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There was no way she was going to be the only one naked here …

Anne reached for Blake, pulling him into the shower. “I want you,” she whispered.

“I’m fully clothed.”

“I don’t care.” She grabbed the hem of his shirt, pulling the soaked cotton up his body and over his head in one smooth motion.

Blake’s eyes glazed as her hot wet skin touched his own. He leaned down to her shoulder to lap at a trail of water droplets, following it to the swell of her breast.

Anne whimpered as he studiously ignored the aching point waiting for him.

Finally, he flicked his tongue out, taking the tiniest taste of her. She gasped, her knees buckling and her body sagging. His arms tightened around her and he reached down to lift her legs and wrap them tight around his waist.

She moved against him, reaching up with her mouth to claim his lips, urging him on to what they both wanted.