Claire’s POV
I wanted to take care of him the way he’d taken care of me the other night because I could see he was exhausted and filthy and I didn’t know if he was traumatized, too.
But now he was trying to consume me; it really felt like that. He was driving into me hard and kissing the back of my neck, holding my hair off to the side. The harder he pushed and grunted the tighter he pulled at my hair and it wasn’t easy to stay upright in the wet shower.
I almost lost my footing and then he caught me and gently took me down to kneeling on the floor of the shower and he got back inside of me from behind and held onto a breast with one hand as he drove in over and over and then reached around and rubbed his middle two fingers around and around my c**t.
It was hard on the knees and all I
