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What I got instead was a wolfish look, his blue eyes glinting with a predatory gaze that took me back to the alley.  My heart thumped when he finally stepped forward, walking under the water, soaking himself before walking me slowly back till I was pressed against the wall.  “Tell me again what you want.”
    “I want you to do the rest of me.”
    Abram studied me for a tormenting second, our bodies as close as they could be without touching.  Eyes on mine, he took the soap from me, something dirty about the way he worked it over his palms.  I licked my lips as I simply watched.  Anticipated.  Yes, please, Abram… please…  His hands lathered, he finally slid his languorous touch over the front of my body, trailing suds from my neck to my chest, his gaze smoldering as he slowly filled his hands with the swollen globes of my breasts.  Eyes on fire, he soaped them up, rubbing slow, torturous circles before letting his fingers tighten slowly into a squeeze so firm it drew a cry from my lips.  I moaned.
    “ Fuck , Isla,” Abram finally let out a vicious groan and broke our rule.  Feasting on my naked breasts, his eyes soaked me in.  They were a bright blue I’d never seen, wild with a hunger that made him growl like a beast.  The sound echoed against the fogged glass and had me instantly delirious, pulling his hand between my legs.  I gasped as he responded with his palm formed over my throbbing pussy, his fingers stroking through my thong for a second before ripping it down.
    He slid inside me.  The rumble came from deep in his chest as he felt the slickness of my arousal.  “Fuck , yes, Isla.”  Pulling out, he licked my juices off his finger before sliding two back in and pumping.  Oh God .  Uncontrollable pleasure spilled from my lips – loud enough for every suited man in his house to hear.  There was no sense in holding back anymore.  This was probably a bad idea but we were past the point of no return, Abram’s lips muttering into my neck as his fingers thrust deep inside my pussy.  The ecstasy was unbearable, his erection pulsing against my belly as he tunneled inside me, a thousand different pleasures darting from every part of my body to my tightening core.  I could taste the steam of the shower, hear the water beating on tile, but other than that, I was delirious, absorbing every ounce of Abram.  All six feet and four inches of his muscled body zeroed in on my pleasure and my pleasure only.  I never wanted him to stop.  I was so far from Earth I could hardly remember my name.
    With a handful of my hair, he pulled back to look into my eyes.  “Come for me, Isla.”  His raspy demand made me tighten around him.  The corner of his lip curled.  “Just like that.  Come for me.  I want to hear it.”
    Yes, sir.  And just like that, I was gone.  Without another word, I gave Abram his wish, falling brutally apart at his touch, his torso pressing me into the wall to keep me on my feet.  My nails in his skin, I felt his cock grow fully hard between our bodies.  Holy shit .  I never knew it possible to be so filled with sensation.  I never knew I could ever get this fucking hot.
    And for God’s sake, it was only his fingers.
    It took awhile for me to finally begin to recover – before I could once again feel everything else.  The water searing my skin, my bruises beating with pain.  But I didn’t care.  I was still panting hard, watching Abram’s spectacular frame step out of the shower, water trickling through every carved line on his body.  Dripping onto the floor, he grabbed his pants off the sink and turned to me as I caught my breath, a wobbly five feet and six inches of human satisfaction leaning against the wall.
    And as I stood there, thoroughly rocked and useless, he smirked, nonchalantly shedding his soaked boxer briefs and flashing me a naked second of staggering, rock-hard length before pulling on his sweats and walking casually out the door.

chapter seven
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