Chapter Fourteen
SASHA
Sasha showered with him, touched him, kissed him, and held him. When she gripped his c**k, it sent tingles of anticipation thrilling through her, converging on her center. She gasped, too, for he was as hard as a steel bar, thicker than she’d ever had, and it was all for her.
His passion, his urgency, was contagious, and she felt imbued by it, and energized. It took only seconds before it all came flooding back into her, the heady wanting, the physical longing. It was something that she had let sleep for a long time, something that had become of little concern over the last few years. And now, suddenly, the dam had been breached and the tide was surging out, pushing everything out of her mind but for one single desire.
Beneath the warm spray of the shower, it was
