She moaned as she took him deep into her mouth, lost in oblivion. She grabbed his hips and pumped him in and out of her mouth. She had the perfect momentum going and could feel him peaking, hear it in the tone of his ecstasy. It was deeper, more guttural.
A clattering erupted and the shower curtain gave way at her back. Skylar was suddenly falling backwards with Ezekiel following. She screamed as she landed on her back and Ezekiel on top of her, barely catching himself from turning her into a pancake.
The next few seconds was filled with rapid fire foreign words and oh my God, and so sorry, with wide eyed worry.
Skylar burst out in laughter at the entire scenario.
“Oh God, you’re okay,” he breathed, kissing her cheek.
“Are we not the sexiest couple ever?”
He considered her words and joined in on her hysterical laughter.
A knock sounded at the door. “Everything okay in there?”
They both zipped their lips at the concerned female voice. Sam. Laughter danced in Ezekiel’s blue eyes. “Yeah, we’re fine.” He smiled and kissed her, managing to settle between her legs.
His hot length met the juncture of her thighs and things suddenly got serious. Skylar opened for him and his brow crimped. “Not here.”
She clamped her legs around him when he tried to move off. “Yes here. Right here.”
“It’s not…good enough or…sanitary.”
She grinned at him. “So you want to go all the way back to the bedroom?”
He lowered his head and kissed the edge of her mouth. “Yes, all the ten steps back.”
She rocked her hips, making his breath catch. “Feels like a hundred with you like this.” She slid her hands to his tight butt and squeezed, suddenly worried. “Are you…disappointed?”
He lifted his head and stared at her. “About?”
She glided her fingers along his back and shrugged a shoulder. “Just…I don’t know…” It was suddenly hard to meet his gaze so she stared at his mouth. “…With me.”
His forehead creased with concern. “Skylar.”
Emotion threatened to overwhelm her at hearing the remorse thicken his voice. She forced her gaze to his and no matter how hard she tried to keep the tears back, they filled her eyes anyway. “I just…don’t want you to have any regrets or force you to be with somebody—“
“Beautiful? Amazing? Sweet?”
“Pff.” She looked right.
“I’m the one that should be saying all of that. I’m the one unworthy here, not you.”
Shock brought her gaze back to his that he would think that.
“I’m the nobody here. Torn between two worlds, hated by my mother’s family hated by my father’s family. I thought hated by God all this time but now…”
“Toren—“
“Not Toren. You. You’re the one that changed me. Yes the angel showed me things I may not have seen but he showed me you.” He shook his head a little, seeming to struggle for words. “I have never met any…body with more passion and love and sympathy and…passion.”
Skylar smiled. “You said passion twice.”
He looked at her mouth. “Yes,” he whispered. “It wasn’t an accident. You are very passionate. I never dreamed I’d ever be blessed with a woman like you.”
She smiled at the giddy feeling his words gave her. “An American woman no less.”
He gave her a cute one sided grin. “No less. Seems I am destined to bring conflict to my family.”
She stroked the span of his shoulders. “Or unity.”
“You think? How?”
“Our offspring will force them to get along like adults."
He nearly snorted. “You have no idea how stubborn my people are.”
“You have no idea how stubborn I am.”
He leaned and kissed her. “Show me.”
“You mean like…force you to make love to me here?”
He deepened the kiss with an approving moan that set those butterflies loose in her stomach. “Yes, that.”
He latched a hand on her jaw and squeezed just enough to show his strength and dominance. Skylar answered him with a squeeze of her legs and tilt of her hips. “Does begging you count?”
By the grunt he gave and thrust of his hips, yes it did.
He paused and put his head on her shoulder, breathing heavy.
“What?” She slid her fingers in his velvety short hair.
“I can’t do it in here. It’s disgusting. And I can’t move like I want.”
She pulled his lips to hers. “Well I can’t have that.”
“Oh thank God.” He kissed her back with a peck and carefully climbed off of her then helped her to her feet. He regarded the fallen shower curtain and stuffed it in the tub before shrugging a shoulder.