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was so much hotter than being in the ocean. Maybe because she was naked. Maybe because the way he looked at her made her feel like the most beautiful woman in the world.
    She reached for the waistband of his pants, wanting to pull them down and see what was beneath them, but before she could, he leaned forward and planted a kiss at the base of her neck, sending heat sizzling through her. He brought up his hands to cup her large breasts, and she arched to give him better access.
    With the steam all around them, it felt surreal. He’d only been in her life for two days, and she’d been angry with him for one of them, and now he was the first man she’d been naked with in over three years.
    It was crazy.
    Almost as crazy as how good his hands felt on her breasts. He swirled slowly, catching her nipples between his thumbs and forefingers and pinching lightly. She gasped and threw back her head. It wasn’t fair she was naked and he wasn’t, but when she reached for his pants again, he stepped back.
    “No,” he said, stepping close and cupping his hand against her at the juncture of her legs.
    She gasped and nearly lost her footing, but he caught her around the waist with his other hand and held her against the shower wall. He rubbed gently over her, and it was exactly as she’d pictured it in her imagination.
    She wasn’t someone who fantasized a lot. Well, that was a lie. She fantasized about painting again and about feeling safe in her world and having someone who understood how she felt without having to explain over and over.
    She’d given up and just let people think she was fine, but she wasn’t.
    Except right now in his arms, wrapped up in his heat and the rising pleasure inside her, she was fine. And it felt so good.
    He kissed her voraciously along her shoulders and neck, which were hot and sensitive from all the steam. Had she ever felt this good? He might be an asshole, but damn, he made her body melt into white heat.
    As she felt the pressure inside her tighten to a fever pitch, he grabbed her wrists in his hands and pinned them above her head, then covered her mouth in a deep, scalding kiss as he ground against her with his hard member still clothed by wet material. The friction was unbearable, and pleasure exploded through her with an intensity that made her want to cry it was so good.
    She trembled, but he held her up, catching all her gasps with deep kisses, swirling his tongue against hers, making her think of other things she’d like to do with him.
    As she came down from the orgasm, panting and unable to believe what just happened, she opened her eyes to see him staring at her intently. She was trapped against his powerful body, and he raked her with his gaze as if deciding what to do next. She didn’t know how much more she could take.
    But when he kneeled in front of her on the floor of the shower, his powerful thighs stretching his pants taut, she knew she wasn’t going to say no, either.
    She dug her hands into his short hair as his mouth brushed over her curls and he kissed her center deeply, as he had her mouth. She raised a fist to her mouth and bit it. Was this a usual thing for new partners to do together? Or only when horny, pent-up, overstressed bear shifters got together?
    His hands dug into her hips, holding her possessively as he explored her with his lips, his tongue. He played over her folds, dipped close to her entrance, and then came up to toy with her most sensitive spot, swirling his tongue over it.
    She wished she had something to hold on to, because she knew an earth-shattering orgasm was coming and there was nothing she could do to stop it.
    He knew it too, and he looked up at her with a wicked grin as he continued to kiss her.
    The sight of such a huge, gorgeous man kneeling in front of her but in full control, holding her with those strong hands, was too much for her, and passion exploded through her again.
    It felt like lightning. Lightning that went on and on. Her legs