"Let me help you."
I nod. The temperature rises, and it's not from the water. It's from the way Julian disarms me.
"Do you want to try it here, in the shower?" he suggests in a husky voice, and the vibration of his words pierces my back like an electrode.
Damn. He pushes me against the wall, the cold tile contrasting with the fire of his chest. He starts playing with my entrance, barely touching, barely hinting. My mouth is already moaning with desire.
"Zara, be strong," I tell myself. But I can't.
"Only if you promise to do something for me," I say, trying to gain the upper hand. Make it hard for him, while I enjoy it.
"Anything you want. I'll give you whatever you want if you let me be inside you one more time," he says as he kneads my breasts with his large hands. He spreads
