.
    “That’s it,” he murmured, encouraging her. “So hot. That’s it.”
    And then he was thrumming inside her. His cock pumping out its own pleasure.
    As their tremors ceased, Yas pulled out, and she turned within his arms. He kissed her eyelids. She rubbed her pelvis on his groin, enjoying the small aftershocks.
    “Haven’t you had enough?” he whispered into her ear, sending shivers through her body.
    “Never.”
    A shift in the water pressure indicated it was about to turn cold. If they kept up these antics, she might have to ask him to install a larger water