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her, wiping her mouth.
    “You have a smart shower?” she asked incredulously.
    “The whole house is wired for it, so of course the shower is linked to the system. The floor and towel racks are heated and...” I trailed off as I realized what had her in a state of shock. To my own astonishment, I felt a warming sensation crawling up my neck. I was fucking blushing? When did I grow a vagina?
    “I have eleven bestselling novels, sweetheart.” I didn’t mention the endorsement deals, the money from the lecture circuit, or my inheritance.
    “And, you live in the penthouse.”
    It was clearly a rhetorical question, so I didn’t answer.
    “A smart house.” I nodded this time.
    She cocked her head to the side and mused, “So, basically, you’re extremely wealthy.”
    “I do all right,” I joked. She raised a brow, but the side of her mouth kicked up. “I fail to see the problem here.”
    She grinned. “There isn’t one. I was just surprised to see a college professor living in a multimillion-dollar home. Come to think of it, why do you teach?”
    I smiled and gripped her waist, helping her off the counter, focusing on answering her question and not on her lush, naked body. “Because I love it. I was a teacher before I published my first novel. I decided to slow down on the writing a little and go back school.” I laughed ruefully, “My publisher was less than happy when I signed a contract for three years. But, as long as I met my deadlines, they knew they had no strings to pull.”
    Her face softened as she listened to my words. When I finished, she cupped her hands around the back of my neck and pulled me down for a deep kiss.
    I was done talking. Not breaking the seal of our lips, I walked her backwards until she was pressed up against the stone wall of the shower. Then I shuffled to the side, finding the entrance and stumbling in. We stood under the spray of multiple heads, steaming the shower up right along with the hot water.
    Eventually, we were both shaking with need. I grabbed her hand and led her over to the bench where I took a seat. I turned her away from me and slipped a finger into her pussy, checking to see if she was ready for me and making sure she wasn’t too tender. Her reaction was a deep moan and it had my cock so hard, the head was purple and angry looking. I kicked her legs apart and brought her back to straddle my legs, then I took my dick in one hand and used the other to guide her down, sheathing me as she sat on my lap.
    “Gabe!” she cried out, I paused to determine if it was a sound of pain. She wiggled a little and moaned, sweeping my worries away. I began to swivel my hips and slid my hands around her wet torso and up to cup her tits.
    “Mmm, you have the most perfects tits, sweetheart.” I twisted and plucked at her nipples, “Perfect nipples.” She started to bounce a little and I let go of her tits to grasp her waist. Leaning back against the wall for leverage, I began to guide her into riding my cock while I thrust my hips up to meet each downward movement.
    “You’re so fucking tight! So hot and wet, I love how you take everything thing I’ve got. Come on, sweetheart, take it deep. I want to empty so far into you that I’ll brand you inside out as mine.”
    She began to convulse, right on the edge. I brought my hands down to her inner thighs, opening her even wider. I was so close, I lifted a hand and slapped her pussy, hard. She screamed and I pinched her clit as I gave one final drive and we exploded together.
    ***
    “I ’m driving you, sweetheart.”
    “You can’t, Gabe.”
    “Charlotte, get your sexy ass in the car.”
    “Someone will see us!”
    “I’ll be stealthy.”
    Charlotte snorted, “Right, because a young professor rocking the hot geek look is so unnoticeable.”
    I grinned and kissed her, flustering her enough that she didn’t fight me when I put her in the car and buckled her up. I hit the remote lock and ignored her glare as I jogged around